Xia's father sighed and said with some insight: "So, my daughter Xiaoqi refused the marriage I arranged for her and insisted on being with Feng Xun. I was rejected from the bottom of my heart! My daughter has lost her mother since she was a child. I hope she can live a stable and simple life in the future, rather than being involved in the struggles and conspiracies of wealthy families..." "Sorry!"

Feng's father sighed lowly and replied helplessly: "I also hope that our Feng family can be simpler, but the development of the family and the various industrial equity under his name are destined to be unable to calm down like this!"

He said this, paused and said in a deep voice: "But you have also seen that Feng Xun, as the heir to our Feng family, has managed the entire Feng family very well. He is very powerful and will not let those internal fights hurt your daughter Xiaoqi!"

"Feng Xun is indeed an excellent junior!"

Xia’s father nodded slightly, without any concealing his appreciation for Feng Xun, and said with a low smile: “Xiaoqi is a casual personality. Only when she is with Feng Xun can she find the direction of her own life. I want to thank Feng Xun for this!”

Hearing Xia’s father say this, Feng’s heart fell to the ground, and a smile slowly appeared on his face. He asked Xia’s father, “So you won’t blame him again for this matter, right?”

"I'm so angry that they're just the concealment of me by these two children!"

Xia’s father shook his head and sighed in a low voice: “Who did my wife kill? I have seen it with my own eyes in the Hague court. The one who was tried in court was the culprit who killed Feng Xun that year and killed my wife! But I didn’t expect that Xiaoqi and Feng Xun were unwilling to tell me the whole story. In the end, I would have to learn some details of that year from the murderer…” “I think the children must have their own considerations. If I hadn’t been taken back by them this time, I would have been kept in the dark!”

Feng's father couldn't help but smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and whispered: "Maybe they don't want us to worry. For example, this time, Feng Xun didn't even tell me the injury, but I forced him to ask..." "Sometimes they are really too sensible, like to keep everything in their hearts, and are unwilling to say more to us. Maybe they think we are old!"

When Mr. Xia said this, he gently shook the teacup in his hand, and quipped with a low smile: "Maybe we are really old!"

"Not!"

Feng's father nodded slightly and looked at each other with Xia's father and smiled. The two of them felt like they were in the same condition.

The two old men became happier and happier. Xia's father even took the initiative to invite Feng's father to stay and have lunch together. Feng's father nodded happily and agreed to Xia's father's invitation with a smile.

Mr. Chen, the butler who was worried that the two of them would have an unhappy chat, felt that they were so happy that the master, who had been depressed, breathed a sigh of relief because he had the company of his in-laws.

After lunch, Feng's father accompanied by Xia's father, he visited the old house of the Xia family and played chess together. Before he knew it, time passed.

Seeing that Xia’s father was about to have a lunch break, Feng’s father did not disturb him anymore and bowed to Xia’s father to say goodbye.

"You come from afar, maybe stay in my old house for a few more days. Anyway, the houses in the old house are empty. My children are usually busy with work and rarely come back, so you don't have to worry about disturbing anyone!"

Xia's father suggested with a smile, and the butler Chen, who was standing by, nodded and smiled: "Yes, Mr. Feng, it's rare that our master is chatting with you so happily. I think you might as well stay here for a few days..." Before Feng's father could not answer, the bodyguard not far away couldn't help but cough, took the initiative to step forward, and spoke respectfully to Xia's father: "Old Xia, I'm sorry, we Mr. Feng still have something to do, and we may not be able to live here for more!"

"Yeah?"

Xia's father looked at Feng's father in surprise, not understanding what else could he have to do when he came to this city just now! "Yes, I have to visit a few old friends, and they all have set a date, so I'm sorry!"

Feng's father nodded, apologized to Xia's father, and said, "I will definitely come back to visit when I have time!"

Seeing Feng's father say this, Xia's father did not force him to stay. He smiled and agreed, asking the butler Uncle Chen to personally take them out of the Xia family's old house.

In the living room, Xia's father was watching the gifts presented to him seriously. When he heard the footsteps of the butler Uncle Chen coming back, he did not raise his head, but asked casually: "Have you sent it away?"

"Yeah, I've sent it away!"

The butler Chen Bo nodded, his eyes fell on the gift on the table, and he couldn't help but walk two steps closer, looking at the jade sculpture in front of him and exclaimed in a low voice: "What a great carving worker, this is probably the hand of the jade carving master!"

"I am really sorry for such a big deal!"

Xia's father sighed softly. In fact, he had guessed that Feng Xun's father brought a gift to "apologize". The gift must be valuable, but he could not refuse.

Because Feng Xun's father did come with sincerity and guilt, Qingqing saved Feng Xun with his own life. Such guilt is probably no matter how valuable the gift is, it cannot be compensated for Feng Xun's father... "Master, I think this old Mr. Feng has a good conversation..." Uncle Chen, the housekeeper, praised this.

"Yes, I am worthy of Feng Xun's biological father, and I have the style of aristocratic family. Feng Xun's mother is not worthy of him at all. No wonder his marriage is ruined!"

Father Xia nodded slightly and sighed in a low voice.

"I see that Mr. Feng is sober and doesn't look like he is sick as the legendary one..." The housekeeper Chen pointed to his brain and said in a low voice.

"Sometimes, the rumors are probably terrible, and more importantly, he can be cured slowly if he has such a state of mind!"

Xia's father smiled dissatisfiedly and said to the butler Uncle Chen: "Okay, Old Chen, put the gifts in my study, and I should go for lunch!"

He yawned and slowly went upstairs. The butler Chen also nodded respectfully, summoned several servants, put the gift box back, and carefully carried it into Xia's father's study.

In the car with the family emblem sealed, Feng's father sat in the back seat of the car, looking thoughtfully at the two bodyguards who were always with him, and one of them was guarding him, and said in a faint tone: "I know, Feng Xun told you not to stay in the old Xia family house for the night, right?"

The two bodyguards glanced at each other, but no one answered.

Feng's father's eyes fell on the guardian, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then you answer me!"

"Old Feng, Mr. Feng is also for your own good..." the guardian replied in a low voice.

"I'm afraid that I'll get sick, so I'll scare Mr. Xia?"
Chapter completed!