Ling Yun Peak obviously hadn't gone around yet, and he still looked confused.

"But...but what's going on!"

Ling Luoyu really wanted to kneel down.

With such simple logic, why can’t my dad get it clear?!

Ling Yunxi really couldn't hold back and laughed: "Brother, she is not your son, so she can only be your daughter!!"

Ling Yunfeng twitched the corners of his mouth, but he hadn't reacted for a while.

"What did you say?"

His eyes suddenly opened wide and he looked at Ling Luoyu with an incredible look on his face.

It was only then that he seemed to understand something!

Everything is a routine!!

"You...you are your daughter's house!?"

He was shocked and looked Ling Luoyu up and down several times, then burst into laughter.

"Haha... It's good if it's my child, no matter if it's his son or daughter, as long as it's my Ling Yunfeng's bloodline! Haha..."

He suddenly remembered the misunderstanding he had just now, and he laughed and hit Ling Yunxi on the shoulder.

"Second brother, why didn't you tell me earlier? Maybe you won't make such a big joke!"

Ling Bufan was unhappy: "What a joke? This is a joke for our family! When we get old, when we chat together, we can talk to our great grandsons and their great grandsons... Let them follow us and smile happily..."

After he said this, Ling Yunfeng became even more embarrassing.

"Isn't this a joke?"

But he was also blamed for this.

It was his preconceived idea to define Ling Luoyu as a man, so he took the rest of his life for granted.

Just in awkward situation, Ling Luoyu took a step forward.

"Dad, thank you!"

Tears flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly hugged her father tightly.

Ling Yunfeng caught her off guard and didn't dare to hug her for a while, and she looked even more embarrassed.

"Yu'er, why are you grateful to Dad?"

"Thank you for your tolerance for me! You allow me to pursue my happiness as I wish!"

What moved her most was that Ling Yunfeng misunderstood that she was a man, but allowed her to come out with a broken sleeve and pursue her own happiness.

In such a world, as the eldest son and grandson of the Ling family, if she chooses to come out publicly, it will bring shame to the entire family.

But even so, Ling Yunfeng still tolerated her presumptuousness.

After hesitating for a while, Ling Yunfeng finally stroked her back.

"You kid! I am your father, of course I have to consider your happiness... As long as you feel happy and your life is worth it, your father will support you unconditionally! Even if you want to slaughter the world one day, your father will be the one who sharpens the knife and handes you behind!"

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Fengfu, main hall.

In the hall, Feng Zaitang was chatting with someone dancing with her eyebrows. Hao Qingyou's pink cheeks were red, and she sat there restlessly.

She glanced at the door from time to time, and when she saw the figure appear, she stood up nervously.

"Grandpa, I'm back..."

With a loud voice, Feng Chenglin ran in happily, dancing with his eyebrows.

"Grandpa, I..."

When he saw Hao Qingyou's figure, his steps suddenly stopped.

"Qingyou, why are you here?!"

Hao Qingyou's cheeks were pink, and she walked forward shyly, handing her a silk palette: "Look at your sweat! Wipe..."

Feng Chenglin subconsciously took a step back, wiped his sweat with his sleeves, and smiled awkwardly.

"No need! I'm a rough man, don't mess with the lady's handkerchief!"
Chapter completed!