But on the other side. Accompanied by Shen Jian妮’s quick escape. When she reached the door, Xiao Liu was already gasping for breath in fear. With a pale face, Xiao Liu said, "Auntie, are you at ease now? Aren’t you done with this?" In just two days, she offended both the CEO’s mother and sister. What kind of troublesome celebrity was he following to cause such a mess? Xiao Liu tried to educate her. However, Shen Jian妮, after glancing back at the classroom and catching her breath, frowned more irritably, "Is this it? You wish." "What else do you want to do!" Xiao Liu was taken aback, feeling like his heart was going to jump out of his throat and shatter into dandruff. Shen Jian妮 pursed her lips in disdain, "At the very least, I have to push He Xiaoqi to suicidal despair, make her jump off a building." Looking at Xiao Liu’s wide-eyed shock, she said nothing more. Shen Jian妮 continued, "Mainly think about it, that bastard Qi Mo said I can bully any woman I like. Hey, clearly he can’t handle these women himself, is he counting on me to fix it? But the bastard, Auntie is helping him so much, yet he screws me over, if I keep listening to him, am I brain-damaged?" "So, hoping for Auntie to behave is impossible. This time I won’t tear down his entire harem team, let him understand those women he can’t handle, and he can’t handle me even more. If I don’t make his household chaos like never before, letting him know Auntie is not to be trifled with, Auntie wouldn’t be called Shen!" Shen Jian妮 spoke with a chilling confidence. Xiao Liu, trembling all over, instantly understood her purpose. Yet, how could she be so sure that Mr. He’s ’don’t cause any fatalities’ wasn’t meant to provoke her into making a bigger scene? Xiao Liu, shaking with embarrassment, couldn’t utter a word, pulled out a tissue to wipe his sweat, and got into the business car in despair. Shen Jian妮 followed behind, displeased, "Hey, Xiao Liu, why aren’t you answering me? You’re my manager, do you really feel at ease seeing me get sidelined ?" Xiao Liu looked up at the sky, tears brimming in his eyes. Grandma Shen, I’m afraid with all this trouble you’re stirring up, you might end up collapsing... The outskirts of the city. In the December weather’s embrace, the white snow descending upon the blackened gravestones added a solemn aura to the entire garden. A plot of significant size, taking up ten times the space of an ordinary grave. Gu Zixuan and Feng Chengjin stood quietly. In front of them, the tombstone was engraved with "Feng Shixing" and a black-and-white photo. Looking at those eyebrows, and then thinking of the one time she met Feng Jingguo. Gu Zixuan paused for a long time before slowly saying, "You look a lot like your grandfather..." Feng Chengjin tilted his head, glanced at her, and smiled softly, "More than one person has said that." The Feng siblings are all exceptionally good-looking, each one one in a million, but only Feng Chengjin looks remarkably like his grandfather, especially the eyes, almost exactly the same. People’s appearances will age, faces will develop wrinkles, muscles will show traces. But what remains unchanged in a lifetime are the eyes. The most striking resemblance between Feng Chengjin and Feng Shixing is their deep, reserved eyes, which upon closer inspection reveal a warmth within. Looking into those eyes, Gu Zixuan smiled faintly, "You must have been closest to your grandfather, right?" Feng Chengjin returned his gaze from his contemplation, raising an eyebrow, "What makes you say that?" Gu Zixuan pressed her lips together, "Usually, when someone introduces me to their family, they show me someone who is still alive, but you brought me here alone. That’s the first thing. Secondly, your elder brother is 47 this year, your father must be approaching 70. If you were closest to your father, wouldn’t you have returned home to fulfill filial duties by now? You wouldn’t dare to oppose him in everything, wait for eight years without getting married until you met me, buy your own villa instead of living in the family estate with your elder brothers and sisters, and of course, today, gradually surrounding your father to form a siege from afar." Listening to Gu Zixuan’s analysis, Feng Chengjin chuckled, eyes crinkling with amusement. Gu Zixuan continued, "Most importantly, you bought a villa on the outskirts of Pinghu District. The geographical location of Rong City means it’s closest to here starting from Pinghu. If I remember correctly, it’s about seventeen or eighteen kilometers from your villa, which is all National First-Class Highway, driving to work is even more convenient. You... probably bought it for the convenience of visiting your grandfather often, right?" Gu Zixuan’s analysis was simple, yet every word hit the mark. Feng Chengjin smiled at her cleverness, pausing briefly before nodding, "You’ve got most of it right, although I bought the villa before my grandfather passed away. Back then, I was stubborn and didn’t consider his age, and the family was pressuring me to marry quickly, so I moved out. Who expected..." Halfway through the sentence, Feng Chengjin paused, his gaze distant for a moment, then he smiled, "Later, I ended up living around here, visiting my grandpa whenever I had time. But yes, I was closest to my grandpa. When I was little, Dad was busy while Mom spent most of her time tutoring my older brother and sister’s studies. I was brought up by my grandpa." That explains why Feng Chengjin went to the trouble of bringing her here. Gu Zixuan looked at Feng Chengjin, whose gaze was far-off and unique, eyelashes trembling slightly. After a moment, Feng Chengjin smiled, looked towards the tombstone and said, "Zixuan, would you mind bowing?" Gu Zixuan was momentarily stunned, observing Feng Chengjin, who typically never forced anyone, yet today made a request that could be seen as both reasonable and unreasonable. However, Feng Chengjin was the first to bow, taking her hand, kneeling down on one knee beside her, "I’ll accompany you." Gu Zixuan looked at him a few times, unsure of what he was thinking. But considering their relationship, she didn’t oppose the suggestion. She nodded, smiled, and also knelt down. This obedience made Feng Chengjin, who hadn’t succeeded in getting Gu Zixuan to call him differently all day, lift the corners of his lips. He paused, glanced at the tombstone, his gaze distant, and then slowly bowed down to start kowtowing. Throughout this whole process, Gu Zixuan quietly accompanied him. The temperature in the mountain’s environment was much colder than in the city, with fine snowflakes drifting past them... It sketched a solemn yet beautiful picture. Gu Zixuan worshipped with great sincerity. Because this was Feng Chengjin’s most cherished relative. She could feel the deep longing Feng Chengjin had for the elderly person in the cemetery ever since he arrived. So she didn’t know exactly how she felt, perhaps she wanted to pay her respects to this person she never met, or maybe she just wanted to make Feng Chengjin feel a bit happier inside. She was obedient, and her heart was earnest. However, what she didn’t notice was that during her kneeling process. Feng Chengjin, who had stood up earlier, was quietly observing her with deep eyes. This complexity and remoteness were the kind Feng Chengjin had perhaps never shown in front of Gu Zixuan since she knew him. Especially when his gaze finally fell on the tombstone. The rich dark color was tinged with a hint of trembling restraint. ’Grandpa, I’m sorry.’ He mouthed the words silently... When returning, the temperature on the mountain was even cooler, and since it was after dusk, the sky was gradually turning dark. Feng Chengjin took off his jacket and draped it over Gu Zixuan. Before getting in the car, he carefully brushed off the dust from her knees, bit by bit. This tenderness along the way made the driver, Old Song, smile with squinted eyes. Gu Zixuan was a bit flushed too. Feng Chengjin, however, didn’t mind anything. Once in the car, he asked her, "What would you like for dinner?" Gu Zixuan: "Anything’s fine." Feng Chengjin looked at her and then curved his lips, "Then let’s not eat in the city, it’s a bit troublesome lately; I’ll cook for you at home." "Okay." Thinking of Feng Chengjin’s cooking skills, Gu Zixuan smiled and nestled into his embrace, saying, "Honestly, who did you learn cooking from? How is it so delicious?" Upon hearing the compliment, Feng Chengjin chuckled and turned away, initially wanting to say, ’A single old man has to find something to do when home all day, right?’ However, his eyes shifted slightly, and he changed his tone, "Does it taste better than your Brother Yu’s?" Gu Zixuan was taken aback, unexpectedly overwhelmed by the long-hidden, fermented jealousy that made her teeth grit a little, leaving her with mixed emotions. She nodded, being truthful, "Your cooking styles are different; he cooks more Chinese dishes, but overall, yours are a bit tastier." Gu Zixuan thought she had given Feng Chengjin quite a bit of credit with her words. Unexpectedly, Feng Chengjin looked at her for a moment with deep dark eyes, then said to the driver, Old Song, "Don’t head to the villa, let’s go to the fresh market first." Hm? Driver Old Song also paused, "Sir, you’re going to..." "To buy some ingredients for Chinese dishes." Upon hearing this, Driver Old Song, who had been listening to their conversation, couldn’t help but burst into laughter, his shoulders shaking, "Alright." Gu Zixuan was also stunned, looking at the man resting his chin on his hand, gazing quietly out the window. After a long while, she could only squeeze out a sentence from her trembling heart. This childish yet domineering old man... Amused, Gu Zixuan sat up, trying to free her waist from his embrace. But unexpectedly, before she could move, Feng Chengjin’s long arms grabbed her again, holding her tightly in his embrace. Latest content published on novel⸺fire.net Inhale deeply, and all she could smell was the pleasant aroma on his shirt. Looking at the man who gave her a sense of complete security, Gu Zixuan smiled and ultimately nestled peacefully...