An Tingyu followed Old Man Feng to the backyard garden and into the pavilion. They sat opposite each other until the maids served tea and set out snacks. Then Old Man Feng said, "Miss An, why are you returning home with my son today?"
Of course, Grandpa Feng knew that his son had been pursuing An Tingyu, but An Tingyu had always been a couple with Jing Aotian, and his son was just wishful thinking. But the situation now was a little different. It was rumored that An Tingyu and Jing Aotian had quarreled, and Jing Aotian had not been to the An Mansion for a long time.
At this time, An Tingyu came back with her son to eat, so he had to think about the reason behind this.
"Mr. Feng, what do you think I mean?" An Tingyu asked instead of answering. From the moment she met this old man, she knew that Mr. Feng was a shrewd man, so he would not eat this meal so confusedly. An Tingyu was not surprised at all by the question asked at this time.
Old Master Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "It seems intentional, yet it seems unintentional. Ever since you entered our Feng Mansion, my son has been very considerate to you, but you treat him nothing special, just like a friend. But if you say there is no difference, you came back with him, so I don't understand."
An Tingyu raised her lips and chuckled lightly, "Mr. Feng has a good eye and can see through it at a glance. In that case, I won't hide it. I am the helper your son called in, it's that simple."
"According to what you said, you really don't have that kind of intention towards my son? Is there something wrong with him?" This time, Mr. Feng was surprised.
The reason why Feng Mansion is called Feng Mansion is that there was no hereditary title in the past. Feng Beijian was able to become the prince because he earned it bit by bit with his own ability.
Although Feng Mansion is not as prosperous as Prince Jing's Mansion, and his son is not as handsome as Jing Aotian, he is still deeply in love with her. For her, his son has done many stupid things. How could An Tingyu look down on such a good man?
For this reason, Mr. Feng felt confused.
An Tingyu raised her eyebrows lazily, "Mr. Feng, do you want me to like him?"
"Of course not," Old Master Feng answered instinctively, but the next moment he realized he was being too blunt, so he changed his words: "I don't mean to say that Miss An is not good enough. On the contrary, Miss An is talented, beautiful, and capable. From the perspective of an elder and an outsider, I think Miss An is extremely noble. But from the perspective of a father, I don't want my son to have such a hard time on his love life. Do you understand what I mean tomorrow?"
Hearing this, An Tingyu smiled faintly and didn't say anything else.
In the business world or official circles, she should be the best, but for a woman, apart from her beauty, she has nothing that a woman should keep for her future husband. There are also rumors around her. Any man who is with her has to bear such pressure, so how could she not understand what Mr. Feng means!
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