"You can see Jiayi if you want, unless you walk over my dead body. Tell your mother that I will never have any ties with her in this life!" Feng Jin's voice was cold, but firm. "Don't think I don't know what you are up to, Chengjia! If you don't want to be carried out on a stretcher, get out of here right now! Get out!"
Even Gao Ziyin was frightened when he heard Feng Jin's voice.
Cheng Yan should have left.
"Come out for dinner!" Feng Jin said again.
Gao Zinyin was young after all, and even though she hadn't slept all night, she didn't feel any discomfort. Her makeup and everything else were no different from yesterday. She guessed that Feng Jin might be calling her, so she went out. Her aunt had already set the table and prepared to eat.
When Gao Zinyin stood up, he felt his legs were numb, but it was only a momentary numbness and he recovered immediately.
At the dinner table, Feng Jin didn't express any sympathy for Gao Ziyin. He just said, "There's a meeting tonight with distributors from various countries. You should prepare."
Gao Zhiyuan was eating and didn't say anything.
Gao Ziyin gradually felt that although Gao Zhiyuan was famous outside, Feng Jin had the final say at home.
Gao Zinyin felt like Cinderella, who was abused by her stepmother, and her father didn't care much about her, so he just allowed the abuse to continue.
Gao Ziyin didn't know what Feng Jin meant by "preparation", so after a day of work with his father, he came back in the evening, changed into his usual more formal clothes, and took out the GUCCI bag that Song Xun bought for him. This was Gao Ziyin's most expensive and formal bag.
When she walked out of the room, Feng Jinyu was already waiting on the sofa.
Gao Zinyin didn't know what material the clothes she was wearing were made of, but she felt that when Feng Jin stood there, she had a very noble aura, and everyone had to look up to her, like a goddess.
Gao Zinyin wondered, how could such a beautiful girl fall for a scumbag like Gao Zhiyuan back then?
Maybe it was because Gao Zhiyuan was good-looking and good at talking that he captured Feng Jin's heart. Rich girls all like this.
However, as the two got married for more years, Gao Zhiyuan's extravagant and dishonest style was gradually exposed. Later, Feng Jin learned that Gao Zhiyuan had a wife and a daughter. A natural-born girl like Feng Jin always had the upper hand at home. Now that she had Gao Zhiyuan's handle, she felt even more superior.
Anyway, during these days in France, the couple gave Gao Zinyin this impression: they treated each other with respect, and Gao Zhiyuan always tried to please Feng Jin.
Feng Jin glanced at Gao Ziyin and said, "Feng Zhiyuan, go buy a bag for your daughter someday."
Feng Zhiyuan glanced at Gao Ziyin and said, "Yes, why don't you go get Jiayi's clothes and bag first?"
After thinking for a while, he added, "No, Jiayi is shorter than you and she's not as slim."
Feng Jinjing returned to his room, took out a set of clothes and a bag, and said coldly, "These are mine. Take them. You don't have to return them."
Gao Zinyin then discovered that Feng Jin's figure was very similar to hers, both of them were tall and thin.
She wondered why her daughter didn't inherit her good figure.
After entering the room, Gao Zinyin discovered that the bags Feng Jin gave her were all Hermès, and the clothes were made of the kind of fabrics that were as light as gauze, but not revealing when worn.
The bag was the same brand that Jiang Yancheng had given her before. Gao Ziyin had checked it online. When she went to buy the fake bag, the customer also introduced Hermès to her in detail. So, she knew that what Feng Jin gave her was a Hermès Birkin bag. This bag must have cost at least 100,000 yuan. However, judging from Feng Jin's style, this bag must have cost 200,000 or 300,000 yuan.
So, her bag couldn't be fake, right? She wasn't going to attend a marketing conference, so she wouldn't deliberately give Gao Ziyin a fake bag to embarrass her, right? Was she just going to casually give someone a bag worth two or three hundred thousand yuan?
However, Gao Zinyin thought again, let's just force him to do something he is not prepared for.
Unexpectedly, this time it was Feng Jin and Gao Ziyin who went, but Gao Zhiyuan did not go.
Entering the gorgeous banquet hall, Gao Ziyin looked at the ceiling and the dazzling chandeliers with curiosity, and exclaimed "Wow" in his heart.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen the world? You're making a fool of yourself!" Feng Jin said disdainfully.
Gao Ziyin suppressed his curiosity and stopped looking around.
Her mind began to become hazy, and she vaguely remembered that once when she went out to eat with Jiang Yancheng, she also looked around.
Did he think she was petty and inexperienced at that time?
Thinking of this, Gao Ziyin blushed again.
She also felt that someone of his level would never be interested in her. Perhaps - he was just playing around.
If it were her, she wouldn't play with a woman who was so different from herself.
Gao Ziyin didn't understand French, although she had learned a few words from her father. But when she saw others holding up their wine glasses, she felt awkward and uneasy. She couldn't understand many of the words, but she vaguely heard a few words, and it seemed that "Rays Plant Essential Oil Mask" and "Awakening Skin Cream" were brands created by Feng Jin.
Gao Ziyin felt both respect and fear for this woman.
On the way back, the driver was driving in front, and Gao Zinyin and Feng Jin were in the car.
Feng Jin said, "Tell your father to sign you up for French lessons tomorrow. Don't embarrass yourself around me."
Gao Zinyin's face suddenly felt hot, she had embarrassed her.
After returning, Feng Jin went back to his room.
Gao Zinyin, on the other hand, felt guilty because of what happened today.
When Gao Zhiyuan walked in, he was holding a bamboo basket in his hand.
Gao Ziyin was puzzled and asked, "Dad, what is this?"
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