Chapter 589 Qin Jingqiu Divides Fengshi Real Estate

The temperature rises quickly after the arrival of spring. From cotton-padded clothes to coats, and then to sweatshirts, the clothes are getting thinner and thinner.

During this period of time, the cats and dogs in the school can no longer bear it, and they perform exciting shows anytime and anywhere.

For example, the most handsome tabby cat regularly appears on the path behind the maple forest, and changes three female companions in three days, making countless single dogs jealous.

And the good friend activity of Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu kissing each other every night has begun to consume more and more laundry detergent.

The main reason is that the little rich woman likes to stay in his arms, and she is always disobedient and rubs around.

Every time Jiang Qin "ruthlessly" spanks her butt, she will seriously admit that she is wrong, but she dares to do it again next time, and she is so naughty.

Then when it comes to midsummer, what should this friendship do?

Jiang Qin hugged Feng Nanshu, pinched her little butt and adjusted his posture slightly, and saw that she suddenly rose a little, and then kissed her breathlessly.

"If you do this again, I won't kiss you anymore."

"You said the same thing last time."

Feng Nanshu squinted her eyes and leaned on his arms, responding softly, her legs swaying, not afraid at all.

She knew that the big bear couldn't help but kiss her.

And his anger was fake anger, as long as she called her brother, he couldn't be fierce at all.

She used to be very timid, and didn't dare to be naughty, afraid of being hated, but she knew that no matter how naughty she was, Jiang Qin would always spoil her.

However, as Feng Nanshu locked the door on the balcony more and more frequently, several roommates who couldn't hold back began to find out the trick and began to pay close attention to her every night.

There were few courses in the senior year, and in addition to working part-time in a milk tea shop and writing novels online, the sugar-cracking family also had more time to eat sugar.

Then, she began to think about it.

"Why do you lock the balcony every day? It seemed to be like this before, but not so often."

"I guess, every time this sinful balcony is locked, there must be a little tiger drooling behind it..."

Wang Haini is experienced and knows a lot. She combined her own feelings and imagined Mr. Jiang after putting herself in Feng Nanshu's role.

Feeling a little hot, she came to a bold conclusion.

"What little tiger?"

"That little tiger."

Wang Haini stretched out her hand and pointed to the row of white girl-style pure cotton little tigers on the balcony clothesline.

Gao Wenhui was stunned for a long time before she reacted, and her eyes widened in disbelief: "Can this be called friendship? I bet, this is more exciting than cheating!"

"If Mr. Jiang says it's friendship, then it's friendship. After all, he's the toughest talker."

"Is it friendship 3.0?"

"It's still 2.0, but Nanshu may be too sensitive. It has something to do with her physique."

While talking, Feng Nanshu had already washed up, hung up the little tiger, and walked out of the balcony secretly, as if nothing had happened.

She wore a gray silk pajamas. Because the fabric was soft and draped well, it highlighted her exquisite and tight figure.

However, because her legs were too long, she was a rare tall girl, so the pajamas didn't reach the bottom, and a section of her white and tender ankles would be exposed.

Hui Huizi and Hai Wangni, who loved to eat sugar, leaned on the table, squinting their eyes, and their eyes followed her steps.

Aloof and cold goddess, beautiful lady, top white, rich and beautiful woman, Feng Nanshu had many labels in Linda, which flashed through their minds one by one at this moment, and finally all shattered, leaving only the title of sensitive and stupid.

Feng Nanshu was already feeling guilty, and halfway through the walk, he found that two roommates had been staring at him, so he instantly frightened his face.

"What are you looking at me for..."

"Look at you because you look good."

The little rich woman thought for a moment and said with a silly face: "I went shopping with Jiang Qin tonight. We didn't kiss."

Wang Haini retreated tactically: "Did we go to the Water Street?"

Gao Wenhui was stunned for a moment: "What is the Water Street?"

Feng Nanshu wanted to deduct Wang Haini's salary, but then he realized that she was not a sweet employee at all, so he turned to look at Gao Wenhui: "Wenhui, your bonus is gone."

"Hey, what does it have to do with me? I didn't understand the second half. Feng Nanshu, why are you getting worse and worse from your husband? I live on this little bonus!"

"Then you are not allowed to ask."

Feng Nanshu said seriously, and then heard the phone ring suddenly.

She reached out and picked it up from the table and found that it was her aunt calling.

During this period, her aunt often called him to ask if she had eaten and if she was happy, but Feng Nanshu was still somewhat restrained and forbearing in his feelings for her, as if he was afraid that some dependence would be abandoned after giving it away.

But Qin Jingqiu later found that whenever she mentioned Jiang Qin, she could hear her little niece talking non-stop.

So, with this bond, aunt often called Feng Nanshu to show concern for Jiang Qin, and their relationship became better and better.

This time was no exception, and Qin Jingqiu's opening remarks were to ask Jiang Qin.

"Is he busy recently?"

"A little busy, but we meet every day."

"Then you should persuade him not to be too tired, to take good care of his health, and money is something that can never be earned."

Feng Nanshu nodded gently: "Auntie too."

Qin Jingqiu felt warm in her heart: "Auntie will probably be much more relaxed in the future, but I don't know when I can have a baby to take care of."

Feng Nanshu narrowed his eyes, thinking that good friends seemed unable to have babies together.

But if his brother said yes, it seemed okay.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Jingqiu picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and looked at the yard next door.

Just this morning, Duan Ying came back from abroad with her son. She spent the whole morning tidying up, throwing away all the old furniture at home and replacing them with new ones. She even replaced the gate to the yard.

She came back first before Feng Shirong, so she should be regarded as taking the lead.

This also means that Big Brother and the others will be back soon.

In fact, Qin Jingqiu has been preparing for their return since the Spring Festival. During this period, she divided the assets of Qin's Real Estate and Fengshi Real Estate, and quickly realized the projects she invested through Hurricane Capital.

To ensure that all the years of hard work would not be in vain.

Among the Feng family, except for Feng Shihua, who likes to write and write, everyone else has great ambitions, otherwise they would not have spent so much time abroad.

If it is not divided clearly, Qin's real estate and those large and small investment projects may not be able to save it in the end.

The relationship between Feng Shihua and Feng Shirong is still very good, and the overt and covert competition is not considered.

But Feng Shihua had no interest in doing business. As a foreigner with a foreign surname and no children, Qin Jingqiu was definitely not qualified to continue to control these two companies in their eyes.

Fortunately, two years ago, Qin Jingqiu contacted Jiang Qin because of Feng Nanshu's emotional problems, and took the opportunity to invest in Wanzhong Group and became the third shareholder.

In the past two years, the two companies have been working together to develop residential complexes, so even if Qin Real Estate becomes independent from Feng Shi Real Estate, it will not be greatly constrained, but it will be a disguised reduction of burdens.

Only part of what she invested in the hurricane investment was indeed a pity.

However, there is no way around this.

But having said that, there is another thing Qin Jingqiu doesn't know, and that is that Feng Shirong and Duan Ying never seem to mention Jiang Qin.

Uncle Gong once said that the eldest brother knew about Jiang Qin's existence, but judging from the current situation, he didn't know much, or he didn't take it to heart if he did.

In fact, Qin Jingqiu's guess was good.

Feng Nanshu's life in China has always been managed by Duan Ying. Feng Shirong's understanding of his daughter basically came from the reports of Duan Ying's secretary.

When Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu met, the financial crisis abroad was very serious.

The Feng family's foreign investments were almost deteriorating, and Feng Shirong simply couldn't spare much energy to think about other things.

In addition, their child had just been born during that time, and his thoughts were not on his daughter.

Duan Ying told Feng Shirong that Nan Shu's mental condition had improved and he had made a new friend. The two often read together in the library.

Feng Shirong thought it was pretty good. At least her daughter could make friends, which meant that sending her back to Jeju for cultivation was effective.

It was Duan Ying's idea to send her back to Jeju, so this gratitude naturally fell on her.

As for Duan Ying, she didn't care about Feng Nanshu at all.

She had already given birth to a son for Feng Shirong. Mother was more valuable than son, so she no longer needed to use Feng Nanshu to continue to gain favor.

Therefore, Feng Nanshu's freedom after graduating from high school is partly thanks to Duan Ying having a child.

But neither of them knew until now whether Feng Nanshu was making friends, whether he picked up a gold mine on the roadside, or whether he was a gold mine who doted on her.

In the blink of an eye, at sunset, Feng Shihua, who had gone to the theater to rehearse a play, returned to the villa: "Jingqiu, is sister-in-law back?"

"Sister-in-law is not back, but a vixen is back."

"Why didn't you inform me?"

Qin Jingqiu glanced at him: "The person here is not evil, do I still have to go around to spread the word?"

Feng Shihua sighed: "We are still a family after all."

"You and them are a family, right? I'm not. Nan Shu, Jiang Qin, I, we are a family."

"Hey, you can't leave me behind!"

Qin Jingqiu stood up and took out a stack of documents from her bag: "Sign these, and I allow you and the three of us to be a family."

Feng Shihua took the document and glanced at it, his face changed slightly: "Are you going to break with them?"

"Qin's Real Estate was established by me. The investments mentioned in the document were also made from Qin's Real Estate's funds. I only take the part I should take."

"Jingqiu, think about it again."

Qin Jingqiu held his hand: "We can't think about it anymore. You don't want these properties to go to Duan Ying's son in the end, right? To be honest, I have no blood relationship with that little boy, but Nanshu is different. Nanshu is I raised her, she is my daughter.”

Feng Shihua was silent for a while, then gently held the pen under his wife's determined gaze.

(I’m sitting on your lap, rubbing my back and forth, begging for monthly tickets...)

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(Also, I recommend a friend’s new book, Wenhao 1978, Sitting and Watching Jingting, a very awesome author!)