Xia Chuqibai was puzzled and wanted to call Wu Jie to ask about the situation. However, Wu Jie's phone number showed that it was always busy. Maybe Wu Jie was still busy with her clothes during fashion week!

She simply sat back in front of the computer, opened the web page and searched for the words "Mrs. Woodson and New York". Sure enough, there were many introductions.

Most of the web pages say that Mrs. Woodson is passionate about fashion and charity, etc., and that she also likes antique calligraphy and painting, and often spends a lot of money...

As for the name Woodson, it is famous in New York's Upper East Side. It should be said that it is one of the richest and most glorious financial tycoons on Wall Street today.

Although according to the information, Mrs. Woodson probably is not young, her figure is maintained in the photos of major events. Although she often wears sunglasses on her face, it can be seen that she is well maintained. At first glance, she is a noble lady who has lived a long life!

It may not be surprising that the wife of such a financial tycoon knows Feng Xun, but why did she invite herself to have dinner and talk to her about Feng Xun?

Thinking of the time and place agreed on the phone, Xia Chuqi raised his eyebrows. Anyway, it’s okay to stay in this Manhattan apartment. She might as well go to the appointment to see what Mrs. Woodson is selling for?

In the es restaurant, the arrogant officer took her directly to a rather hidden and quiet seat, where the woman wearing sunglasses was picking up a magazine and watching it seriously.

"Mrs. Woodson, the guest you are waiting for is here." The attendant changed his arrogant attitude when facing Mrs. Woodson and reminded respectfully.

"I understand, thank you!" Mrs. Woodson nodded, looked at Xia Chuqi in front of her through her sunglasses, raised her chin slightly, and said with a smile: "Sit down!"

Xia Chuqi sat down and met Mrs. Woodson in front of her, and ordered food. She opened the menu and looked at it. She found that the words on it were all French. She couldn't help but ask in surprise: "This is New York, why is the menu not in English but French?"

"This is a French restaurant, and the chef is three Michelin star!" Mrs. Woodson smiled faintly, and her voice sounded very elegant and gentle: "This is also the best French restaurant in New York!"

Xia Chuqi nodded in a clear understanding and was about to take a closer look at the menu. Mrs. Woodson in front of her had already helped her order several classic dishes in French.

"..." Xia Chuqi seemed to be able to feel the elegant-looking Mrs. Woodson's disdain for herself. After she finished speaking the dishes, she added with a smile to the waiter: "Please change the dessert after meals to roasted Camanber cheese and serve with Bordeaux wine, thank you!"

The waiter nodded and wrote down the menu to leave. Then Mrs. Woodson slowly took off her sunglasses and looked at Xia Chuqi with a little surprise: "So you can speak French?"

"It seems that I can't?" Xia Chuqi raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile. When Mrs. Woodson took off her sunglasses, she was shocked.

This Mrs. Woodson's face was beautiful, especially her eyes, which looked so similar to Feng Xun...

What is her relationship with Feng Xun? Why does her face look so similar to Feng Xun?

Seeing Xia Chuqi staring at her so straightforwardly, Mrs. Woodson smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said, "Why is Miss Xia looking at me like this?"

Only then did Xia Chuqi realize his behavior of looking at people in a daze. He seemed a little rude enough. He quickly smiled apologetically and explained: "I just think Mrs. Woodson looks younger and more beautiful than I thought!"

"Ms. Xia is very good at speaking. I'm not young anymore!" Woodson shook his head, gently stroked his wrist, and said with a slight slightest: "My daughter is as old as Miss Xia!"

"I really can't tell..." Xia Chuqi shrugged, held his cheek with one hand, and said thoughtfully: "I just think Mrs. Woodson's face looks a little familiar, a bit like the people I know!"

With some inquiry in her words, Mrs. Woodson couldn't hear it. The corners of her lips curled up slightly and said with a smile: "Is that right? Miss Xia should want to say that my face and Feng Xun are a bit similar?"

Xia Chuqi was stunned again. Unexpectedly, she would take the initiative to mention Feng Xun. After a brief surprise, she simply asked straight to the point: "So can Mrs. Woodson tell me what is your relationship with Feng Xun?"

"What? Didn't Feng Xun mention me to you?" This time it was Mrs. Woodson's turn to be a little surprised.

Seeing Xia Chuqi shook his head, Mrs. Woodson sighed lightly and said slowly: "It's not surprising. After all, we mother and son have not met for a long time. If it weren't for the New York Fashion Week this time, I wouldn't know that he had come to New York!"

The statement "mother and son" shocked Xia Chuqi's body suddenly, so Mrs. Woodson, who looks younger than her actual age and has a celebrity status, is Feng Xun's biological mother?

No wonder she thought that Mrs. Woodson looked similar to Feng Xun’s face, and the two even had almost the same eyes. No wonder Mrs. Woodson wanted to see her and said she wanted to talk to her about Feng Xun!

It turned out that she was Feng Xun's mother, and when she was walking the show, Feng Xun, who was sitting in the front row, probably had met his mother...

But Feng Xun never mentioned this to her!

Seeing Xia Chuqi's surprised gaze with a little confusion, Mrs. Woodson curled her lips slightly and said with a smile: "Yes, I am Feng Xun's mother. Since his father passed away, my relationship with him has become increasingly alienated..."

When she said this, her face showed a rather sad expression, as if she was sad about Feng’s death, and as if she was worried about her estrangement from Feng Xun!

If she hadn't seen Feng's father get sick with her own eyes, and hadn't heard about his mother's affairs from Feng Xun, maybe she would have been deceived by Feng Xun's mother, Mrs. Woodson, at this moment!

Xia Chuqi sneered in his heart, and his face remained calm. Yuqi said lightly: "Since Mrs. Woodson and Feng Xun have become distant, why do you come to me to talk to Feng Xun?"

"Because I was watching the show that day, I saw the interaction between you and my son with my own eyes!" Mrs. Woodson said this and sighed softly: "Feng Xun has always had emotional indifference, but he didn't expect that he finally got married!" "Who said that if he has emotional indifference, he can't have a girlfriend?" Xia Chuqi raised his eyebrows and asked with a funny look: "Does he have emotional indifference and always be single?"
Chapter completed!