Just drove away.
Liu Xueyi stamped her feet and turned into the bar angrily.
In the bar, Liao Yazhe asked Feng Xueming: "Really not pursuing her?"
"Why chase her? To encourage her arrogance?" Feng Xueming smoked a cigarette. "I hope she will give up when she sees the difficulty. Of course, if she doesn't give up, then I hope she can be more sensible."
"Brother!" Liu Xueyi came in angrily and stood beside Feng Xueming, "Sister Miao'er ran away because of you. Think about how to explain to Grandpa!"
Feng Xueming put out his cigarette and stood up: "Did you take her car?"
"Um."
"Okay, let me take you home!" Feng Xueming looked at Liu Xueyi with a little resentment.
He turned to Liao Yazhe and said helplessly: "That's it, we'll come out again in two days?"
"OK."
Hearing her cousin say this, Liu Xueyi felt a little guilty and lowered her head to go out with Feng Xueming.
Liao Yazhe watched the brother and sister leave, and had to admit that there was a reason why Feng Xueming was always successful among women. He knew exactly what strategy to use with which kind of woman. Who wouldn't be under his control and at his mercy?
No! There is also Fan Qi. Liao Yazhe raised the corner of his mouth. He wanted to see if Feng Xueming could take down Fan Qi as well.
Feng Xueming and his cousin got into the car. The 18-year-old girl pouted and said, "Cousin, Grandpa is really angry today. Didn't I tell you to ask Sister Miaoer out, but you forgot again?"
Feng Xueming was driving the car and chuckled, "Do you think my memory is so bad?"
"Did you do this on purpose?"
"Why are you hanging around Xu Miao'er?" Feng Xueming laughed, "I'm not marrying her, so she has nothing to do with you. If I marry her, you'll be her sister-in-law at most, and it's only reasonable for a sister-in-law to please a sister-in-law, so why would you need to hang around her? She brought you to me, but in the end she left you behind. You're not angry with her, but you're blaming me?"
"But?" Liu Xueyi was stuck when Feng Xueming said this, and felt that what her cousin said made a lot of sense.
The car drove up the mountain. This was the difference between the mountain and the foot of the mountain. There were thousands of lights at the foot of the mountain, while there were sparse and scattered single-family mansions on the mountain. Before we reached the door, the servant had already opened the gate, and the car drove in and parked in the parking space.
Feng Xueming looked up at the building built in the 1930s and 1940s. It was a Scandinavian design style that was popular in that era. It was simple and natural yet ingenious. Both the building's exterior and the courtyard design were unique, which was also the source of inspiration for him to establish WO.
Feng Xueming and Liu Xueyi walked into the house. The dark floors, intricate decorations and huge crystal chandeliers were a complete copy of the Louvre's grandeur, which made him feel bored. It was like Xu Miaoer having a beautiful face but wearing Chanel.
There was a pair of white-haired old people sitting on the sofa. The old man was thin, with sharp eyes, smoking a pipe, and the old lady was plump and round.
"Grandpa, grandma!"
The old lady stood up: "Where's Miao'er?"
"My sister was..." Liu Xueyi paused, "My sister found my brother, got angry and ran away. I chased her, but she refused to listen to my advice."
"Tsk..." The old lady frowned and turned to the old man and said, "The little girl from the Xu family has a bad temper. She gets angry over the smallest things."
Feng Xueming shrugged helplessly: "She has always been like this."
The old man looked at him and said in a deep voice: "Come up with me."
"good."
The grandfather and grandson went upstairs and entered the study. Feng Xueming closed the study door, sat down on the sofa, and looked at his grandfather. Although his grandfather maintained his original appearance after undergoing kidney cancer surgery, his pale complexion could not deceive anyone.
The old man looked at him and asked, "Don't you like Xu Miao'er?"
"In a family like ours, what's there to like or dislike? It's just that Xu Miaoer is too petty and can offend people with just a word. Do you think it's a good idea to marry a woman like this, grandpa?" Feng Xueming looked at the old man.
"There's nothing wrong with being a little stupid. If you're too smart, can you control yourself?" The old man stood up, smoking his pipe, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and looked at the bricks and stones, the grass and the trees under the light of the courtyard. The old man sighed: "When you are young, you find that the women who attract you are those who are elegant, have the same level of thinking as you, or even equal to you. Half of your life has passed, and you will find that there is nothing wrong with the other person being a little dull."
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