Chapter 564 Dad, Mother

The birthday party for the old lady of the Feng family started five days ago, but the main theme was still business socializing, especially from the real estate field, investment community and foreign trade, and many people came.

Among them are bank presidents, telecommunications company executives, and some traditional manufacturing industry bosses.

Mrs. Feng is not in good health and it is difficult for her to meet guests.

Therefore, in recent days, it has been Feng Shihua and Qin Jingqiu who have been entertaining the guests.

The young rich woman always stayed by the old lady's side, and occasionally accompanied her uncle and aunt to meet some relatives.

Only after the banquet for guests was over did there come a moment of peace here.

The real birthday banquet with Mrs. Feng as the protagonist was held on the fourth day. Those who came to the banquet were very close relatives, as well as companies and leaders with whom we had very close cooperation.

Feng Nanshu sat next to his aunt, looking at those people in evening gowns toasting each other, with a slightly silly expression on his face.

In fact, she and the Feng family are a little incompatible.

Even the relatives who were invited to celebrate her birthday seemed strangers to her.

They are not even as friendly as the simply dressed uncle, aunt, aunt and aunt in Hongrong Home.

She could trot all the way to the third uncle's shop and shout, "Jiang Qin's family is here," but she couldn't say that she was the eldest daughter of the Feng family.

So she didn't know what to do, except eating and staring blankly by herself.

Some distant relatives of the Feng family are actually a little unfamiliar with Feng Nanshu.

When she was introduced as Feng Shirong's eldest daughter, everyone, whether relatives or friends, was stunned for a moment.

Then, although he was very friendly in words, he was muttering behind her back, saying that the eldest son of the Feng family only had one son.

In fact, this situation is not surprising.

It was because her "mother" protected her too well that outsiders knew about it.

In this way, no one would remember that the eldest son of the Feng family had a first wife.

Then the banquet officially began, and people came one after another to toast.

Feng Shihua's presence is relatively low, and most business and political figures do not look for him first, but Qin Jingqiu.

But Feng Shihua himself was not very interested in this kind of business social interaction. If someone came, he would chat for a while. If no one came, he would discuss Jiang Qin with Feng Nanshu. He was very calm and relaxed.

"Uncle, when can I go back?"

"Do you miss Jiang Qin?"

Feng Nanshu nodded slightly.

Feng Shihua looked at Qin Jingqiu: "Didn't your aunt borrow it for a week?"

"Return it early so it will be easier to borrow next time!"

"Girl, your elbows are really sticking out."

Feng Nanshu narrowed his eyes and said, "I will come to see my uncle and aunt next time."

Qin Jingqiu finished chatting with the Southeast Asian foreign trade king and couldn't help but come over to look at them: "You guys, I'm the only one toasting outside, sitting peacefully."

"Wife, you know my temper. I don't like this kind of occasion."

"Aunt, you know me. I have social phobia."

Qin Jingqiu pursed her lips and looked at the two of them, with a faint smile on her lips: "You two really look like father and daughter."

She was actually quite surprised at Feng Nanshu's performance over the past few days. Although he was still used to facing others with a blank expression, the tension in his eyes was obviously gone.

He can sit down even in a crowded occasion like this, which shows that he is no longer socially anxious.

Jiang Qin really took three years to accomplish something that she had not been able to do for many years.

In fact, there were many young masters with very good family backgrounds and good looks at the birthday party. When they saw Feng Nanshu, their eyes lit up and they wanted to get to know him.

But Qin Jingqiu didn't allow it, so these people had to give up.

There's nothing I can do, my daughter already has a boyfriend.

As time passed, the banquet finally ended. Qin Jingqiu, who looked extremely glamorous on the surface, was now too tired to stand.

On the way back to Sheshan Manor, Feng Shihua rubbed his wife's shoulders very considerately.

Feng Nanshu just sat there blankly, studying seriously.

Soon, the driver drove the car to Sheshan Manor, but what surprised Qin Jingqiu was that when she walked into the house, there were three people sitting in the living room.

A tall, burly man in a black shirt was making tea.

A woman wearing a white dress and fur on her shoulders, looking well-maintained.

There was also a little boy sitting on the sofa, playing with a toy airplane.

The man made tea and first handed a cup to the woman next to him. Then he reached out and teased the little boy next to him, his smile full of kindness.

"Brother? Why are you back?"

Feng Shihua was a little surprised and couldn't help but stop.

"Come and celebrate our mother's birthday."

After Feng Shirong finished speaking, he turned to look at Feng Nanshu: "Nanshu, Dad is back."

Feng Nanshu was silent for a while before speaking: "Dad, Mom."

The woman who was called mother nodded gently and smiled brightly: "Nan Shu, you are really getting more and more beautiful."

The rich young woman wrapped her left arm around her right hand, stared at the woman in the white dress, and subconsciously took a step back.

At this time, Qin Jingqiu frowned secretly, and his expression changed again and again.

This woman has been living abroad since she gave birth to a child and has never returned. She suddenly came back today. I wonder what trouble she is up to.

"Jingqiu, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Duan Ying."

"You should call me sister-in-law."

Duan Ying pulled the fur on her shoulders with both hands and walked over in high heels: "After all, I am your eldest brother's wife and Nan Shu's mother."

Feng Shihua pulled his wife's sleeve, then looked at Feng Shirong with a smile: "Brother, you haven't been back for a long time. Come to my study and chat for a while. Let's catch up."

"Okay, I have something to talk to you about."

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“…”

Feng Shihua's study was on the second floor. The two brothers went up one after the other and sat down in the middle of the room.

Feng Shihua boiled water to make tea, while Feng Shirong sat on the sofa. After a long silence, he said, "Did you take what I told you last year to heart?"

"Hmm? You said sister-in-law wanted to eat lychees? Didn't I have someone send a batch over last year?"

"I'm not talking about this, it's about Qin's Real Estate."

Hearing this, Feng Shihua paused for a moment while pouring the tea, and then said calmly: "They are all our own businesses, so it doesn't matter who does it."

Feng Shirong frowned and looked at him: "If they are all the same, why did Qin Jingqiu set up Qin's Real Estate and eat up so many resources of Fengshi Real Estate in just a few years?"

"Fengshi Real Estate is too bloated. It wanted to get involved in all industries before and established a large number of useless departments. Jingqiu and I have discussed that the purpose of establishing Qin's Real Estate is to lighten the load and transform into the new commercial real estate field."

"Okay, there's no problem with setting up a new company, but why did this company end up with the surname Qin?"

Feng Shihua pushed the cup in front of his eldest brother: "It's just a name, is it that important?"

Feng Shirong stretched out his hand to block the teacup: "Don't evade the main point, you just don't want to do business, you are not a fool!"

"Brother, you took all the funds to invest abroad and discussed leaving one person to manage the domestic business. Jingqiu is more capable than me and is far more suitable for me. This was agreed by you and father!"

"Agreeing doesn't mean you have to change your surname. Look at the management of Qin's Real Estate, they are all surnamed Qin!"

Feng Shihua took a sip from the teacup, and after a while he spoke quietly, "How much money did you lose overseas?"

Feng Shirong was silent for a moment: "You don't need to worry about this, but what I mean is also what my father means. I know that you two have a good relationship, but Qin Jingqiu can't have children. Now all the people in the company are surnamed Qin. Who will own Fengshi Real Estate in the future? Aren't you worried?"

Feng Shihua frowned: "We agreed not to discuss this matter anymore."

Feng Shirong picked up the teacup, took a sip, and remained silent for a long time.

Three minutes later, Feng Shirong got up and left the study and came to the living room.

Feng Shirong had adjusted his state. He came to the sofa, picked up his son, and carried him on his shoulders: "Come on, Dad will take you to visit my hometown."

Duan Ying laughed softly and hit him: "Slow down, don't let your son fall!"

"I know, I know."

Feng Shirong bounced up and down twice, making the little boy giggle, and then he walked out the door like a kind father.

After just a few steps, Feng Shirong was slightly stunned, then turned his head and said, "I almost forgot, Nan Shu will go back with us?"

“…”

Feng Shirong also has a villa in Sheshan Manor, not far away from next door. Although he only comes back occasionally during the Chinese New Year, it is not abandoned because there are servants to take care of it.

There was a report in the news about a wealthy man who bought villas everywhere but couldn't live in them all, so he ended up having his nanny and housekeeper enjoy his life. In fact, the situation is similar to this one.

Feng Nanshu followed the family of three silently, walked into their "old home", and sat on the sofa.

As soon as Feng Shirong came in, he stretched and walked around. Duan Ying put her son on the sofa, whispered a few words, then walked to the front and hugged Feng Shirong.

At this time, the little boy turned to look at Feng Nanshu and looked her up and down.

"Why did you come to my house?"

The little boy spoke in American English, frowning as he spoke: "Don't you have a home of your own?"

Feng Nanshu was silent for a second, then answered him in English: "Of course I have a home."

"Where is your home?"

"It's at Unit 1, Building 7, Hongrong Home, Jinshan Street, Jeju City, 502."

"Then why don't you go back to your own home? What are you doing at my house?"

The little boy fiddled with the toy car in his hand, demonstrating his right to speak without restraint.

Feng Nanshu quietly retracted her feet, pursed her lips and sat on the sofa without saying a word.

Then she saw the little boy suddenly stand up from the sofa, run quickly towards Duan Ying, put his arms around Feng Shirong's neck, and called him "Daddy" affectionately.

From beginning to end, Feng Nanshu didn't know what his name was, and her father didn't seem to intend to tell her, as if this matter was not important.

(End of this chapter)