In the restaurant, Feng Yunxiang and Hua Jin haven't come back yet.
He Ling glanced at the news about work that Li Tezhu sent him, and then paid attention to the movement in the study.
The silver table knife in his hand turned quickly, and the silver reflected the lights everywhere, with dazzling light and shadow.
Just then, footsteps came from the direction of the stairs.
Hearing the sound, it was still the footsteps of two people.
He Ling heard a young girl's voice, "Aunt Lu, who is here? Who did mother ask out?"
Feng Yunlu is not very clear either, usually Feng Yunlu reports to Feng Yunxiang, not the other way around.
Feng Qing wore beautiful clothes and walked down the stairs.
Although she still needs to learn in Qingshui City, Feng Qing took a leave of absence for a period of time because of the perfume launch event she cooperated with a luxury brand, and returned to City B to focus on her work. Side studies are not very important to her.
Even recently, I have the idea of ??wanting to transfer back to another school.
At that time, I transferred to No. 6 Middle School because He Ling was there.
Recently He Ling resigned from No. 6 Middle School and returned to City B. Although Feng Qing didn't know why, He Ling hadn't been to the He Group for a long time, so he didn't know what he was busy with during this time.
When she was thinking this way, she accidentally raised her head, and saw the lingering figure sitting in the dining room. The pure white casual clothes made him look a lot more approachable, but his face was still so handsome.
"Master He! Why are you here?!"
Feng Qing yelled in surprise, like a butterfly, his footsteps when he ran to the restaurant were much lighter.
Feng Yunlu, who was walking behind her, was also taken aback.
The general manager of He's is very famous, she naturally knows it.
Unexpectedly, my sister invited He Ling to my house as a guest.
If he boarded the big ship of the He family, then the decline of the Feng family in recent years would definitely be reversed in an instant.
It doesn't even matter if Baihuasha is found or not.
Perhaps the Feng family will be able to rely on the big tree of the He family to complete a major transformation and get rid of their dependence on Baihuasha.
He Ling looked at Feng Qing who was flying over, and immediately remembered her name.
This is thanks to Feng Qing's crazy presence around him in recent days. First, he gave him perfume, and then was mentioned by Mrs. He in various ways.
Always instilled in him that if Hua Jin refused, then Feng Qing would be his backup tire.
No matter how many times He Ling told Mrs. He that he didn't need a spare tire at all, even if he was single for the rest of his life, it was impossible to live with a woman he didn't love for the rest of his life.
However, Mrs. He's stubbornness is not ordinary, and she still perseveres in mentioning in front of He Ling how obedient and good this girl Feng Qing is.
"Master He, why did you come to Feng's house? Is there any cooperation? Or"
Feng Qing never thought that He Ling would sit in Feng's restaurant one day.
It had been a long time since he had spoken to or met He Ling, and Feng Qing suddenly became excited, wishing he could hold He Ling and talk for an hour.
Of course, this is just a metaphor.
Feng Qing knew he couldn't touch He Ling, even his biological mother couldn't touch him.
"I came with someone."
After all, he was still in Feng's house, so He Ling couldn't directly refute Feng Qing's face with a cold face, and would force himself to be perfunctory.
"I heard that you don't go to the company often recentlyIs it because you feel unwell?"
Feng Qing asked with concern, looking up at He Ling, his eyes seemed to be shining with stars.
He Ling gave a meaningless "hmm" and his eyes kept sweeping towards the study.
Feng Yunlu felt a little distressed seeing Feng Qing's embarrassment, but the other party is the general manager of the He Group after all, so there is nothing wrong with arrogance, and he must be the kind of person who is praised to the sky in his daily life.
After all, Feng Qing is still a little girl with a thin skin.
However, Feng Yunlu was not afraid of this embarrassment, and asked He Ling with a smile, "Is Mr. He? I'm a bit of a gossip, so don't take it for granted."
"Do you have a date?"
Adhering to the principle of one sentence per person, He Ling glanced at Feng Yunlu, "Not yet."
Feng Yunlu didn't notice the meaning behind his words, and happily wanted to match Feng Qing and He Ling.
"Qing'er, I'll go find your mother, and you can talk to Mr. He for a while."
After finishing speaking, Feng Yunlu left the restaurant.
? Feng Qing glanced at He Ling quietly, then fell silent.Sitting next to He Ling.
He Ling glanced at it, and there was no obstruction, so he stood up directly, "Since you like this side, we can sit on the other side."
After speaking, he took the table knife he was playing with just now, and sat opposite Feng Qing.
Feng Qing's face turned pale, but he recovered quickly.
She was a little too hasty just now, she knew it.
He Ling has always disliked the opposite sex being too close to him.
"The Feng family has a special incense workshop, Mr. He, do you want to visit it later?"
Feng Qing wanted to find a topic to chat with He Ling, but there was no response. He Ling stroked his eyebrows, as if he didn't hear her.
She paused, if she met He Ling outside, Feng Qing would not continue to force her for this reason.
But after all, now that He Ling is already sitting at the Feng family's dining table, this makes Feng Qing feel courageous for no reason.
"Master He, I have something I want to bring to Mrs. He. If it's convenient for you, I'll go upstairs to get it now. I knitted a scarf before. Mrs. He said she likes it very much. In my free time recently, I will Knit another"
Feng Qing's remarks were ingenious. On the one hand, he had some topics to chat with He Ling, and on the other hand, he brought out Mrs. He to suppress He Ling.
Killing two birds with one stone, it is impossible for He Ling to continue ignoring her.
As expected, as she wished, He Ling looked at him with dark eyes.
His thin lips moved slightly, but what he said was somewhat different from Feng Qing's imagination, "Aren't you still studying at school? Are you so free?"
"You have time to weave scarves but don't have time to give them to grandma in person? If you really don't have time, you can call a courier. I think you know the address of the He family."
He Ling gradually lowered his eyes, "I don't have time to give you a scarf."
Feng Qing's face was green and white when he said these words, and it looked colorful, so exciting.
She is not reconciled
If he hadn't seen He Ling's patience when speaking to Hua Jin, Feng Qing would not have felt such a big gap.
At this moment, there was movement from the study.
Before Feng Qing turned his head, he heard his mother's gentle voice, "Think about it carefully, and don't rush to give me an answer."
Then, there was a voice that Feng Qing was familiar with but disgusted to the extreme, "Okay, Aunt Yunxiang."
Hearing this voice, Feng Qing looked back in the direction of the study in disbelief, just in time to see Feng Yunxiang and Hua Jin walking side by side, talking and laughing, Hua Jin's plain little face was illuminated by the soft light outside the window It looks refined and natural. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com