Fengjian Hong goes out early and comes back late. He seems to be very busy. Every time he comes back, he looks tired.
Mu Baoer also suffered a lot. No one lived here, not even a servant, so the guards cooked all three meals for her. As expected, these people had guns in their hands instead of spatulas.
The food is terrible.
Even someone like her, who is not picky, feels like food for pigs. It's hard for Feng Jianhong to eat it sometimes when he comes back.
So Mu Baoer decisively applied to become a cook, but was scolded by Fengjianhong's subordinates, saying that her origins were unknown. What if she wanted to do something?
Mu Baoer was depressed.
However, Feng Jianhong smiled and asked her to do it, saying that she had nothing on her body and it was impossible to do anything, so he asked his subordinates not to use grass and trees as soldiers.
Mu Baoer was surprised that he was so relieved about her.
Mu Baoer finished cooking and invited him politely. In fact, he didn't expect him to accept it. After all, they must be on guard against him.
So sitting in front of the wooden table, Mu Baoer was really surprised to see Fengjian Hong eating the dishes she cooked without warning, and smiling and praising her cooking skills.
"Why do you believe me so much?" she couldn't help but ask.
Feng Jianhong was amused: "Did you really do something?"
"Of course I don't, but aren't ordinary people, especially people like you, extremely careful and wary of anyone like this?"
"It would be very tiring if you have to be extremely guarded against anyone and don't dare to trust anyone. Besides, I can see that you are not a spy. You have clear eyes and you are a kind and good girl."
Mu Baoerhan said: "Can you tell from this?" Why didn't she see that he was a good person?
"My intuition is not wrong. My eyes are magnanimous, bright and clean. People who can have such a peaceful and optimistic attitude will not be so bad-hearted." Fengjian Hong said with a smile.
Mu Baoer lamented that there were people in the underworld who believed in intuition so much. Although they were naive, they were not annoying.
After two days of contact with this man, she found that he was completely different from what she had imagined. He was completely different from the cruel character and behavior of the gangsters she had seen.
He is very polite and gentleman, treats women gently, and doesn't show off to his subordinates. If she hadn't seen him kill someone with her own eyes, she would have thought he was a good person.
While eating, I suddenly heard the sound of a car, and then there were dense footsteps. It seemed that many people had entered the yard.
Feng Jianhong frowned while eating, showing a slightly helpless look.
Soon a group of people appeared in the hall, with three women surrounded by many bodyguards. At the front was a lady in her forties, wearing a black fur shawl and a very expensive pearl necklace as big as a thumb around her neck.
Qi, she takes good care of herself, wears light makeup, looks young yet majestic, and has a strong aura.
Fengjian Hong glanced at the lady, and then at the two beautiful women beside her. The two women were staring at him with wavering eyes, their smiles full of expectation and shyness.
His brows furrowed even more tightly, and he smiled quickly and asked Mrs. Feng to sit on the couch: "Why is mom here in person? Bao'er, go make tea."
Mu Baoer didn't know what to do and was about to hide out. When Feng Jianhong said this, he had no choice but to pour tea.
Mrs. Feng glanced at her lightly, with an inquiring look, but said nothing.
"The master's birthday banquet is coming soon. You haven't found his whereabouts yet. How can I not be worried. If you can't deliver the painting to him before his birthday according to the regulations, then this is the final candidate.
In the trial, you will lose, and all our previous efforts will be in vain."