Mrs. Feng thought Feng Hao was going to kick her out of here, so she sat down on the sofa and said, "This is my home, don't try to kick me out."
"I won't chase you away."
"Then why did you ask people to pack my things?"
Feng Hao sneered, "You'll know soon."
Mrs. Feng had not worked since she and Feng Hao got married, so over the years, all the servants' salaries in the mansion were paid by Feng Hao. After Feng Hao went abroad, it became Feng Siye's payment.
Whoever pays the salary is the boss.
Of course, the servants listen to Feng Hao more than Mrs. Feng.
Dozens of servants were dispatched, and the formation was huge. They quickly packed all of Mrs. Feng's personal belongings into boxes and carried them downstairs. Mrs. Feng had lived here for thirty years, and she also liked to buy.
There are quite a lot of personal items to buy.
I didn’t have that many suitcases at home, so I found the big cardboard boxes used for moving.
Even so.
I also packed more than twenty boxes of things.
Mrs. Feng looked at the rows of cardboard boxes in the living room and felt a little flustered. She always felt that something was wrong. She finally couldn't sit still and said, "Feng Hao, what are you going to do?"
"There are quite a few things."
Feng Hao casually opened a box, which contained Madam Feng's luxury clothes and bags. He closed the box again and ordered the servant, "Pack up all the ornaments, antiques, calligraphy and paintings upstairs and downstairs as well."
"..."
Mrs. Feng was completely anxious, "What exactly do you want to do?"
"I know you like living here, so you continue to live here, but I bought all these things in the house. In order to prevent you from selling them, I had to take them away."
Sell?
Mrs. Feng said angrily, "How could I sell those things?"
"Of course it's possible if you don't have money."
Mrs. Feng suddenly realized, "You want to use economic sanctions on me? Feng Hao, are you a man? I am your wife. I have half of every penny you earn. Why don't you give me money to spend?"
"Nonono!" Feng Hao shook his finger and said with a smile, "Legally, the money I earn is half of yours, but don't forget, only divorced couples can divide property."
Mrs. Feng's hands were shaking with anger, "To put it bluntly, you are doing this just to force me to divorce!"
"Wrong again."
Feng Hao spread his hands and said, "To be honest, even if we get divorced, you won't be able to share much money. Don't forget, most of the real estate in the family was earned by my parents. You also know that when I was young, I was a prostitute.
It's so bad that my parents are afraid that I will lose all the family's property, so they haven't transferred the real estate to me yet."
"..."
"The family does have a lot of property, but it was either earned by my parents or later by Si Ye. It really has nothing to do with me."
Mrs. Feng didn't believe it, "Don't lie to people. As the boss of a foreign branch, your annual salary plus bonuses must be at least tens of millions. Where is your money?"
"it took."
"All spent?"
"Yeah." Feng Hao shrugged, "It's not like you don't know me. I'm a hedonist, and I have such a capable son. Why do I save money? Of course it's to enjoy myself in time. Don't feel wronged.
I have all my supplementary cards with you this year, so you haven’t spent any less.”
"..."
Old God Feng Hao was lying on the ground leaning on the load-bearing pillar in the living room, "You don't have to glare at me, I'm just telling you the actual situation. No matter whether you get divorced or not, you won't get much money."
"I don't want a divorce."
"Okay, if we don't leave, we won't leave. Anyway, it doesn't matter to me whether I have the certificate or not." Seeing Mrs. Feng's pale face, Feng Hao chuckled again, "Don't use this expression. I don't give you money. It's actually for your own good.
Now that you have money, it’s time to spend it on irrelevant people.”
Seeing that Mrs. Feng was about to refute, Feng Hao spoke in advance to stop her, "For example, your so-called goddaughter."
"..."
He actually knew this.
Mrs. Feng defended, "I'm not giving her money to spend, it's investment."
"Whatever you say."
Big holiday.
Feng Hao had no intention of quarreling with Mrs. Feng today.
But what she said was really irritating.
Feng Hao lowered his head and sent a message to Feng Jiuci, asking him to send the two old people back to the nursing home first, so as not to be upset after seeing this scene.
He sent another message to Feng Siye.
[If you want to be with Jiang Li, no matter how much trouble your mother makes with you, you are not allowed to give her money.]
【ok.】
Feng Siye is a smart person.
From a message from Feng Hao, he had already guessed that his parents were having trouble. He and Feng Jiuci, who had also received the message, looked at each other. Feng Jiuci received the signal and immediately said to the old couple, "Grandpa and grandma, let's have a reunion dinner too."
After that, let’s go back to the sanatorium.”
The old man was stunned and asked, "Aren't you going to have dinner here?"
Feng Jiuci asked, "Do you want to stay?"
Of course not.
They came back hoping to have a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, but until now, they really don't like what Zheng Danyang has done.
Instead of having a reunion dinner with her, it would be better to go back to the nursing home and play chess with Lao Zheng upstairs and brag about it.
The old man made a prompt decision.
"Let's go, let's go back now."
"..."
The old lady hesitated for a moment and said, "Say hello to Danyang. If you leave without telling her, she will think that we don't look down on her."
Feng Jiuci immediately said, "I'll just ask someone to say it."
Why is this brat so active today?
The old lady keenly noticed something was wrong. She glanced at Feng Tingting next to her, but without revealing it, she said, "Okay, let's go."
aside.
Feng Tingting was dumbfounded, "Brother, what about me?"
"You stay at home with mom."
"..."
She hasn't had time to say soft words to reconcile with her elder brother.
Without waiting for Feng Tingting to protest, Feng Jiuci went to drive. The old man, the old lady, and Feng Siye walked directly to the roadside. When they reached the roadside, Feng Jiuci's car also drove over.
Feng Siye opened the car door, and several people got into the car together. Seeing the car drive away, Feng Tingting stamped her feet angrily, "Just wait, you look down on me now, and I will make it impossible for you to climb up in the future."
snort!
When she successfully marries Fu Zimo, she will never return to this family again.
Feng Tingting was so angry that she turned around and went back to the living room.
On the way back, she didn't see any servants. Just as she was wondering, she saw a large truck parked at the door of the living room, its frame opened, and the servants were lifting boxes of things up.
What are you doing?
Feng Tingting trotted over, and as soon as she reached the door of the living room, she heard a fierce quarrel coming from inside.
"Feng Hao, you are trying to drive me to death. You have to move all the things in the house and let me live in an empty house."
"Don't worry, today I will ask someone to prepare all the things at home. It will not affect your normal life. But don't think about luxuries. I will ask someone to bring you some affordable items."
"..."
Feng Tingting took a breath.
Didn't she ask her mother to tell her father properly? Why did it end up like this?