Old Mrs. Feng's birthday party was organized by Xie Yun, and she invited a chef to come to her home. However, Old Mrs. Feng did not want to be extravagant, so the guests only invited some relatives and nearby families.
Feng Xiaoxiao was tidying up in her room. Speaking of it, the room was still the same as before she left home. Feng Xiaoxiao thought about what grandma said about Feng Jianbo, and her mind was a little confused for a moment.
"Xiao Xiao."
Nie Zheng knocked on the door outside.
"coming."
Feng Xiaoxiao went over to open the door, but Nie Zheng didn't look good. Of course, he wasn't going after Feng Xiaoxiao, but his father-in-law.
Nie Zheng couldn't hold it back, "Xiaoxiao, I think your room is quite tight. Do you still need to prepare a guest room for me?"
Feng Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him. "This is what grandma means. If you are not satisfied, go and tell her."
"No, I don't dare." Nie Zheng leaned against Feng Xiaoxiao, "I think grandma did a good job."
Feng Xiaoxiao hummed softly, and Nie Zheng followed her downstairs.
Downstairs, it's very lively.
A mahjong table was set up in the living room. Xie Yun and the others accompanied Old Mrs. Feng, making the old lady smile happily, while Feng Jianbo was greeting the guests.
Feng Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and decided to wait until the banquet was over.
"Xiao Xiao." Old Mrs. Feng saw Feng Xiaoxiao and immediately waved to her. "Come over to grandma quickly."
At this moment, Feng Qingqing was sitting on the other side of Old Mrs. Feng. When Feng Xiaoxiao passed by like this, people couldn't help but compare her to her.
"Old lady, you are so lucky to have a little granddaughter on your side."
Old Mrs. Feng pulled Feng Xiaoxiao, looked at Feng Qingqing again, smiled and nodded, "Of course, my two granddaughters are both one in a million."
"Xiaoxiao hasn't been back for many years, right? She looks more and more distinctive as she grows older."
One of them said with a smile.
"Xiaoxiao was born specifically to take advantage of her parents' merits, right? Looking at her like this, she neither looks like Mr. Feng nor Shen Yuan."
Mrs. Feng smiled and nodded, "This child will grow up. The older he gets, the more beautiful he will be."
With Feng Xiaoxiao, it was natural to compare Feng Qingqing.
"Qingqing does look a lot like Mr. Feng." Someone said, "My daughter looks like her father. This is absolutely true."
Feng Xiaoxiao cooperated with her grandma and tried to keep smiling.
"Yo."
Someone pulled up Feng Xiaoxiao's sleeve and said, "Xiaoxiao, I just saw the pre-sale of this skirt on the official website two days ago, and you have already put it on."
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and glanced at Nie Zheng subconsciously.
Nie Zheng explained for her, "Xiaoxiao's clothes and shoes are customized abroad and are synchronized with the designer's finished products."
When everyone heard this, their eyes were full of envy.
Being in this circle is such a reality. Precisely because we understand the meaning of money, fighting for power and gain becomes a matter of course.
this is not……
Everyone then turned their attention to Nie Zheng, and they were more or less surprised. Isn't this Young Master Nie Zheng? Why, he appeared at Old Mrs. Feng's birthday party. Moreover, listening to his tone, his relationship with Feng Xiaoxiao seems to be
Unusual.
Nie Zheng curled his lips and took the initiative to answer the question: "I am pursuing Xiaoxiao."
"Wow……"
"That's it."
"She has really good taste. Xiaoxiao is one of the top socialites in our Haicheng city. I think back then..."
The man said nothing further in the middle of his sentence. After all, in those days, Feng Xiaoxiao's name was always connected with Qi Junyan's.
Not long ago, the incident between the Feng family and the Qi family caused a stir in Haicheng. Tonight, no one from the Qi family came over.
Everyone was chatting lively, but Feng Xiaoxiao noticed something was wrong with Feng Qingqing, who was opposite him. Feng Qingqing was strange and very quiet.
Based on her understanding of Feng Qingqing, she shouldn't be so quiet.
Feng Qingqing was staring at Nie Zheng at this moment, and couldn't bear to look away from him for a moment.
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned and sneered secretly, no way? Could it be that Feng Qingqing had Nie Zheng's idea? Then she was really out of her mind!
Before the banquet started, Feng Xiaoxiao went to the bathroom, where she and Feng Qingqing ran into each other alone.
Feng gently crossed his arms, obviously waiting for her on purpose.
Feng Xiaoxiao was too lazy to pay attention to her, washed her hands and was about to leave.
"Sister." Feng called her gently.
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned, "If you have anything to say, please tell me. If you have nothing to do, don't bother me."
"Tsk, tsk."
Feng smacked his lips lightly, smiled and sighed, "Sister, you are so lucky. Really, I have never seen a woman as lucky as you! You are so lucky that I hate God to death.
!”
Hearing that there was no logic in what she said, Feng Xiaoxiao frowned, "What exactly do you want to say?"
"elder sister."
Feng Qingqing smiled with deep meaning.
"Did I make a mistake? Look, you lost Junyan, you were raped, and you still met Nie Zheng! Haha... all the good things in this world have really been taken care of by you alone!"
Nie Zheng?
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned, did she really have bad thoughts about Nie Zheng? Feng Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth and stared at Feng Qingqing.
"Listen to me, don't play Nie Zheng's evil thoughts!"
"What's wrong?" Feng smiled softly and brushed the tail of his hair, "I can't have any thoughts on him? Why? Do you have no confidence in yourself, or do you have no confidence in Nie Zheng?"
Ha ha.
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed and shook his head.
"No, I'm worried about you."
This statement clearly implies that Nie Zheng would never like Feng Qingqing at all.
"you……"
Feng paused slightly, his face changed with anger, "Feng Xiaoxiao, don't be too proud! Let me tell you, don't think that Nie Zheng really likes you! He is just playing with you!"
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned. She didn't know how Feng Qingqing came to such a conclusion. It was really baffling.
She just warned Feng Qingqing again: "Don't touch Nie Zheng, otherwise, I will never be polite."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Feng Qingqing stood behind her, still holding his arms, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his smile was meaningful.
That night, Feng Jianbo took Feng Xiaoxiao and Nie Zheng and introduced them to their relatives and friends. A birthday party was like welcoming Feng Xiaoxiao.
As a result, Feng Jianbo inevitably drank too much.
"Dad." Feng Xiaoxiao and Nie Zheng helped Feng Jianbo go to the side hall to rest, complaining, "I told you to drink less, why don't you listen?"
She glanced at Nie Zheng, "Why are you okay?"
Nie Zheng laughed, "Is it my fault that I drink too much?"
Feng Xiaoxiao helped Feng Jianbo sit down and said to Nie Zheng, "I can do it here, outside..."
"OK."
Nie Zheng nodded, "I'll deal with the matters outside."
If Feng Jianbo, as the host, drank himself down, then he would be the only one to entertain the guests. This was also Xiao Xiao's affirmation when facing him, and Nie Zheng was delighted with it.
Yes. Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, stood up, twisted out a hot towel, wiped Feng Jianbo's face, and drank sobering tea for him.
"Dad, are you okay?"
"Well..." Feng Jianbo half-squinted her eyes, "I'm fine, Xiaoxiao, dad is happy today and thinks of your mom."