Walking up the badly worn old stairs and breathing in the humid and musty air in the corridor, Feng Hao's mood became more uncomfortable the closer he got to Xia Yucheng's home.
He didn't know how long she had lived here, but her life must have been difficult anyway. Thinking of that time when he saw her strong and lovely appearance in the Gu family garden, he felt heartbroken again.
"Zhu Huan, call the project development department and ask them to find someone to come here to evaluate it." Feng Hao frowned and ordered in a deep voice. He was so angry that he really wanted to demolish everything here.
"Understood, sir!"
When he arrived at the floor where Xia Yucheng lived, Zhu Huan stepped forward and knocked on the Xia family's door.
The house is horribly old. The door is not a security door. It is all made of wood. Due to moisture intrusion, the paint on the corners is dark and there are signs of black mold.
"Who are you looking for?" The door opened, Shang Mengwan leaned out and saw Feng Hao beside Zhu Huan at a glance, "You...you are...Mr. Feng...Feng!"
"Is Chengcheng's mother here?" Feng Hao was always direct, and he went straight to the goal when asking questions.
Shang Mengwan looked at him with wide eyes, an expression of disbelief clearly hanging on her face: "That...that..."
"Chengcheng is at my place, she... fell asleep!" Feng Hao was really unwilling to answer Shang Mengwan by saying that she was fine, because Xia Yucheng's condition was terrible, not good at all.
"Then... please come in!" Shang Mengwan stepped aside. She didn't know the purpose of this man who was usually out of contact with here, but she believed that he came here for Xia Yucheng.
The house was in a mess because we had to move but couldn't move. Furniture was scattered around. Wrapped quilts and clothes were left and right, and there was no place to stand.
.However, despite the chaos, all the furniture, doors, windows, and floors are clean everywhere you look.
"Mr. Feng, please sit down!" Shang Mengwan pointed to the wooden sofa in the room, which was covered with fresh floral handmade cushions. "Don't look at the mess here. It's very clean. Chengcheng likes to tidy up the house."
Feng Hao didn't go over and sit down, not because he disliked it, but because he was not in the mood to sit there. He was thinking about Xia Yucheng all the time and couldn't let go for a second.
"Is she really okay? I'm so worried!" Shang Mengwan asked at the tall man's back. When Feng Hao called her, she knew that Xia Yucheng would be okay, but she was still worried in her heart.
The expression on Feng Hao's face froze and he didn't answer. He walked straight to the window and looked at the acacia tree downstairs.
Shang Mengwan entered the kitchen and brought over a white ceramic cup with a bear's head printed on it. It was filled with boiled water: "Mr. Feng, please drink water!"
Seeing that Feng Hao didn't move, she continued: "This is Chengcheng's cup!"
Turning around, Feng Hao took the water cup from her hand. Looking at the cute pattern on the cup, he naturally thought of the scarred girl.
"I'm looking for her mother, something happened!" His tone was slightly serious.
Shang Mengwan glanced at him and immediately went to the room to help Jian Yuwei out who was resting.
"Auntie, Mr. Feng is here, saying he has something to do with you!" Shang Mengwan helped Jian Yuwei sit down on the wooden sofa, and then said to Jian Yuwei.
"Mr. Feng?" Jian Yuwei turned her head doubtfully, trying to find where Feng Hao was standing.