Wen Qi was speechless, still feeling that this news was too cruel for the old man, but things had come to this point and no matter how much he said, it was useless.

Thinking back, it seems that Mr. Feng hasn't changed much in the past few days, and he doesn't seem to be that sad.

Wen Qi shook his head and sighed, Feng Xingzhi and Feng Hua were really failures, how disappointing it was.

In the evening, the Feng family kitchen prepared two large tables of New Year's Eve dinner, one for the Feng family and one for the aunts and chefs who stayed at the Feng family for the New Year. The two tables were placed side by side, and they ate together and watched the Spring Festival Gala.

The Spring Festival Gala is just so-so, there is nothing particularly new, it’s just for the sake of feeling. People’s complaints about the Gala are more interesting.

Everyone was toasting each other and the New Year's Eve dinner was very lively.

Wen Qi realized belatedly that his smile seemed to have never stopped and his face was almost stiff.

At almost twelve o'clock, Wen Qi received a New Year's greeting text message from Fan Xiaoling.

ling~: Fan Xiaoling and her whole family wish you a happy new year. May you have good health, good fortune, and a happy family in the new year...

I didn’t read the following Wen Qi, and I think sending group messages is insincere.

Just as I was about to put away my phone, Fan Xiaoling sent me another message.

ling~: Happy New Year, Qiqi! I wish you and Mr. Feng more and more sweetness! May you and your spouse love each other and have a baby soon!

Wen Qi smiled. This kid knew what she wanted to see, but she didn’t care about having a baby soon. She replied: Happy New Year. I hope you can become a master and stand on your own as soon as possible.

Fan Xiaoling quickly responded to her with a tearful emoticon.

Wen Qi was just about to give her some encouragement when Feng Ce next to her suddenly said, "It's time to count down."

Wen Qi looked up and their eyes met Feng Ce's, neither of them looked away.

On TV, the host began to count down, "Ten, nine, eight..."

Wen Qi and Feng Ce looked at each other with smiles in their eyes. When the host finished counting and the bell rang to signal the coming of the new year, they both curled their lips at almost the same time and said, "Happy New Year."

Feng Xiao hissed at the side: "My teeth are sore."

After being slapped on the back by old man Feng, the old man scolded him angrily: "You will be 26 after the Chinese New Year, how come you don't even have a girlfriend? I'll give you another six months. If you still can't find a girlfriend, then go on blind dates!"

Feng Xiao couldn't believe it, "Grandpa! I'm only 26, why should I be in such a hurry? My eldest brother got married at 28. You have to give me another two years, right?"

Old Master Feng slapped him again, "How dare you compete with your brother? Your brother was delayed because he was busy with work, and what about you? You have no work to do, and you just play all day long! Either find me a proper job, or find a girlfriend to marry and carry on the family line! It's your choice!"

Feng Xiaohu's body trembled, and he said with a smile: "What a coincidence, isn't it? I have recently started a serious business, which will be opened after the 15th. When the time comes, I would like to ask my sister-in-law to help me check the Feng Shui."

Hearing this, not only Mr. Feng, but Wen Qi and Feng Ce also looked over with surprise.

Feng Xiao felt embarrassed for no reason, touched his nose and said, "I like racing, so I opened a racing track. For now, I plan to only do racing and rent out the track. If there is a suitable opportunity in the future, I plan to set up my own racing team and hire racing drivers."

Old Master Feng didn’t understand this, so he looked at Feng Ce inquiringly.

Feng Ce said directly: "Show me the project plan tomorrow. If it's okay, Feng's can invest."

Feng Xiao was suddenly excited and nervous. "If I can really get investment, I can start looking for racing drivers." He said that finding the right opportunity actually means waiting until the budget is sufficient.

Feng Ce glanced at him coldly and said, "Don't be too happy too soon. If the plan fails and there is no investment, there is no need to open the racetrack."

Feng Xiao froze and stammered, "Should, yes..." He suddenly stood up, his eyes firm as he said, "I'll go sort out the information first and give it to you tomorrow morning."

Upon seeing this, Grandpa Feng and Feng Ce looked at each other and were both a little surprised. It was rare for this child to be so serious.

After the excitement, the aunts began to clean up the table.

Mr. Feng couldn't bear it any longer and went back to his room to rest.

Wen Qi and Feng Ce planned to go outside to set off fireworks.

They loaded five large boxes of fireworks that they had bought specially before the New Year into the car, and then they went to the observation deck at the top of the mountain together.

The observation deck is very large and there is no grass or trees around it, so it is relatively safe.

There are many styles of fireworks. Wen Qi planned to set them off from big to small, so he directly brought out the one-meter-long large fireworks.

Feng Ce lit a cigarette, smoked the butt until it was light, and placed it close to the firework's fuse. The fuse instantly ignited with a "hiss" sound.

Wen Qi didn't pay attention to the fireworks, but stared at Feng Ce in a daze. It seemed like the first time she saw Feng Ce smoking, and he was quite charming. He was different from usual, and had a bit of a cool and handsome vibe.

Feng Ce strode back and stood beside Wen Qi. He held her chin up with one hand and said with a smile, "Don't look at me, look at the fireworks."

Wen Qi was slightly embarrassed and did not dare to move.

“Swoosh~Bang!”

As the fireworks exploded, the dark sky was illuminated, colorful and beautiful, but unfortunately it was fleeting and could not be retained for long.

Thinking of this, Wen Qi suddenly took out his mobile phone and took several pictures of the fireworks.

After a while, the big fireworks were all set off.

"Too fast." Wen Qi muttered, "It's too troublesome to click one by one, I want continuous happiness." As she said that, she raised her hand, drew a ghost summoning talisman and slapped it into the void.

After a while, a monkey-like soul floated over and took over Feng Ce's job of lighting the fire.

Feng Ce expressed his doubt, "Can a monkey do it?"

Wen Qi smiled and said, "That's a mountain spirit, it just looks like a monkey."

The fireworks were arranged in a row, and the mountain elf followed Wen Qi's instructions and lit the next firework when the previous one was about to end. In this way, there were always fireworks in the sky, like a fireworks show arranged for itself.

As Feng Ce watched, his eyes unconsciously fell on Wen Qi's face. The flickering fireworks added a hazy beauty to Wen Qi, which looked a little unreal.

He subconsciously raised his hand and felt a delicate and cold feeling before he realized what he had done.

Wen Qi turned around to look at him, raised his eyebrows silently and asked.

Feng Ce smiled, raised his other hand, held her face with both hands and rubbed it, then leaned close to her ear and said, "Wen Qi, I like you."

Wen Qi's breath was choked, and her mind went blank. Was he confessed to? Was he confessed to by Feng Ce? She took a breath and suddenly felt a little annoyed - damn, I was beaten to it! Feng Ce stayed for two seconds before slowly leaving her ear.

He was also very nervous. It was the first time in his life that he confessed his feelings and he was afraid of being rejected. Although he was already 80% sure before he opened his mouth, now he had no confidence at all.

Feng Ce lowered his eyes slightly, moved his lips and was about to speak.

Wen Qi suddenly raised his hands, put his arms around his neck, and pulled hard.

The warmth and the cold collided unexpectedly.

(End of this chapter)