Chapter 368 It's not clear which one is more important
Feng Xiaoxiao held back her laughter and led Nie Zheng in.
Because Nie Zheng was here today, Shen Mingzhu specially invited a housekeeper to help with the cooking. With a status like Nie Zheng's, he had never tasted any delicious food since he was a child. She was afraid of neglecting him.
She wanted to leave her beloved niece in the hands of this man. If she was good to Nie Zheng, of course she would be good to Xiaoxiao.
Seeing Shen Mingzhu fussing around in the kitchen, Feng Xiaoxiao felt a little wet in her heart.
"Aunt, take a rest for a while." Feng Xiaoxiao walked over.
"Why are you resting?" Shen Mingzhu shook her head, "Nie Zheng will be here soon..."
When she looked up, she saw Nie Zheng in a suit and leather shoes, with Xiao Yu'er in his arms, bowing and nodding towards her.
"Hello, aunt. I am Nie Zheng."
"Huh?" Shen Mingzhu was stunned for two seconds and slapped her forehead, "Oh, hello. Nie Zheng is here. Look at me... I'm going to wash my hands and change clothes."
As he said that, he looked at the housekeeper again.
The housekeeper smiled and said, "Madam, you can go ahead, I have already remembered it."
"Hey, okay."
Shen Mingzhu glared at Feng Xiaoxiao. Really, when people came, they didn't say anything in advance, which made her so panicked.
"Nie Zheng, go sit in the living room first. I'll be right back."
"Okay, Auntie." Nie Zheng nodded, hugged Xiao Yu'er, and sat down in the living room with Feng Xiaoxiao.
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Did you see it? Auntie really likes you. In the past two years, when you were away, even when we celebrated the New Year, she didn't make it so grand."
Nie Zheng was actually a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly and asked, "Where's Big Yu'er?"
Feng Xiaoxiao pointed casually, "In his room, studying."
When it comes to her son, Feng Xiaoxiao is particularly proud, "Da Yuer never needs anyone to worry about him. He is very self-disciplined. He has his own arrangements for what he wants to do at every hour of the day."
This point was perfectly inherited from Nie Zheng.
Of course, Feng Xiaoxiao does not have this awareness at the moment.
Soon, Shen Mingzhu changed her clothes and came out, came over and sat down.
"aunt."
Nie Zheng was about to get up, but Shen Mingzhu stopped him, "We are all our own people sitting here, so there is no need to be so polite."
"Yeah." Nie Zheng had no choice but to sit down again.
Shen Mingzhu looked at Nie Zheng and couldn't help but sigh, "Your appearance hasn't changed much, but you are taller and stronger than when you were a child."
"Yes." Nie Zheng nodded.
Feng Xiaoxiao touched his arm and said, "Speak."
Nie Zheng was slightly startled. What did he ask him to say? "By the way, aunt, I brought a gift for you in the car. It was hard to get it while holding Xiao Yu'er. I'll go get it later. I don't know if you like it or not."
"I like it, I definitely like it." Shen Mingzhu nodded with a smile.
He glared at Feng Xiaoxiao and said, "Don't mess with Nie Zheng. He's not like you. His mouth is always chattering. This is called calmness."
"Haha." Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, "Yes, yes, I'm just superficial."
At the same time, he winked at Nie Zheng again - did you see it? They say your aunt likes you.
"Mother."
Xiao Yu'er squirmed in Feng Xiaoxiao's arms, frowning.
"Oh." Feng Xiaoxiao understood immediately and stood up holding Xiao Yu'er, "Xiao Yu'er needs to pee, let's go to the bathroom."
So, Nie Zheng was left behind to face Shen Mingzhu alone.
Shen Mingzhu saw this and saw that this was a perfect opportunity. She had originally thought about having a few words with Nie Zhen alone.
"Mr. Nie." Shen Mingzhu suddenly became serious.
"Auntie." Nie Zheng shuddered, "You don't have to be so polite, just call me Nie Zheng."
"Yeah." Shen Mingzhu nodded, "That's not the point."
"Yes." Nie Zheng nodded, "Auntie, please tell me."
Shen Mingzhu frowned slightly, "Xiaoxiao has not had a mother since she was a child. She has not endured hardship in life, but in fact, the emotional trauma is very deep."
"Yeah." Nie Zheng nodded.
Shen Mingzhu said, her eyes a little red.
"As for Xiaoxiao, she is careless. She likes someone and has a very passionate relationship. She doesn't think about so many issues. You are older than Xiaoxiao. I want to know, are you serious? Will you get divorced after this marriage?
"
"Won't."
Nie Zheng frowned.
"Aunt, the divorce is my fault. I have been serious about Xiaoxiao from the beginning. You should have heard about my family. Because of my mother's relationship, I respect and even revere marriage."
"Hey, good." Shen Mingzhu nodded with emotion. "Then, what are your plans?"
Nie Zheng said truthfully: "The first time we got married, we didn't get married. Except for us and a few family members, no one knew we were getting married. This time, my grandfather will officiate the wedding for us."
Shen Mingzhu was stunned, "Is this true?"
Nie Zheng's grandfather is Nie Rongting. To this day, the name Nie Rongting is a mythical existence in the upper class circles. Mentioning it makes people awe.
Nie Rongting's nod is naturally reliable.
"Of course." Nie Zheng nodded, "Grandpa has long urged me to take Xiaoxiao back, but I still have some things to do in Ancheng, but I will end it as soon as possible."
"Hey, okay." Shen Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, "I feel relieved to hear you say that."
Shen Mingzhu paused, "Nie Zheng, treat Xiaoxiao well and love her well."
"Yes, aunt."
In Nie Zheng's pocket, his cell phone was vibrating.
Shen Mingzhu said hurriedly, "Hurry up and pick it up. You are so busy, so don't delay your work. It just so happens that I have to go to the kitchen to check out the dishes. Come on."
With that said, he stood up and hurried into the kitchen.
Nie Zheng then picked up the phone and saw that it was Song Feixue calling again.
Tsk.
Nie Zheng frowned, walked to the balcony, and picked up. "Feixue."
"Azheng..." Song Feixue's voice was very soft. "Why don't you come? I'm waiting for you, do you know?"
Nie Zheng frowned, "Feixue, I think what I just said was very clear, I won't go."
"You..." Song Feixue was stunned, "But I asked the secretary's office. You didn't go to the company today. Are you okay? Why can't you come over?"
Nie Zheng was silent and told her the truth.
"Feixue, Xiaoxiao and I are getting married. I'm here to meet Xiaoxiao's aunt today."
This is a very important appointment, better than the hundreds of millions of contracts he has earned through hard work.
When Song Feixue heard this, she was silent for a long time. So much so that Nie Zheng thought she had hung up, "Feixue?"
"Azheng..." Song Feixue spoke again, "Can you really not come over? Even if I beg you, this is the last time, can't you come over?"
Nie Zheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
"You contact your agent, I said..."
"No!" Song Feixue suddenly became irritable, "I told you that I only want you! Why don't you understand? Huh?"
Nie Zheng sighed softly, "Feixue, please calm down. Do you think I would leave Xiaoxiao and her aunt behind and go see you at this time? Feixue, you are my friend, but Xiaoxiao is me.
I want to have the love of my life."
Which one is more important, don’t you understand?