Many people in the community were greeting my daughter, asking her when she would have a holiday, and asking her to eat peanuts and dumplings…
The daughter raised her hand to greet them, and the bracelet on her hand was shaking.
“Do you like wearing bracelets? The quality of this one is a bit poor, and it is not worthy of your status as Mrs. Jiang. I will ask stepmother You to choose a good imperial green one for you in a while, and wear it when you go out with Jiang Qin in the future.”
“This is Jiang Qin’s family heirloom.”
“…”
From the door of the unit building to the main entrance of the community, the father and daughter looked like strangers.
Feng Shirong was not a fool. In fact, during his return to China, he gradually began to understand that his daughter might not have been so happy when she was under Duan Ying’s care.
Otherwise, the Linchuan Business Gang would not completely reject cooperation with Joy City.
Jiang Qin would not turn around and directly snipe away the meal.
But life is not a TV series. For him, the world has never been black and white.
It is impossible for a person to know nothing before, but suddenly after knowing it, he will jump out to seek justice, and then get a happy ending.
Andy is now so old that he is his only son, and he and Duan Ying also have feelings for each other. So what if he asks clearly?
Do you want to divorce Duan Ying and let Andy become a motherless child again?
So he kept pretending not to know, never asked Feng Nanshu about his mood, and never delved into what had happened before.
For him, the best solution is for everyone to tacitly pretend to forget what happened, get back together, reunite as a family, and never mention it again.
He will work hard to make up for his daughter, make up for what was owed to him before, and even give more than what was owed to him.
However, Feng Nanshu didn’t say much to him on the way to send him away. He didn’t even say “My stepmother has treated me badly, and I hope my father will seek justice.”
Her little head didn’t even have much memory to think about what happened back then, because it was full of big bears running around.
“Your father is really nothing.”
“?”
Feng Nanshu had just finished reading the report, feeling a little sleepy, and then heard Gao Wenhui complain.
She was sitting on Feng Nanshu’s bed, crossing her legs and feeling very angry.
She felt that Feng Shirong’s attitude was like that of the emperor in a novel. After wrongly killing a loyal minister, he knew it but pretended not to know.
“Nan Shu, where should we go to play tomorrow?”