Country T, at nine o'clock in the morning, in the north of Manchester City, this is the wealthy area of Manchester City, Country T. Almost everyone with some status in Country T has a house that belongs to them here, and the main house of the Sunawa family is
it's here.
Hanhai Pavilion is the largest community here, but there are only twenty-eight villas in the entire community. Each villa has an independent private garden, and almost every household has two acres of land.
Feng Beichen has almost forgotten the last time he came here. He once lived here for many years. It can be said that he spent his childhood here. It contains all the beautiful and painful memories of his childhood.
The car stopped at the door of an old villa. The driver honked the horn, and the heavy iron door slowly opened. The car continued to drive in, and drove for more than a minute before stopping at a villa.
The entrance of the three-story villa.
On the edge of the parking lot, stood an old man who was about the same age as Paka. He was the steward of the Sunawa family. He had been the steward of the Sunawa family since his ancestors, and because they could become the steward of the Sunawa family, they
Steward with pride.
"Master Sun, welcome home. I have been waiting inside for a long time."
As soon as the car stopped, the housekeeper came over to help Feng Beichen open the door. However, after Feng Beichen heard the man's name and words to him, his face darkened and he gave him an indifferent look, but he came down from the other side.
Paka said hello politely.
"Surat, long time no see."
"Mr. Parka, long time no see, please come inside."
Surat didn't care about Feng Beichen's indifference. To him, the young man in front of him was the master he would be loyal to in the future.
Under Surat's guidance, Feng Beichen and Paka went directly to the second floor of the villa.
"Master Sun, the master is inside, please."
As expected of a graduate of the Professional Butler Institute, Surratt's etiquette is impeccable.
Feng Beichen didn't bother to pay attention. To him, anyone who had anything to do with the Sunawa family was his enemy.
Surat helped Feng Beichen open the door, and Feng Beichen walked in. Of course, Paka was guarding the door.
This is a large study room, with books covering two walls, and a set of Chinese-style furniture placed near the window. Feng Beichen's grandfather, Naqi, is sitting there.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Naqi raised his head and looked at the tall and tall man slowly walking from the door. He felt happy and bitter at the same time. He was happy that the Sunawa family would not be completely depressed by his generation. The bitter thing was that he valued the most.
His grandson regards the entire family as his mortal enemy.
"Sit down. I knew you were coming over. I specially asked Surat to try the new tea prepared by me."
Nazi-Sunawa did not have the airs of an elder at all, or in other words, he actually had some intention to please Feng Beichen.
Feng Beichen frowned as he looked at the fragrant tea on the table. He liked tea, but depending on who he drank it with, at least in this villa, he had no interest in tasting tea.
Feng Beichen sat down on a single wooden chair nearby, deliberately keeping a distance from Naqi, and said lightly.
"Sorry, I don't like drinking tea. Let's just talk about it."
If it weren't for his mother, Feng Beichen would never have stepped foot here.
When Na Qi heard Feng Beichen's words, although he had expected to be treated coldly, he could not help but sigh with disappointment as he felt Feng Beichen's indifference.
Naqi sighed softly, feeling several years older in an instant. He tremblingly picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip. He could not taste the sweetness of the tea, only the strong bitterness.
"Son, if it hadn't been for what happened to your father this time, would you really have planned to never return to this home?"
Hearing this, Feng Beichen smiled coldly, without any warmth on his face, and said in a low voice.
"Mr. Nazi, are you telling a joke? Or do you think what an eighteen-year-old said was just a joke?"
Feng Beichen's words made Naqi sigh again. He looked up at Feng Beichen and asked after a long silence.
"Then why are you coming back this time?"
"Are you asking knowingly?"
Feng Beichen suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Mark, your mother has been gone for a long time. It is not too much for your father to remarry. What's more, that woman gave birth to three sons for the Sunawa family. Now she has a child in her belly. Due to circumstances and reasons, we should do the same.
Give her a title."
Naqi was testing, but Feng Beichen just smiled coldly, stood up and said.
"Then it seems there is no need for us to continue talking. Tomorrow, I will make it public that my mother has completely severed ties with the Sunawa family. I will move my mother's tablet out of the Sunawa family's ancestral hall."
How could Feng Beichen not know that Naqi was testing him, but he hated this roundabout solution, he liked to cut through the mess quickly.
No, when Naqi heard this, he immediately panicked. A man who had been dead for more than ten years suddenly moved out of the family ancestral hall, and moved out on his own initiative. Wasn't this a slap in the face of the Sunawa family? And he was very sure that the man in front of him would
He's not fooling around, he really does this.
"Wait a minute, Mark, what do you want? The wedding news has been made public, wedding preparations have begun, and invitations have been sent out. There is no way we can stop this wedding."
Finally, Naqi got down to business. Feng Beichen turned to look at Naqi and asked.
"After the wedding, will she and her sons also be in the Sunawa family's ancestral hall, have their names included in the genealogy, and be on an equal footing with my mother?"
"Mark, this is necessary. Those children are already old, so they should be given a status."
"What if I don't allow it?"
Feng Beichen asked, he would never allow such a woman and his mother's name to appear in the column of Puka Sunawa's wife at the same time. There can only be one name in that position.
"That's the rule. Although this Tinali has a low status, she has given birth to many children for the Sunawa family. There is no credit but hard work. Over the years, there have been so many women around your father, but this Tina is the only one.
Li has always been by his side, which is considered a long-lasting love, and I, the Sunawa family, cannot be too unfeeling."
Naqi said in a low voice, but these words seemed too ridiculous to be said in front of Feng Beichen.
"Huh, ruthless, sir, don't forget, the surname Sunawa is born to be a symbol of ruthlessness. Now why are you talking to me about human kindness?"
Feng Beichen clenched his fists and looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him. If he wasn't worried that his heart could not bear it and he would belch at any time, Feng Beichen's words would not sound so nice.
After Feng Beichen said this, he paused for a moment, his eyes narrowed, he looked at Naqi coldly, and said with a chill.
"Tell me, what are the conditions?"
Ever since he learned about the marriage, Feng Beichen has been thinking about one thing: why would a good father like him announce the marriage at this juncture and marry such a lowly dancer? How could Nazi agree to this?
However, after meeting Naqi, Feng Beichen already had the answer. The reason why Naqi acquiesced was to force him into the game, and Feng Beichen also knew very well that for his mother, he had to enter the game, but he
I still don’t know what this old man’s plan is.
Having gone through such a big circle just now, Feng Beichen was just testing the waters. However, Feng Beichen had to admit that Jiang was still too old. In other words, after all, he was not as ruthless as the Sunawa family members. After all, he still had some thoughts in his heart.
An untouchable weakness.
When Na Qi saw Feng Beichen speaking, he directly stated his purpose without any hesitation.
"Come back, inherit my position as the head of the family, become the youngest head of the Sunawa family, and push the Suva Group to a higher status."
Yes, this is Nazi's purpose. He must choose the best successor for the Sunawa family, and the only one who satisfies him is the grandson in front of him. Although he has betrayed the entire family, he is still the successor in Nazi's heart.
The perfect choice for his position.
When Feng Beichen heard this, he was not too surprised, because all this was within his expectation. Over the years, Naqi had never given up on forcing him to come back, but for Feng Beichen, the surname Sunawa was
The culprit of all pain and sorrow, he didn't want to have anything to do with this last name.
Nowadays, Feng Beichen's only connection with the Sunawa family is his mother whose tablet is enshrined in the Sunawa family ancestral hall. This time, Naqi used his last trump card to force Feng Beichen to come back.
However, as expected, Feng Beichen still couldn't figure out what the old man in front of him was thinking.
"Come back and take over your position, old man. Aren't you afraid that I will destroy the entire family? Don't forget, I hate this surname."
"No, you won't. You promised your mother."
Naqi said very confidently that this was the successor he had chosen at first sight. He still had some understanding of the nature of this eldest grandson. After all, he had been very close to this grandson for a long time.
Hearing this, Feng Beichen smiled coldly and said.
"But don't forget, my mother is no longer here."
"But you still listened to her words and enshrined her tablet in the Sunawa family's ancestral hall. My son, grandpa is old. I don't know when I will never wake up after falling asleep. For the sake of this family
Xingrong, in order for the name Sunawa not to perish in my hands, I have to drag you back into this whirlpool of chaos."
Naqi said with a helpless and sad expression. He knew that doing this would only make Feng Beichen hate the family and him even more. But he had responsibilities and honors that he had to bear, so he could only make calculations.
his own grandson.
Feng Beichen was slightly startled. He actually saw a trace of guilt in the eyes of the old man in front of him. What a ridiculous discovery. It had been so many years. What was the point of expressing guilt now?
"You also know that the Sunawa family is a whirlpool. You trapped my mother here, and now you want me to make the same mistake again? Old man, don't forget, there are many people in this family who covet your position, even yours
My good son, I'm afraid you also want to be the master of this family one day. If you ask me to take over all this now, your plan is really good."