After listening to Feng Qing’s words, Mr. Fang didn’t ask any more questions.
He has won Feng Qing’s trust now, but he can’t interfere too much in Feng Qing’s private affairs.
The main thing is that Feng Qing won’t go to Xiao and think about Young Master Qiao.
Mr. Fang carried Feng Qing back to the Feng family’s mansion. The butler came out of the house and saw that Feng Qing had returned. He greeted her with a smile on his face.
“Miss is back.”
Feng Qing opened the car door and got out of the car, and hummed, which was a response to the housekeeper.
She raised her feet and walked towards the main house, asking as she walked, “Is the master back?”
“The head of the family didn’t entertain at night, so he came back directly after get off work.”
The butler followed Feng Qing and answered Feng Qing’s questions as he walked, seeming to be respectful to Feng Qing.
But Feng Qing knew that the butler was the best at acting.
The housekeeper behaved well when her mother was home.
The one behind is standing on Feng Ruo’s side.
Feng Qing didn’t say anything else, and went straight into the room.
As soon as I walked to the door of the house, I heard everyone’s laughter.
When everyone saw that the person who came in was Feng Qing, the laughter stopped abruptly, and the smile on their faces also froze.
Feng Qing looked calm.
In addition to her family members sitting in the hall, there was also a strange man whom she had never seen before.
After the man saw her, his eyes wandered presumptuously on her body, and finally he looked quite satisfied.
Feng Qing guessed what was going on in her heart.
She walked over nonchalantly and said hello to her parents.
“Ah Qing is back. Your mother said you were going to discuss business tonight. I thought you would come back after midnight.”
The one who spoke was Zheng Hua.
He has always been unimpressed with Feng Qing, his biological daughter. Usually when he sees Feng Qing, his eyes are different from his eyes, and his nose is different from his nose, but tonight he has a pleasant face.
After Feng Qing greeted her parents, she found a seat and sat down on her own.
“I’ll come back when I’ve settled the business.”
“Does Dad want me to talk about business until midnight?”
Zheng Hua smiled: “Dad doesn’t care about the company’s affairs, but your mother usually needs to socialize, and when talking about business, she can’t come back very late.”