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1787. Chapter 1787 Who is that woman? 20

Chapter 1787 Who is that woman?(20)

"Don't you remember me?" A sad look flashed in her slightly cloudy eyes.

"I'm sorry, grandma!" Seeing that the old man was a little sad, Xia Yucheng stepped forward and hugged her gently, "Please forgive me, I really don't remember!"

"Chengcheng..." Fujiwara Kaoru said with red eyes, "It's good to come back, it's good to come back."

"Go in!" Feng Hao held Xia Yucheng's hand.

After passing through many corridors, they arrived at the living room in the front yard, where the butler Duo He personally served hot tea and snacks.

"Old Madam, Sir, Madam, Miss... please have some tea!" Duohe raised his head slightly and looked at Xia Yucheng. Her appearance had not changed, but her demeanor seemed to be different from before.

"Duohe, this is my mother." Yuyue said proudly.

"Miss, I know this is Madam," Duo He saluted respectfully, then looked at Xia Yucheng with a smile, "It has been five years, and Madam is still so young and beautiful."

Duo He felt a little emotional. Now, the adult's face will always be filled with a charming and friendly smile.

Xia Yucheng smiled, feeling a little embarrassed because she didn't remember anything.

The people and things here were all so strange to her. Quietly, she grabbed Feng Hao's hand, and Feng Hao immediately held it tightly and smiled at her.

"In a while, if you are not tired, I will take you around and you will get familiar with it soon. I will ask Duohe to bring the servants to see you tomorrow."

Xia Yucheng nodded, knowing very well that Ming Ai and Lily behind Fujiwara Xiang were secretly staring at her.

Feng Hao winked, and all the servants in the front hall gathered to salute Xia Yucheng and introduce themselves. Xia Yucheng felt dazed for a while, and then understood what he said in May that time, if the Feng family's children

Even the people at home can't figure it out, so it won't be a big deal.

Such an ancient family cannot be explained clearly in just one or two sentences.



At night, after coaxing May to sleep, Feng Hao accompanied her out of the inner courtyard and walked in the garden bathed in the cool moonlight.

In the grass, there are no sounds like the chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves and branches.

From time to time, servants would see them along the way and bow to them in very standard postures. Obviously, Xia Yucheng was not used to all this.

"This place is really big." Xia Yucheng sat down in the pavilion under the cherry blossom tree and looked up at Feng Hao with a slightly complicated expression. "How can I explain my return?"

Feng Hao went over and sat down next to her, took her hand and squeezed it gently: "You don't have to worry about this, just leave it to me. In short, no one will talk nonsense."

"How are things going over there?"

Feng Hao knew she was talking about country R: "It's all done, and you will have a lot more money in your account."

Xia Yucheng frowned slightly: "Why am I with you? I suddenly feel that the money is useless. Is it because you are too rich?"

"It's us...the Feng family and everything in the Feng family belongs to us."

"I think you must have a charity fund in your name. Then you can ask someone to help me make a charity fund, and I will invest the money in it..." Xia Yucheng thought for a moment, "Use it to help those children, just because

Children who have lost their homes due to war. There are also orphans who have lost their parents or out-of-school children from poor families. In short, it is for the children."

"Okay, leave it to me."

Xia Yucheng turned to look at the eight-layered cherry trees: "Is it a cherry blossom tree?"

(End of chapter)


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