"Ayi is here. When will he return to the capital?"
When Feng Zhongliang saw Pei Yi, a smile appeared on his face, but he stood there without moving, which was not like his character.
Pei Yi is the apple of Mr. Pei's eye. Mr. Pei was his former superior. When he treated Pei Yi, even though Pei Yi was nominally his junior, he still maintained courtesy and respect towards Pei Yi and never behaved impolitely.
Jiang Se was a little worried, and Pei Yi nodded:
"I heard from grandpa last night that you fell, so I booked a flight to come back and see you."
When Feng Zhongliang heard him say this, the smile on his face froze.
If it was in the past, when Pei Yi still liked his granddaughter Feng Nan, Feng Zhongliang would not be surprised at all if he did such a thing.
But now, it is impossible for Feng Nan and Pei Yi to be together. His eyes fell on the tightly clasped hands of Pei Yi and Jiang Se. Pei Yi has made another choice. He recognized Jiang Se. At the beginning of the year, Pei Yi brought her back to Pei's house to meet his parents. It was obvious that he was serious.
In this case, Feng Zhongliang didn't understand why he took his fall so seriously.
He thought of Feng Nan now, sighed silently, and said reluctantly:
"It was just a small matter that alarmed the old leader."
"How can you say it's a small matter? Grandpa is very concerned about me. He knew I was coming this morning and asked me to tell you to get more rest."
Pei Yi held Jiang Se and smiled slightly:
"You and grandpa have a life-long friendship. Grandpa asked me to tell you that as time goes by, he doesn't have many old friends anymore. When you have time, please go to his house more often to sit with him, play chess and chat. He is lonely too."
Firm edges and corners have appeared on the boy's face. The arrogance between his brows has become much more restrained. The arrogance that used to appear on his face has now subsided a little, and his shoulders seem to have become broader. After not seeing him for a year, he has also grown taller, and is now taller and more handsome.
Feng Zhongliang was somewhat moved by his words. He lowered his head. Ever since Feng Nan and Zhao Junhan confirmed their relationship, he had less contact with the Pei family. Old Master Pei was using Pei Yi to remind him not to lose the friendship of life and death that they had shared because of some trivial matters between the younger generations.
"The old leader is right. Next time I have time, I will definitely visit the Pei family."
Feng Zhongliang agreed and called Pei Yi and the other man to go into the house.
He held the crutch with great force and his hands were trembling. After trying several times, he could not lift his feet.
But he had a stubborn personality. Xiao Liu, who was taking care of him not far away, wanted to help him, but he glared back at him. He took two steps and his face turned pale. It was so cold that sweat was pouring down his forehead.
Jiang Se suddenly reached out and supported him.
He frowned and struggled to pull his hand out of Jiang Se's hand, but he unexpectedly found that the girl held him very tightly. In front of Pei Yi, Pei Yi said nothing, and Feng Zhongliang could not frown and yell at Jiang Se to let go of her hand.
"I'm old and useless."
He chuckled twice and went into the house. The servants had already prepared tea and snacks.
The decoration of Feng's house is mainly in line with traditional Chinese style. The furniture and sofas are all made of thick solid wood. Even though they are covered with cushions, they are still not comfortable to sit on.
When Jiang Se came over, he picked up a pillow from the sofa and stuffed it into the spot where Feng Zhongliang usually sat. When he saw Jiang Se's action, he was stunned for a moment and his cheeks trembled.
A book written by Hou Xiling was lying upside down on the table, with a pair of reading glasses placed next to it. It was obvious that Feng Zhongliang was sitting here reading when the two of them came here earlier.
Jiang Se remembered that his grandfather didn't like reading these things before. He liked to grow flowers and plants. When he had nothing to do, he would play chess, do calligraphy, and occasionally read newspapers and magazines. They were not novels, but mainly current affairs news.
He sat down, and the servant brought tea. Pei Yi glanced at Jiang Se, then at Feng Zhongliang:
"I'm going to the bathroom."
This was not the first time he came to the Feng family. After Feng Zhongliang nodded, the atmosphere became a little awkward as soon as Pei Yi left.
Jiang Se sat on Feng Zhongliang's right side, staring at him. She knew that Pei Yi left to give her space to talk.
Feng Zhongliang found that Jiang Se had been staring at him intently. He remained calm at first, drank two sips of tea, and did not speak. After waiting for a while, Pei Yi did not come out. Jiang Se was still staring at him, so he frowned.
He still remembered Jiang Se. In fact, he had a very deep impression of her. Compared with when they met at the beginning of the year, she had not changed much and didn't talk much.
But she was still very puzzled about why Jiang Se always looked at her like this. She wondered if she knew that Pei Yi had liked her granddaughter before, and the two children were just being jealous of each other.
But after being stared at by Jiang Se for a while, Feng Zhongliang couldn't help it. Her gaze did not restrain at all, as if she was looking for something on him. If it weren't for the relationship between her and Pei Yi, he would have stood up and left long ago.
"What are you looking at?"
He put down the teacup. He originally thought that after he said that, the little girl would blush and restrain herself.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Se stood up, stepped in front of him, and lowered his head:
"I heard you fell and got hurt. Where did you fall?"
There was worry in her eyes. Feng Zhongliang didn't expect her to ask such a question. His expression eased a little. Although he didn't understand why Jiang Se was so concerned about his injury, he was not used to accepting the kindness of strangers, so he shook his head:
"Thank you for your concern, it's nothing serious..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Se had already squatted down beside him and reached out to touch his ankles and knees. She had just noticed that Feng Zhongliang's walking posture was not quite right. He was startled by Jiang Se's movements and instinctively wanted to hide:
"what you do?"
"I was just checking to see if your ankle was injured."
She noticed his previous walking posture, Feng Zhongliang reluctantly said:
"No."
She looked up and saw that the color of Feng Zhongliang's eyebrows seemed to be a little off. His eyes were full of wrinkles, his face was thin, and his brow bones were high. If you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't notice that there seemed to be a little bruise on his brow bones. She stood up and reached out to touch him. Feng Zhongliang obviously didn't expect her to do such a thing, and quickly stretched out his hand to block her. Jiang Se went to pull his hand:
"Let me see."
In front of the Feng family's servants, Feng Zhongliang didn't care about the principle of being a guest from afar. He blocked it twice, thinking that it was really inappropriate to tug at a young man like this. He immediately sank his face and scolded:
"That's ridiculous!"
Throughout his life, he was very powerful in the Feng family. When he was young, he was the mainstay of the family and the one who had the final say. (To be continued)