Fan Qi was deeply fond of a powerful figure from a Hong Kong novel—a man whose turbulent early life had shaped him into someone irresistibly charismatic.
But admiration was one thing. Fan Q...
An uneducated daughter?" Fan Qi turned and faced Liu Xiangnian.
It was just a little bit of a surprise just now. At this moment, Liu Xiangnian's heart was beating like a drum. He saw a necklace hanging around the girl's neck that he hadn't seen for decades. The owner of the necklace once took a photo with him wearing it, but the photo was in black and white, and the rich green and the circle of sparkle were gone from the photo.
He dreamed of seeing the necklace again, but was always afraid of seeing it and its owner again. Liu Xiangnian's hand trembled slightly as he held the cane. Why did this necklace appear on this young girl?
Fan Qi found that Mr. Liu had been staring at her necklace without even moving his eyes.
Chapter 22
◎Grandma has been dead for many years◎
Combining what Boss Zhu said just now with Liu Xiangnian's gaze, Fan Qi remembered the gossip about the Liu family that Sister Xiang had told him, that Liu Xiangnian's original wife was the eldest daughter of the Chen family in Shanghai.
She had never suspected anything before, because in the original owner's memory, Chen Zhiqian's grandmother died early, the Chen family hardly mentioned Chen Zhiqian's grandfather, and the original owner had never taken the initiative to learn about Chen Zhiqian's ancestors, so she knew very little. But Chen's father took his mother's surname, and Fan Qi knew that.
Now, considering that Chen Zhiqian asked her to wear this valuable necklace to the cocktail party, and Liu Xiangnian in front of her had this reaction, she already had an idea in her mind.
Damn it! This Chen Zhiqian is such a piece of shit. It turns out that he is not worried about her being looked down upon in such an occasion, but just wants her to show the necklace to his grandfather?
That's not right! Grandma Chen was displaced for the rest of her life and didn't have a good ending. If Dad Chen had stayed in Hong Kong, he would never have gone to the countryside, nor would he have come back. His hair is completely white, and he looks like he's in his fifties even though he's in his forties. All this is thanks to this old scumbag Liu Xiangnian.
Even though there were twenty-seven swords hanging over his head, Fan Qi was also a man with a temper. Chen Zhiqian, that bastard, actually wanted to recognize this old scum as his grandfather? Screw him.
The book didn't say how Chen Zhiqian got his start, could it be that he relied on this old scumbag with no moral integrity? This disgusted her.
Fan Qi continued to call out, "Mr. Liu."
"What are you going to do?" Mrs. Feng had already controlled his temper when Fan Qi called him dad. At this moment, he was calm and composed, as if he had not lost his composure in front of others just now.
Fan Qi looked at her as if she was a naughty child who had made trouble. "Your words and actions just now were extremely vulgar. If I didn't know that Mr. Liu was the initiator of today's charity reception, I would naturally think that the upper beam is crooked, which makes the lower beam crooked. You and your daughter must be of the same lineage. If charity does not have respect for others, then it is just a condescending charity. It is also an insult to the word charity. I don't believe that the initiator of this reception is also a narrow-minded, unethical, and dirty-mouthed person."
In Mrs. Feng's eyes, Fan Qi was just a woman who lived in pleasure. It was a great shame to be scolded by such a woman in such an occasion, with such eyes and such a tone. She stared with anger, and said, "What a joke! How can a northern girl who wears a two or three hundred yuan skirt, fake clothes, and makes a living by selling meat have the qualifications to judge me?"
"This dress is from WO's dress series. It has a neat cut, is comfortable to wear, and is made of very sophisticated materials. It's a cost-effective dress. WO is a brand that takes care of things." Fan Qi looked at Feng Xueming, "Mr. Feng, am I right about your brand?"
"You're trying to please Xueming by showing him your clothes? You still dare to say you have no ulterior motives?" Old Lady Liu said, "The girls from the mainland nowadays are really cunning and can turn black into white."
"Mrs. Liu, if you think your grandson is trying to get close to him by asking me to shoot an advertisement for his clothing brand, why don't you bind his feet, lock him up at home, and keep him from leaving the house?"
Hearing this, the people around laughed out loud, and Feng Xueming blushed: "Fan Qi, what are you talking about?"
Fan Qi said with a serious expression: "This is advice from the bottom of my heart. Do you think it's comfortable to have your mother and grandmother talk about the brand you have built with all your heart and soul so lightly?"