Chen Zhiqian looked at the person in front of him who was carrying the box for him and talking.
Why did she say this? Did she forget what she did in her past life? Did she forget that he had seen her and Feng Xueming kissing passionately?
"Fan Qi." Chen Zhiqian called her.
Fan Qi turned around and Chen Zhiqian walked up to her, took the cardboard box from her, looked down at her, and reminded her: "Do you know Feng Xueming's background?"
Fan Qi didn't know why Chen Zhiqian looked at her with such eyes that seemed to penetrate her heart. What did he want to express? Feng Xueming's background?
"Isn't Feng Xueming a rich boy? In fact, the Feng family is not very wealthy among the rich. His grandfather's family is very wealthy. I heard from Sister Xiang from our brokerage firm that his grandfather escaped here during the war and met a rich lady from Shanghai and married her. Later, the lady went to the mainland, the Pacific War broke out, the port city fell, and the two were separated until the lady came here again. His grandfather had married his grandmother and had his mother. In addition, his uncle and aunt had a car accident, and they left behind a daughter. So his grandfather seemed to have chosen him as the heir." Fan Qi looked up and asked, "Is that right?"
Chen Zhiqian listened to her talk for such a long time without any evasion in his eyes, which were still very clear and pure, as if he was just talking about other people's affairs and had nothing to do with her at all.
When did Fan Qi’s acting skills reach this level of perfection?
"yes."
Fan Qi and Chen Zhiqian entered the elevator together. Fan Qi knew Chen Zhiqian through the original owner's memory. Although he had no romantic feelings for the original owner, he had a brother-sister relationship with her. Even though he couldn't stand some of the original owner's behaviors, he took good care of her in life. He was also afraid that she would go astray, so he kept persuading her.
He has a cold face now, probably because he is worried that she will be played around by Feng Xueming, right?
"Don't worry! When he was negotiating the advertising contract with me the other day and wanted to give me an unreasonable salary, I knew he had ulterior motives. I asked for the salary according to the market valuation." Fan Qi rolled his eyes. "The day before yesterday, he sent flowers and gifts to the agency where his fiancée worked, and that agency is next to Yaohua, so I couldn't have been unaware of it. Today, he came over early in the morning to shoot an advertisement, stayed all day, and sent me back in the evening. It's hard to refuse on the spot, and he should back off after seeing you."
"Why?" Chen Zhiqian continued to ask.
"He's far worse looking than you. How could I possibly like him when I already have you?"
Fan Qi's words were unintentional, but Chen Zhiqian took them seriously. It was probably not because Fan Qi thought Feng Xueming was not as good-looking as herself, but because she knew that he was Liu Xiangnian's grandson.
So, she must think that she is the ultimate heir of Tianhe, and she puts all her thoughts on him?
"Really?" Chen Zhiqian smiled without commenting.
Fan Qi finally realized that there was something wrong with this laughter! The book said that this person was moody because he had experienced some things, but it didn't say that he was also moody when he was young.
The elevator reached the sixteenth floor. Fan Qi walked out first, followed by Chen Zhiqian.
She took out the key and opened the door. The room was too small. Fan Qi saw a few English revision manuals on the table. She walked over and held the manuals in her hands. "I'm sorry, I didn't clean it up properly when you were away for a few days."
Fan Qi carried the book into the room, found a canvas bag and stuffed it in. When she came out, Chen Zhiqian took a pot and boiled water. Fan Qi asked, "Didn't you eat?"
"No." Chen Zhiqian pointed to the cardboard box she had just mentioned, "What you want is inside."
"Huh?" Fan Qi was a little surprised. She opened the box and found several bottles wrapped in bubble plastic inside, three bottles each of fermented bean curd juice and fermented black bean paste.
Fan Qi smiled happily. Now, she could eat authentic twice-cooked pork.
Chen Zhiqian opened the suitcase and handed her a large bag: "Your mother asked me to bring this for you. There are also some Xiaoshan dried radishes in it."
Fan Qi had already opened the bag, which contained White Rabbit milk candies, small walnuts, and five-spice beans from Chenghuang Temple. Xiaoshan dried radish was packed in a pound.
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