Qin Jingqiu looked down and saw that the WeChat messages on it were like writing a diary.
[In the Internet cafe, without eating, Yan Shuangying finished reading and didn’t know what to do. When will you come back? 】
[Still in the Internet cafe, I want to recruit their investment manager, and I have made an appointment to meet. The male manager is the same one who had dinner yesterday. 】
[We’re on the plane. We’ll arrive in about two hours. Let’s talk about it in Linchuan. 】
Feng Nanshu took the phone back and said softly: “No one would be afraid before, but now they are not so afraid.”
“No one wanted it before. My aunt wanted it, but she couldn’t get it.”
“I know, Auntie.”
“When you and Jiang Qin have a baby, you must love him well.”
Qin Jingqiu remembered what her niece said that Jiang Qin never wore it, so that didn’t mean he had it.
Then the rich ladies went back to the next door together. Looking at the table full of “dinner”, they felt like they didn’t know how to use their chopsticks.
Feng Shirong, in his villa, glanced at Duan Ying and his son, then looked at the direction his daughter was leaving, and suddenly became silent.
“What did you say to Feng Shihua before?”
“Talked about Feng Shi Real Estate.”
“As expected, my sister-in-law is really not a light-hearted person. She probably got angry just after listening to your brother’s words, and immediately used our daughter to demonstrate against you.”
Feng Shirong stood in front of the door with his hands in his pockets: “Don’t speculate on things without evidence.”
Duan Ying chuckled: “This is not groundless speculation. Think about it, isn’t it like her occupying Nanshu to occupy Fengshi Real Estate?”
“After all, she has no children, and she has raised Nan Shu for so many years.”
“I have raised Nan Shu for many years, but it turns out that I am not close to her at all. Being a stepmother is really difficult.”
Feng Shirong said nothing: “Shihua and I have made an appointment to see my mother together later. You can take your son out to eat tonight.”
Duan Ying hummed: “You go ahead. My son and I will wait for you at home after dinner. Don’t come back too late.”
“knew.”
Feng Shirong changed his clothes, stepped out of the villa, and saw Feng Shihua waiting at the door.
The two brothers went to Mrs. Feng’s place, but after Mrs. Feng’s condition became serious, she now only remembered Feng Shihua and not much about Feng Shirong. When she spoke, she felt like she was not right.
Therefore, the two brothers were still chatting.