Chapter 15 Twenty Years After Being Kidnapped
What Feng Wu wanted most was a will and company shares that his grandfather had left in a bank safe. In the novel, the original person never knew about this until his death.
Xie Dejun had been searching for this inheritance for twenty years, but Tang Qianqian later stumbled upon it while cleaning her apartment. Thanks to the Xie family's deliberate scheme, the original owner had no idea that the document he had signed and fingerprinted was actually a gratuitous property transfer agreement.
It is conceivable how foolish the original person must be to sign and seal the document without even reading its contents.
Fortunately, although this novel is a bit melodramatic, there is no plot where one needs to donate kidneys, livers, bone marrow, or hearts to relatives. Otherwise, with the original author's foolish nature, he would have been eaten to the bone by the Xie family.
After scanning the safe inside and out several times with his spiritual sense, he finally found the key to the bank safe in the interlayer of an inconspicuous jewelry box.
With the key, she can go to the guarantor trusted by the original person's grandfather and get the things that belonged to the original person.
But there is no need to rush, just take your time.
She has plenty of time to play with the Xie family!
However, Feng Wu declined the idea of such a pink princess room. It was hard enough for her to face the eye-catching pink all day long. Fortunately, this room could be left for her adopted daughter, so it was not a waste of Ms. Qiao Meijing's efforts.
As for Feng Wu, he found a guest room nearby to use as his bedroom.
The entire house had not been occupied for more than 20 years, and there was too much dust accumulated. Feng Wu directly took out his mobile phone and called the housekeeping service company.
The security guard enthusiastically handed her the phone number, saying it was the most professional housekeeping company in the industry.
Just one phone call and the housekeeping staff will be there within the hour.
Feng Wu found a bunch of room keys at the entrance door, gave one to the little girl, and told her to play with it while she went into the room and began to meditate and practice.
The doorbell rang rapidly...
Feng Wu took out his cell phone to check the time, and it was indeed less than an hour.
When Feng Wu walked into the living room, eight men and women in gray work clothes were standing at the entrance talking to Zhaodi.
Zhaodi knew that these people were housekeepers who came to help clean the house. When she found out, Zhaodi just thought they were nannies who came to help.
Seeing her mother coming out, the little girl immediately ran to Feng Wu happily, "Mom, these brothers and sisters said they are here to do house cleaning." It seems that she was too naive, and the nanny she thought was not what she thought at all.
Zhaodi, who once thought about going to the city to work as a nanny, felt that if she worked as a nanny, she would definitely not be able to meet such high standards.
Sure enough, her mother was right. If you can achieve the best in an industry, you will be the king!
Feng Wu gave a general explanation of the cleaning situation at home. Several people nodded from time to time to show that they understood. However, the house was very large, and the entire cleaning would take six or seven hours.
Feng Wu expressed his understanding.
I found a black lace dress for the little girl in the closet. It looked pretty good on the seventeen-year-old girl.
Feng Wu found a black mid-sleeved cheongsam that had not yet been untagged in the closet in the original body's mother's room. The collar, cuffs, and hem of the cheongsam were trimmed with white lace. It was just right for her to wear this dress to meet the original body's grandfather and mother.
Zhaodi changed her clothes and looked like a different person. Except for her face being a little tanned, her skin was very fair.
Zhaodi was amazed by her mother's outfit. She knew from childhood that her mother was a great beauty, but no matter how beautiful a woman is, she still needs decoration. Now this is what her mother should look like.
Feng Wu didn't think much of what she was wearing. She untied the girl's long braids on both sides, combed her hair into a neat bun, and found a crystal hairpin in her dressing table and pinned it in her hair.
Zhaodi really likes the other look of herself in the mirror. Her mother’s hands are so skillful.
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The cemetery is very large and the scenery looks beautiful. It is a Feng Shui treasure land.
The two got off the car at the gate of the cemetery, but it was raining at the cemetery. Feng Wu didn't have an umbrella, and he was shrouded in the misty autumn rain, like a black elf who had strayed into the human world.
The man whose soul was captivated by the beautiful scenery was now standing on the steps going down the mountain. Everything in the cemetery was blurred into a background in his eyes. His eyes and heart could only accommodate the black elf that unexpectedly broke into his sight.
The man's bony left hand tightly gripped the thin umbrella handle, his irregular heartbeat was thumping wildly, desperately wanting to jump out of his throat, jump into the man's arms, and then melt into his bones and blood.
I just wish I could do that!
For the rest of our lives, we will never be separated!
This surging feeling came so quickly and violently that the man was caught off guard and at a loss as to what to do.
The man's right hand, placed at his side, was clenched into a fist, his trimmed, round nails digging deep into his flesh. The pain sobered him up for a moment, and he desperately suppressed the urge to hug the elf in his arms, taking heavy steps down the last few steps.
Feng Wu was wearing a large black lace hat, and the black mesh hanging in front of the brim covered the upper half of Feng Wu's face.
The rain was light, but it would definitely soak the hair and clothes if it stayed wet for a long time. Feng Wu would not be foolish enough to get wet in the rain. The mother and daughter stood in the corridor at the entrance of the cemetery waiting for the rain to stop.
Feng Wu lowered his head to observe the ants moving, and suddenly felt a dark shadow falling in front of him. He subconsciously raised his eyes, and his gaze immediately met a pair of deep silver eyes.
Feng Wu: "..." His heart seemed to be suddenly clenched.
Feng Wu was shocked. What happened?
Why does my heart feel suffocated and painful the moment I see this person?
There is no such person in the original body's memory, right?
Feng Wu calmed down and asked, "Sir, is there something wrong?"
The man just stared at Feng Wu. He didn't know when the umbrella had tilted over his head. Hearing the sound of the woman's hands falling on a plate, the man shook his head belatedly, his silver pupils at a loss.
In the end, he just stupidly handed the umbrella in his hand to Feng Wu.
"It's raining and you don't have an umbrella. I'll give you mine." The man's voice was unexpectedly clear and gentle.
Feng Wu had a question mark face: "...Um, thank you."
The words I was going to say to refuse turned into thank you when I said them again.
Feng Wu blinked her somewhat flustered eyes gently, and her disobedient hand took the umbrella handle, and her fingertips accidentally brushed the back of the man's hand.
The man was only lightly touched, and goose bumps appeared on his arms hidden in his sleeves.
With Feng Wu's gaze firmly fixed on him, the man nervously introduced himself.
"My name is Fu Liumo, and I'm 34 years old." After a pause, his silver eyes flashed, "I'm unmarried and have never had a girlfriend." It's normal to introduce the name at the beginning, but it's too much to add personal comments at the end.
Fu Liumo: "..." He didn't know what he said and expressed his innocence.
Feng Wu: “…”
The man and woman, speechless and awkward, just stared at each other in the rain. Anyone who didn't know them would have thought they were a couple in love. That was until a black car slowly came into their sight.
"Master Wu." The driver ran out of the car and quickly opened the door for the boss.
Fu Liumo pursed his lips, a flicker of reluctance in his eyes. He coughed lightly and pretended to ask the driver, who still had the door open, "Lao Lin, do you still have my business card in the car?"
Old Lin glanced at the pretty woman holding a familiar umbrella, his shrewd eyes rolled around, and he quickly replied, "Yes, yes, Fifth Master, please wait a moment. I'll get it for you right away."
Fu Liumo swallowed his dry throat and handed the silver-gray business card with golden glitter to Feng Wu. "My phone number is on it. Remember to call me when you return the umbrella. I won't turn off my phone..."
Fu Liumo pursed his lips in distress. He didn't know what he said. He wondered if others would misunderstand him as being too stingy to even ask for an umbrella back. In his quick wit, he quickly found a way out for himself, "This umbrella is very meaningful to me. Sorry for the trouble."
Old Lin, who knew the truth and wanted to gossip with the master: "..."
No, this umbrella from Wu Ye was just a gift when I bought the car. The huge car logo is clearly printed on the umbrella!
Feng Wu took the business card and glanced at the three characters written in vigorous running script on it, and politely thanked him.
Since this umbrella is so important to him, I must return it.
The words had been spoken, and there seemed to be nothing more to talk about, so Fu Liumo nodded and turned around.
The long legs were put into the car, and Fu Liumo's eyes seemed to be glued, and he was reluctant to leave that figure.
"Let's go!"
Lao Lin paused, closed the car door gently, and was about to turn around when he heard the little girl who had been standing silently beside him shout crisply.
"mom!"
Old Lin, who was cracked on the spot, said: "..."
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