327. Chapter 327 You have to remember that I hit her for you 16
Chapter 327 You have to remember, I beat her for you (16)
"I can guarantee that you were secretly laughing when you said this!" Feng Hao's mellow and hoarse voice was as gentle as ever.
"Who's laughing? I'm laughing at you for being naive. Now, go talk about your business and come back soon!" She spoke very quickly, fearing that she would laugh out loud the next second.
"Little boy!"
"Um?"
"Sleep well and wait for me to come back! My grandma and you get along fairly well, right?"
"Yes! Grandma is very good," she responded softly, and then said quickly, "Well, you! You are not allowed to look for... that stuff, you know."
Feng Hao laughed softly: "Did you drink kefir again this morning?"
"Yes! I drank a lot!" Xia Yucheng said with a smile, then yawned out of tiredness, "Okay, good night!"
"Good night!"
After hanging up the phone, Xia Yucheng turned off the lights in the room, closed her eyes, thought about the conversation between the two of them just now, pursed her lips and smiled.
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K city, in the presidential suite of Shangri-La Hotel.
Feng Hao, who was sitting on the sofa, hung up the phone. The smile on his handsome face faded and he returned to his usual deep indifference.
In the room, besides Zhu Huan, there was a middle-aged man standing.
"Mr. Feng, after Dongchuang took over this project in K City, there was a problem with funding. Now we are looking for money everywhere. But no one buys Yin Tianyu's account, so..." The middle-aged man bent slightly and carefully
report.
Feng Hao Meiyu said coldly: "The card owner at the bank can't give you a penny. You can contact someone and say you have money, but you have to ask Yin Tianyu to use part of the stock as collateral. Do you understand?
?”
"I understand, I understand! Mr. Feng, don't worry, I know what to do."
After waving his hand, Feng Hao indicated that the middle-aged man could leave.
"Then I'm leaving! Mr. Feng!" The middle-aged man bowed quickly and walked out of the room cautiously.
The room became quiet again. Zhu Huan took a paper bag from the desk by the window and opened it. With a shake, several photos and pieces of paper fell out.
The photos and pieces of paper are of some age and look a bit dated.
Feng Hao picked up a photo and looked at it. The girl in it was very young and very beautiful. Her handsome eyebrows were somewhat similar to Jian Yuwei's, but she was a bit more enchanting than her.
"Sir, this is Jian Yuwei's sister, Jian Yuxi! She passed away twenty-two years ago. What's strange is that she and Jian Yuwei's husband died on the same day in the same car accident. And a few days later, Jian Yuwei gave birth to
Miss Xia." Zhu Huan picked out a piece of paper from the pile and handed it to Feng Hao respectfully, "This is the birth certificate issued by the hospital that year."
"Jian Yuwei? Jian Yuxi?" Feng Hao glanced at the birth certificate, threw the photo on the coffee table, and curled his lips, "Twins from the same mother?"
"Sir, is there any use in finding out these old things...?"
Feng Hao frowned slightly: "I just don't want Chengcheng to be hurt. She is my woman, and I feel bad for her."
Zhu Huan did not dare to say anything and bowed slightly to show respect.
"Zhu Huan, you have to treat her as the mistress of the Feng family!"
"Sir," Zhu Huan suddenly realized that he had a heavy responsibility. He bowed to Feng Hao solemnly and attentively, "Zhu Huan must be loyal to Miss Xia."
"not enough!"
Zhu Huan was puzzled and raised his head slightly to look at him.
"Treat her like you treat me. What she means is what I mean! What she thinks is like what I think! Do you understand?" When Feng Hao spoke, his expression was very indifferent, but his tone was firm and unquestionable.