Jiang Se rested her head on Pei Yi's shoulder. After drinking half a glass of wine, she already felt the energy coming up.
"Where's my phone?"
She murmured to herself, her breath brushing against Pei Yi's ears. Her cell phone was in the room upstairs. Although he didn't know why she brought up the phone, Pei Yi still carried her upstairs. The phone was on the cabinet next to the bed.
The lights were on in the room. She leaned against the head of the bed with her cell phone in her hand, motioning Pei Yi to lean over.
She was already a little drunk, her eyes were hazy, her cheeks were flushed, her breath smelled of wine, and her long legs were folded in the middle of the bed.
A large bunch of lilies on the soft quilt wrapped her up. She looked like an elf among the flowers, pure yet seductive.
"Ayi, come here."
She greeted softly. The curtains in the room were not closed. There was a large floor-to-ceiling window in her room, and transparent glass at the corners. Through the glass, you could see a large vineyard outside in the hazy night, and the bright moon in the sky.
The long sofa was placed by the window, several meters away from the bed.
He recalled the scene of her being drunk on her birthday a few years ago. He didn't dare to go over there. Instead, he sat down on the sofa after hearing her call:
"you say."
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse tonight, the night is extremely beautiful. The weather in Bordeaux is cool after nightfall, but he feels hot, with sweat coming out of his palms.
"Come here."
She struggled to sit up, frowning. She had lost all her rationality after being drunk. Pei Yi didn't want to see her unhappy, so after getting up, she stretched out her hand with the ring on it and waved to Pei Yi's hand with the ring on it. Pei Yi understood what she meant and stretched out his hand as well.
Jiang Se held his hand and took out his phone to take a picture.
In the photo, her fingers were long, slender and white, like green onions. His fingers had distinct joints, as if they contained endless power. He held Jiang Se's hand tightly without letting go.
Both of them wore rings on their ring fingers, and their happiness was obvious at a glance.
He understood Jiang Se's plan, and he didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved. After seeing her take the photo, he tried hard to hold back the dizziness and looked through his address book. Seeing her like this, Pei Yi hugged her in his arms and took the phone from her hand.
There was no technical skill in the photo she took, but in Pei Yi's eyes, it was really beautiful.
The two hands clasped together seemed to form a complete circle. His expression was gentle. He sent the photo to himself first, then he found Feng Zhongliang's address book, sent the photo to him, and then threw the phone away.
She raised her limp arms, and her eyes shone brighter than gems under the light.
Feng Zhongliang, who was far away in the imperial capital, had not slept yet. After washing up and changing into pajamas, he was surfing the Internet in the study, searching for news about Jiang Se.
This is something he often does recently, and he feels a little more at ease after watching it for a while.
When Xiao Liu brought in the sweet soup, he sighed, took out a coat and put it on Feng Zhongliang:
"Old man, it's time to go to bed."
It was already past two in the morning, and the old man still refused to go to bed. He had caught a cold and had been coughing badly. He had been feeling a little better in the past two days and should have taken good care of his health, but he was still stubborn and refused to listen to anyone's advice.
At this time, Xiao Liu remembered Jiang Se's good points. Feng Zhongliang had a stubborn personality, but sometimes Jiang Se would talk to him and he would always feel better.
Unfortunately, after Jiang Se left the capital for work last year, he went abroad at the beginning of the year and has not returned.
After Xiao Liu found out Jiang Zhiyuan's identity, he felt somewhat alienated when thinking of Jiang Se, and seldom took the initiative to mention Jiang Se in front of Feng Zhongliang to persuade him. The old man then became even more willful and acted completely according to his temper.
"The kitchen has prepared a syrup made from snow pears. The recipe was sent by Miss Seven. She cares about you and wanted to come and see you."
The 'Seventh Miss' that Xiao Liu mentioned was Feng Shiyong. She came to the imperial capital at the invitation of Feng Nan and had lived here for more than half a month. She had thought about coming to the Feng family mansion, but Feng Zhongliang had her asked to leave after learning that she was involved with Feng Nan. He only said that he liked quietness and asked her to have fun in the imperial capital by herself and not to disturb the old man's leisure. In a disguised way, he shut Feng Shiyong out.
As soon as Xiao Liu mentioned Feng Shiyong, Feng Zhongliang's brows furrowed, and his mood suddenly became a little bad:
"Care? I'm afraid she's just like her parents, calculating how much of my property she can get."
After Feng Shiyong arrived in the imperial capital, the first thing she did was to visit Feng Zhongliang at the Feng family mansion. She also asked about Jiang Se in a vague way and hinted to Feng Zhongliang that he was afraid that Jiang Se was trying to cheat him of his property.
How could Feng Zhongliang tolerate her asking these questions, and he immediately became impatient.
Not to mention that he now knows Jiang Se's true identity, even when he didn't know that she was Feng Nan, he actually planned to leave a portion of his property to her after he passed away.
Feng Shiyong's words touched his sore spot, and he pushed the person out with a sullen face.
He still has a lot of things on hand. Not to mention that he owns the majority of Zhongnan Industrial, his son only has a very small piece. He also has some other investments and a large number of stocks, antiques and other assets. His descendants are all keeping an eye on this.
"How could that be?" Xiao Liu heard the unhappiness in Feng Zhongliang's words, lowered his head, and looked a little uncomfortable.
In fact, the reason why Feng Shiyong said those words that day was because he had talked to Feng’s family because he was worried that Feng Zhongliang was deceived by Jiang Se.
He remembered that Feng Zhongliang had said that he would give Jiang Se some inheritance in the future. He was afraid that Jiang Se had ulterior motives, so he reminded the people in Hong Kong in advance, hoping that they would also persuade Feng Zhongliang.
But Feng Shiyong angered the old man as soon as she opened her mouth and was kicked out. She hasn't been able to set foot in the Feng house for half a month.
"Miss Seven is just concerned about you and worried about your health." As soon as Xiao Liu finished speaking, Feng Zhongliang coughed and looked at Xiao Liu for a long time, which made Xiao Liu feel creepy.
"Xiao Liu, you have been with me for many years and should know my character." He spoke slowly with a stern expression, making Xiao Liu a little uneasy.
"I'm not old and confused about some things, and I don't need anyone to remind me." He said with a double meaning, "I like quietness and don't like people who are too thoughtful. If you speak for her now, it proves that you are not wholeheartedly on my side. I have also thought it through. At my age, there is no future for me to follow her."
"Grandpa..." Before Feng Zhongliang finished speaking, Xiao Liu panicked and quickly squatted down. Just as he was about to speak, Feng Zhongliang didn't look at him:
"I will give you some money and send you back to Hong Kong. You can find someone who has a promising future and work for them."
"Old man!" Xiao Liu's eyes turned red. Feng Zhongliang spoke in a gentle tone, but he had been with Feng Zhongliang for many years and knew his character.
If he gets furious at this moment, it means that there is still room for improvement, but it will be just a lot of noise but little action.
But if he spoke softly and arranged his future, it proved that Feng Zhongliang had made up his mind. (To be continued)