Chapter 564 Dad, Mother

The birthday party for the old lady of the Feng family started five days ago, but the main theme was still business socializing, especially in the real estate field, investment community and foreign trade, and many people came.

Among them were bank presidents, senior executives of telecommunications companies, and some bigwigs in traditional manufacturing industries.

Old lady Feng is not in good health and it is difficult for her to meet guests.

Therefore, in recent days, it has been Feng Shihua and Qin Jingqiu who have been entertaining the guests.

The little rich woman has been accompanying the old lady, and occasionally accompanied her uncle and aunt to meet some relatives.

When the part of entertaining guests and friends is over, there is a moment of tranquility here.

The birthday party with old lady Feng as the protagonist was on the fourth day. Those who came to the banquet were very close relatives, as well as companies and leaders with very close cooperation.

Feng Nanshu sat next to her aunt, watching those people in evening gowns, toasting and exchanging cups, with a slightly silly expression.

In fact, she and the Feng family are a little out of tune.

Even the relatives who were invited to celebrate her birthday seemed very strange to her.

They were not as friendly as the three uncles, second grandmothers, sixth aunts, and third aunts in Hongrong Garden who were dressed simply.

She could trot all the way to the three uncles' shop and shout, "Jiang Qin's family is here," but she couldn't say that she was the eldest daughter of the Feng family.

So she didn't know what to do, except eating and being in a daze.

Some distant relatives of the Feng family were actually a little unfamiliar with Feng Nanshu.

When she was introduced as Feng Shirong's eldest daughter, everyone, whether relatives or friends, would be stunned for a moment.

Then they were so friendly, but they muttered behind their backs, "Doesn't the eldest son of the Feng family only have one son?"

In fact, this situation is not surprising.

It was the "mother" who protected her too well, and she was unknown to outsiders.

In this way, no one remembered that the eldest son of the Feng family had a first wife.

Then the banquet officially began, and people came and toasted everywhere.

Feng Shihua's presence is slightly low, and most business and political people look for Qin Jingqiu first, not him.

But Feng Shihua himself is not very interested in this kind of business social interaction. If someone comes, he will chat for a few more words. If no one comes, he will discuss Jiang Qin with Feng Nanshu, and he is calm and leisurely.

"Uncle, when can I go back?"

"Do you miss Jiang Qin?"

Feng Nanshu nodded gently.

Feng Shihua looked at Qin Jingqiu: "Didn't your aunt borrow it for a week?"

"Return it early so it'll be easier to borrow next time!"

"You girl, your elbows are really outward."

Feng Nanshu narrowed his eyes: "I will come to see my uncle and aunt next time."

Qin Jingqiu finished chatting with the Southeast Asian foreign trade king, and couldn't help but come over to look at them: "You guys, just look at me toasting outside, sitting peacefully."

"Wife, you know my temper, I don't like this kind of occasion."

"Aunt, you know me, I'm socially anxious."

Qin Jingqiu pursed her lips and looked at the two of them, with a faint smile on her lips: "You two really look like father and daughter."

She was actually quite surprised at Feng Nanshu's performance in the past few days. Although she was still used to facing others with a blank expression, the tension in her eyes was obviously gone.

Even in such a crowded occasion, she could sit down, obviously no longer socially anxious.

Jiang Qin really spent three years to do what she couldn't do for many years.

In fact, there were many young masters with good family backgrounds and handsome looks at the whole birthday banquet. When they saw Feng Nanshu, their eyes lit up and they wanted to meet him.

But Qin Jingqiu did not allow it, so these people had to give up.

There was no way, my daughter had a boyfriend.

As time went by, the banquet finally ended. Qin Jingqiu, who seemed very glamorous on the surface, was a little tired and could not stand.

On the way back to Sheshan Manor, Feng Shihua kneaded his wife's shoulders very considerately.

Feng Nanshu sat beside him blankly and studied hard.

Soon, the driver drove the car to Sheshan Manor, but what surprised Qin Jingqiu was that when she walked into the house, there were three people sitting in the living room.

A tall and burly man in a black shirt was making tea.

A woman in a white dress with fur on her shoulders, who looked well-maintained.

There was also a little boy sitting on the sofa, fiddling with a toy airplane in his hand.

The man made tea, served a cup to the woman next to him, and then reached out to tease the little boy next to him, with a smile full of kindness.

"Brother? Why are you back?"

Feng Shihua was a little surprised and couldn't help but stop.

"I came to celebrate my mother's birthday."

Feng Shirong finished speaking and turned to look at Feng Nanshu: "Nanshu, Dad is back."

Feng Nanshu was silent for a while and then said: "Dad, mother."

The woman who was called mother nodded gently and smiled brightly: "Nanshu, you are really getting more and more beautiful."

The little rich woman hugged her left arm with her right hand, stared at the woman in the white dress, and subconsciously took a step back.

At this time, Qin Jingqiu frowned secretly, and her expression changed again and again.

This woman has been abroad since she gave birth to a child and has not come back. Today she suddenly came back. I don't know what kind of moth she is going to do.

"Jingqiu, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Duan Ying."

"You should call me sister-in-law."

Duan Ying pulled the fur on her shoulders with both hands and walked over in high heels: "After all, I am your elder brother's wife and Nan Shu's mother."

Feng Shihua pulled his wife's sleeve, then looked at Feng Shirong with a smile: "Brother, you haven't been back for a long time. Come to my study and chat. Let's catch up."

"Okay, I just happen to have something to talk to you about."

"..."

Feng Shihua's study is on the second floor. The two brothers went up one after the other and sat down in the middle of the door.

Feng Shihua boiled water to make tea, while Feng Shirong sat on the sofa. After a long silence, he said, "Did you take what I told you last year to heart?"

"Huh? You said that sister-in-law wanted to eat lychees? Didn't I have someone send a batch over last year?"

"I'm not talking about that. It's about Qin's Real Estate."

Hearing this, Feng Shihua paused for a moment while pouring tea, and then said calmly, "They are all our own industries, and whoever does it will be different."

Feng Shirong frowned and looked at him, "If they are all the same, why did Qin Jingqiu set up Qin's Real Estate and eat up so many resources of Fengshi Real Estate in just a few years?"

"Fengshi Real Estate is too bloated. It wanted to touch all industries before and set up a large number of useless departments. Jingqiu and I have discussed that the purpose of setting up Qin's Real Estate is to lighten the load and transform into the new commercial real estate field."

"Okay, there is no problem in setting up a new company, but why did this company end up with the surname Qin?"

Feng Shihua pushed the cup in front of his eldest brother: "It's just a It's just a name, is it that important?"

Feng Shirong stretched out his hand to block the teacup: "Don't avoid the important point, you just don't want to do business, you are not a fool!"

"Brother, you took all the funds abroad to invest, and discussed leaving one person to manage the domestic business. Jingqiu is more capable than me and is far more suitable than me. This has been agreed by you and father!"

"Agreeing does not mean changing the surname. Look at the management of Qin Real Estate, all of them are surnamed Qin!"

Feng Shihua took a sip from the teacup, and after a long while, he spoke faintly: "How much money did you lose abroad?"

Feng Shirong was silent for a moment: "You don't need to worry about this, but what I mean is also what my father means. I know that you two have a good relationship, but Qin Jingqiu can't have children. Now the company is all surnamed Qin. Who will Fengshi Real Estate own in the future? Aren't you worried?"

Feng Shihua frowned: "We agreed not to discuss this kind of thing anymore."

Feng Shirong took the teacup, took a sip, and didn't speak for a long time.

Three minutes later, Feng Shirong got up and left the study room and came to the living room.

Feng Shirong had adjusted his state. He came to the sofa, picked up his son, and carried him on his shoulders: "Come on, Dad will take you to visit the old home."

Duan Ying chuckled and hit him: "Slow down, don't let your son fall!"

"I know, I know."

Feng Shirong bounced up twice, making the little boy laugh, and then walked out the door like a kind father.

Just after taking a few steps, Feng Shirong was slightly stunned, and then turned his head: "I almost forgot, Nanshu will go back with us?"

"..."

Feng Shirong also has a villa in Sheshan Manor, not far from next door. Although he only comes back occasionally during the Chinese New Year, it is not abandoned because there are servants to take care of it.

The news once reported that a rich man bought villas everywhere and couldn't live in them, and finally the nanny and housekeeper enjoyed them. In fact, the situation is similar to this.

Feng Nanshu followed the family of three silently, walked into the "hometown", and sat on the sofa.

Feng Shirong stretched as soon as he entered, and then walked around, while Duan Ying put his son on the sofa, whispered a few words, and then walked to the front and hugged Feng Shirong.

At this time, the little boy turned his head to look at Feng Nanshu, looking her up and down.

"Why did you come to my house?"

The little boy spoke in American English, and even frowned when he spoke: "Don't you have a home?"

Feng Nanshu was silent for a second, and answered him in English: "I... of course I have a home."

"Where is your home?"

"It's in Unit 502, Building 7, Hongrong Home, Jinshan Street, Jezhou City."

"Then why don't you go back to your own home, what are you doing at my house."

The little boy fiddled with the toy car in his hand, showing the right of children to speak without restraint.

Feng Nanshu quietly retracted his feet, pursed his lips and sat on the sofa without saying a word.

Then she saw the little boy suddenly stand up from the sofa, quickly run towards Duan Ying, and then reach out to hold Feng Shirong's neck, calling him daddy affectionately.

From beginning to end, Feng Nanshu didn't know what his name was, and his father didn't seem to plan to tell her, as if this matter was not important.