Feng Xiaoxiao was startled for a moment and nodded, "That's fine. You hated him before. He also gave you an unhappy marriage because of him. Are you planning to make things even?"
"..." Weng Qiange was noncommittal and just said, "He is my parents' adopted son after all."
It is impossible for them to keep their relationship clean in this life.
"yes."
Feng Xiaoxiao expressed his understanding, "Don't worry blindly, Gu Chen has so many businesses, it's impossible for him to keep an eye on Kagoshima. He should be busy elsewhere."
"Yeah?"
Weng Qiange always felt uneasy.
"In this case..." Feng Xiaoxiao said, "I'll call Yiyang later and ask him if he has any news."
"That's good."
Weng Qiange breathed a sigh of relief, his face finally looked better since he came in.
After saying that, I felt embarrassed and said, "At this time, I am causing trouble for you."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Feng Xiaoxiao feigned anger, "Tell me such things?"
Weng Qiange pursed her lips and said, "I was wrong."
Just as he was talking, the housekeeper came to ask for instructions on something else.
Weng Qiange stood up with Feng Xiaoxiao on her arm, "Let's go, I'll accompany you. I'm not qualified to give orders. When it comes to doing things, I'm better than you."
Feng Xiaoxiao was not polite to her. There were too many things to do. It would be good to have her sisters to help.
The two of them were busy, and the servant said, "Young lady, Master Zheng is awake."
"Oh, okay."
Feng Xiaoxiao stood up and glanced at Weng Qiange.
Weng Qiange was comparing the bills and nodded towards her, "You go ahead, I'll do it."
Feng Xiaoxiao was naturally relieved, pulled out her chair and went upstairs.
In the room, there was no one on the bed, the quilt was bunched up, and the sound of water came from the bathroom.
Feng Xiaoxiao walked to the bathroom, the door opened, and Nie Zheng walked out with wet hair and bright eyes.
Feng Xiaoxiao's heart tightened when she saw it. She took the towel, pulled him to sit down, and wiped his hair.
For a moment, no one spoke, and everything was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Suddenly, his waist tightened, and Nie Zheng reached out and hugged Xiaoxiao.
Xiaoxiao stopped and gently hugged his head, stroking him like a soothing fish.
Feng Xiaoxiao knew that Nie Zheng was sad.
The relationship between his parents has always been a knot in his heart. Nie Zheng may have never told anyone about it, but he must have hoped to see his parents reconcile.
Until the truth was revealed, he knew that this was impossible.
His parents have lived for themselves all their lives.
But even so, he still loves them.
However, they passed away one after another, truly leaving him behind! Feng Xiaoxiao lowered her head and kissed his hair.
"Azheng, make some beef soup and ask them to bring a bowl to you, okay?"
Nie Zheng buried himself in her arms and nodded muffledly.
Why.
Feng Xiaoxiao sighed, really wanting to tell him, if you want to cry, just cry.
If my mother is gone, I can shed tears openly.
However, she still held back, she didn't want to force Nie Zheng.
The beef soup was served. Feng Xiaoxiao tested the temperature and brought it to Nie Zheng's mouth. "The oil has been absorbed with chicken minced meat and pepper has been added."
After drinking a bowl, Nie Zheng's cold body warmed up.
He didn't say a word and held Feng Xiaoxiao's hand tightly.
Feng Xiaoxiao was startled for a moment, "I'm not leaving. The housekeeper and Brother Liao are here, and Qian Ge is here too. I'll be right here with you, okay?"
Um.
Nie Zheng nodded, hugged Feng Xiaoxiao and went to bed, turned over and pressed him down...