MTL - Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?-Chapter 564 father, mother

Chapter 564 Father, Mother

The birthday banquet for the old lady of the Feng family had been held five days ago, but the main theme was business socializing, especially those in the real estate field, investment community, and foreign trade. Many people came.

There are also bank presidents, telecom company executives, and some traditional manufacturing bosses.

 Old Mrs. Feng is not in good health and it is difficult to meet guests.

 So, in the past few days, Feng Shihua and Qin Jingqiu have been entertaining guests.

 The little rich woman has always been with the old lady, and occasionally she will accompany her uncle and aunt to meet some relatives.

 When the banquet with guests and friends was over, there was a moment of tranquility here.

The birthday banquet with Mrs. Feng as the real protagonist was on the fourth day. All the guests attending the banquet were very close relatives, as well as companies and leaders who cooperated very closely.

Feng Nanshu sat next to her aunt, looking at the people in evening gowns, changing glasses between glasses of wine, with a slightly silly expression.

 Actually, she is a little incompatible with the Feng family.

Even the relatives invited to celebrate her birthday seemed strange to her.

Even not as friendly as the plainly dressed third uncle, second grandma, sixth aunt, and third aunt from Hongrong Homestead.

She could run all the way to the third uncle's shop and shout, "Jiang Qin's family is here," but she couldn't say that she was the eldest daughter of the Feng family.

 So she didn’t know what to do, except eating and just being alone in a daze.

 Some distant relatives of the Feng family are actually a bit unfamiliar with Feng Nanshu.

 When she was introduced as Feng Shirong’s eldest daughter, everyone, whether relatives or close friends, was stunned for a moment.

Then he was very friendly, but behind his back he muttered that the Feng family boss only has one son.

 In fact, this situation is not surprising.

 It was her “mother” who protected her so well that no outsiders knew about her.

 In this way, no one will remember that the eldest son of the Feng family has his first wife.

Then the banquet officially started, and there was an endless stream of people joining in to toast.

 Feng Shihua's presence is slightly lower. The first person most people in the business and political circles look for is not him, but Qin Jingqiu.

But Feng Shihua himself was not very interested in this kind of business social interaction. He would chat a few words when someone came, and when no one came, he would discuss Jiang Qin with Feng Nanshu, and the whole time he would be indifferent and leisurely.

“Uncle, when can I go back?”

 “Do you miss Jiang Qin?”

 Feng Nanshu nodded slightly.

Feng Shihua looked at Qin Jingqiu: "Didn't your aunt borrow it for a week?"

 “Return it early so that it will be easier to borrow next time!”

 “Girl, you can really turn your elbows out.”

Feng Nanshu narrowed his eyes: "I will come to see my uncle and aunt next time."

After Qin Jingqiu finished chatting with the Southeast Asian foreign trade king, she couldn't help but come over and take a look at them: "You guys, just look at me toasting alone, and I'm sitting quite peacefully."

 “Wife, you know my temper, I don’t like this kind of situation.”

“Auntie, you know what I am afraid of.”

Qin Jingqiu pursed her lips and looked at the two of them with a slight smile on her lips: "You two really look like a father and daughter."

 She was actually quite surprised by Feng Nanshu's behavior these days. Although she was still used to facing others with a blank face, the tension in her eyes was obviously gone.

  I can still sit down even in such a crowded place, and I am obviously no longer afraid of society.

Jiang Qin really spent three years to accomplish what she had not been able to do for many years.

 In fact, there were many young men with very good family backgrounds at the entire birthday banquet. They were also very handsome. When they saw Feng Nanshu, their eyes lit up and they wanted to get to know them.

 But Qin Jingqiu didn't allow it, so these people had no choice but to give up.

 There is no other way, my daughter has a master.

As time went by, a banquet finally came to an end. Qin Jingqiu, who looked very glamorous on the surface, was a little tired and could not stand.

On the way back to Sheshan Manor, Feng Shihua pinched his wife's shoulders with great discernment.

 Feng Nanshu sat beside him blankly, studying seriously.

Soon, the driver drove to Sheshan Manor, but what surprised Qin Jingqiu was that when she walked in, three people were sitting in the living room.

 A tall, burly man wearing a black shirt was making tea.

 A woman wearing a white dress and fur draped over her shoulders, who looked well-kept.

 There is also a little boy sitting on the sofa, playing with a toy airplane in his hand.

 The man made tea, first brought a cup to the woman next to him, and then stretched out his hand to tease the little boy next to him, his smile full of kindness.

 “Brother? Why are you back?”

Feng Shihua was a little surprised and couldn't help but stop.

 “Come and celebrate my mother’s birthday.”

After Feng Shirong finished speaking, he turned to look at Feng Nanshu: "Nanshu, dad is back."

Feng Nanshu was silent for a while and then said: "Dad, mother." The woman who was called mother nodded slightly and showed a bright smile: "Nanshu, you are really getting more and more beautiful."

The little rich woman wrapped her right hand around her left forearm, stared blankly at the woman in the white dress, and subconsciously took a step back.

At this moment, Qin Jingqiu secretly frowned, her expression changing again and again.

This woman has been abroad since she gave birth to her child. She suddenly came back today. I don’t know what she is going to do again.

“Jingqiu, long time no see.”

 “Long time no see, Duan Ying.”

 “You should call me sister-in-law.”

Duan Ying held the fur on her shoulders with both hands and walked over on high heels: "After all, I am your eldest brother's wife and Nan Shu's mother."

Feng Shihua pulled his wife's sleeve, and then looked at Feng Shirong with a smile: "Brother, I haven't been back for a long time. Come to my study for a chat. Let's catch up on old times."

“Okay, I just have something to ask you for.”

　　　…”

Feng Shihua's study was on the second floor. The two brothers went up one after another, entered the door and sat down.

Feng Shihua boiled water to make tea, while Feng Shirong sat on the sofa. After a long silence, he said, "Did you take what I told you last year to heart?"

“Huh? You said my sister-in-law wants to eat lychees? Didn’t I send a batch over last year?”

“I’m not talking about this, it’s about Qin’s real estate.”

Hearing these words, Feng Shihua paused in his action of pouring tea, and then said calmly: "It's all his own business, it makes a difference who does it."

Feng Shirong frowned and looked at him: "If it's all the same, why did Qin Jingqiu establish Qin's Real Estate and consume so many resources of Feng Shi Real Estate in just a few years?"

“Fengshi Real Estate is too bloated. It wanted to touch every industry before and established a large number of useless departments. Jingqiu and I have discussed that the purpose of establishing Qinshi Real Estate is to move lightly and transform into the new commercial real estate field.”

“Okay, it’s okay to set up a new company, but why does this company end up with the surname Qin?”

Feng Shihua pushed the cup in front of his eldest brother: "It's just a name, is it that important?"

Feng Shirong stretched out his hand to block the tea cup: "Don't evade the important and take the easy. You just don't want to do business, you are not a fool!"

“Brother, back then you invested all your funds abroad and discussed leaving one person to take care of the domestic business. Jingqiu is more capable than me and is far more suitable than me. This was agreed upon by you and your father!”

“Agreeing doesn’t mean you have to change your surname. Look at the management of Qin’s Real Estate. They are all named Qin!”

Feng Shihua took a sip from the tea cup, and after a long while he quietly said: "How much money did you lose abroad?"

Feng Shirong was silent for a moment: "You don't need to worry about this, but what I mean is also what my father means. I know that you two have a good relationship as a couple, but Qin Jingqiu can't have a baby. Now all the people in the company are named Qin. In the future, Feng Shirong Whose property will it belong to? Aren’t you worried?”

Feng Shihua frowned: "We agreed not to discuss this kind of thing anymore."

Feng Shirong picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said nothing for a long time.

 Three minutes later, Feng Shirong got up and left the study and came to the living room.

Feng Shirong had already adjusted himself, came to the sofa, picked up his son, and carried him on his shoulders: "Let's go, daddy will take you to visit his hometown."

Duan Ying chuckled and hit him: "Slow down, don't drop your son!"

"I know, I know."

Feng Shirong bounced up twice, making the little boy giggle, and then like a loving father, he walked towards the door.

Just after taking a few steps, Feng Shirong was slightly startled, and then turned his head: "I almost forgot, Nan Shu, will you go back with us?"

　　　…”

Feng Shirong also has a villa in Sheshan Manor, not far next door. Although he only comes back occasionally during the Chinese New Year, it is not abandoned because there is a servant to take care of it.

 There was a report in the news that a rich man bought a villa everywhere but could not live in it, and ended up being used by a nanny and a housekeeper. In fact, the situation was similar to this.

Feng Nanshu followed the family of three silently into his "home" and sat on the sofa.

As soon as Feng Shirong entered, he stretched out and walked around. Duan Ying put her son on the sofa, whispered a few words, then stepped forward and hugged Feng Shirong.

At this time, the little boy turned to look at Feng Nanshu and looked her up and down.

 “Why did you come to my house?”

The little boy spoke American English, and his eyebrows knitted together as he spoke: "Don't you have a home of your own?"

 Feng Nanshu was silent for a second, and answered him in English: "Of course I...have a family."

 “Where is your home?”

“In Unit 502, Building 7, Hongrong Homes, Jinshan Street, Jeju City.”

　　"Then why don't you go back to your own home? What are you doing at my house?"

 The little boy plays with the toy car in his hand, demonstrating the right of children to speak freely.

Feng Nanshu quietly shrank his feet, pursed his lips and sat on the sofa without saying anything.

 Then she saw the little boy suddenly stand up from the sofa, run quickly towards Duan Ying, then put his arms around Feng Shirong's neck, and call him daddy affectionately.

From beginning to end, Feng Nanshu didn’t know his name, and her father didn’t seem to intend to tell her, as if it wasn’t important.

 (End of this chapter)