Conditions. Put yourself in my grandmother's shoes, think about it from her perspective, would she want Fan Yuan to stay in this world? You go ahead and do your work, and let me know when you've thought it over. "Chen Zhiqian hung up the phone.
Feng Xueming wanted to smash the phone, saying that he would not use it as a bargaining chip, but he had begged him to do so many things. Feng Xueming leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes. All he remembered were his childhood memories, when his parents quarreled. Fanyuan was his safe haven. As long as he sat in the yard, he could find fun in the tranquility of a curve, a flower, or a water feature.
Later, he visited the Yuan Building again, and at that time he decided to study architecture and follow in the footsteps of the elder.
Later, he heard her story from other people. He felt a little ashamed and regretful. If he had not returned to the mainland, could they have become relatives? Could he have seen her?
Now that she thought about it, how could she possibly be related to him? They, including her grandfather, were all the cuckoos that had taken over the magpie's nest. They had taken over her house, had children, and reproduced in it. She must have felt disgusted, right?
What's more, now we can't even pay the employees' salaries, let alone the payment for the goods. We might as well sell it!
Feng Xueming sighed. After all, this was Grandpa's property, so he had to get Grandpa's consent. He came in and sat down: "Grandpa, I called Chen Zhiqian. You know that these people in Gangcheng are trying to stay as far away from us as possible. The only one who can help me is Chen Zhiqian. He said that he wants Fanyuan, which is his grandmother's property, and he wants to buy it back."
Feng Xueming didn’t tell Chen Zhiqian that he wanted to demolish the house. If he had said so, my grandfather probably would never have sold it.
If I sell it to Zhiqian, I won’t be able to bury it in Fanyuan. He shook his hands, which were barely able to move, and couldn’t control his tears.
"Then what should I do? What do you want me to do?" Feng Xueming asked him, "You want to force me to come back and let Gong Dingbang do this. You want me to go to jail and end up shooting myself in the foot. Now I have to support this mess for you and take care of you. I'm already at my wit's end and am about to jump off the building! You're not even willing to sell a building. What do you want me to do?"
From that day on, Feng Xueming never mentioned this matter again. He ran between the hospital and Tianhe and stayed in the hospital at night.
During this period, Liu Qiaoyan and Liu Xueyi both replied that Liu Qiaoyan had already learned the exaggerated truth from her sisters.
Other wealthy real estate tycoons in Hong Kong had already heard some of the facts from Shengxiang’s boss, and by guessing, they had guessed pretty close.
Liu Qiaoyan hated her father for killing her mother. When she heard that her father wanted her son to go to jail, she sat by Liu Xiangnian's bed and thought about the fact that he wanted her to marry Feng Shichang. After scolding her, she told her son to take care of himself. There was no need to worry about Tianhe. Then she returned to Canada.
Liu Xueyi had studies to attend, so she came for two days and then went back to England.
Now it was just the two of them, the grandparents and the grandchildren. Feng Xueming didn't show up from morning till night. Liu Xiangnian stared at the door the whole time, unable to speak. He couldn't even ask the caretaker to call Xueming...
Chapter 131
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The more Liu Xiangnian thought about it, the more panicked he became. His daughter hated him for harming her mother, and his granddaughter came for two days but left with the excuse of going to school.
Only Xueming, even though he knew his plan, still stayed by his side and took over the Tianhe business. Xueming was busy these days. Seeing that he had lost weight and had dark circles under his eyes, Liu Xiangnian really regretted it. Why did he plot against his grandson? Among so many relatives, the only one who didn't seek his money and would never leave him was his grandson.
He kept staring at the door, and Feng Xueming came in with gauze wrapped on his arm.
He sat down with a tired look on his face: "Today someone went to the construction site to cause trouble and wanted to jump off the building. I went over, but the person didn't jump. Someone rushed over with a knife. The bodyguard didn't keep an eye on him and got stabbed. As things got too much, I arrived too late."
"The master refused to eat dinner today." The nurse said to Feng Xueming.
Feng Xueming rocked the bed. His hands were not convenient, so he asked the nurse to prop up the table. He took the food and fed Liu Xiangnian with his good hand: "How can you not eat dinner?"
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