Feng Shirong frowned, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly said: “Uncle Gong, is Nan Shu in love?”
Uncle Gong sat up straight in an instant: “No, absolutely not. The eldest lady only makes good friends and never falls in love.”
“Does she have many friends?”
“There are quite a few. The eldest lady has many friends now. She is more cheerful than before and loves to laugh.”
“That’s good. With her character, it’s already good to make friends.”
Feng Shirong sighed and then raised his head: “By the way, Uncle Gong, you don’t have to go back in the near future, so you might as well be my driver. I just returned to China and I have a lot of things to deal with and a lot of places to go.”
Uncle Gong nodded: “Then when will you go to see the eldest lady?”
“I have just returned to China. I have a lot of things to deal with in the company. I can’t leave. Let’s wait until we find an opportunity later.”
“…”
After Feng Shirong finished speaking, he walked back, while Uncle Gong stood up and bowed. Looking at his back and then at the peerless son-in-law in his hand, he couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
He thought Feng Shirong would ask about Young Master Jiang, so he had prepared his words when he came, preparing to praise Young Master Jiang like a flower.
Noble conduct, lofty ambition, elegant taste, talent, all kinds of little words are given here.
But what Uncle Gong didn’t expect was that Feng Shirong didn’t ask at all. It seemed that he didn’t remember the eldest lady’s first good friend.
This is not surprising. After all, the uncle is too busy with business and is abroad. A friend of his daughter may not be of any importance to him.
only……
Sir, Master Jiang is really a peerless son-in-law.
At the same time, the son-in-law, who was of noble character, ambitious, elegant taste, and extremely talented, locked the balcony door and was humming “Don’t Pick Wild Flowers on the Roadside” while scrubbing his underwear.
Zhou Chao was so depressed that he wanted to pee his pants, so he knocked on the door and refused to answer. In the end, he had no choice but to run to Zhang Guangfa’s dormitory and pee.
At this time, Cao Guangyu had just returned from a romantic relationship with Ding Xue. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the balcony was locked, and his expression suddenly changed: “Lao Jiang, this dog coin, is doing laundry again?!”
“Well, I’ve been in there for an hour and they haven’t even opened the door to use the toilet.” Zhou Chao was about to cry but had no tears.
“An hour? Holy shit, my laundry detergent!”
Cao Guangyu put down his cell phone and rushed to the balcony, but the door opened just as he approached.
Jiang Qin’s hands were puckered with water, and the entire balcony was filled with the scent of kumquats: “Running so fast? Are you going to shit your pants?”
“You just pooped your pants, Lao Jiang, why do you wash clothes every day?”