Chapter 1108

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"I usually don't go home no matter how I call. Now that I finally come back, are you planning to tear down my house?"

Suddenly, an old voice came over.

It's Mr. Feng. He has changed into the home clothes he usually sleeps in and no longer wears a Chinese tunic suit. But even so, he is quite imposing when he is leaning on a dragon-head crutch.

No matter the bodyguards or servants around him, they didn't even dare to make a sound.

The only one who dares to stop the young master at this time is the chairman.

Feng Nai paused for a moment and looked over with his deep eyes.

In fact, Mr. Feng still felt a little guilty. After all, he was the one who let Xiao Bei go.

But in front of his grandson, he could never lose his aura.

In addition, Mr. Feng had been calm in dealing with things for many years. He looked at the housekeeper beside him as if nothing had happened: "Return the things to him, so that other people won't think that my grandson, Feng Xiao, is just a garbage collector."

"Yes." The butler responded to this sentence.

Over there, Feng Nai had already stood up straight, with one hand half hanging down, looking at Mr. Feng, and said in an unhurried voice: "Why do you say we are friends for the past year?"

Mr. Feng knew how stubborn his grandson was, and he wouldn't understand unless he gave him an answer: "Naier, you're still too young. At this time, it's better to be apart than to be together..."

"I can't feel any good, and I don't like the idea of ​​leaving for my own good." Feng Nai's face, in the night, looked extremely noble and handsome: "In that case, who am I?"

Mr. Feng raised his eyes: "If she is like this in her heart,

If she didn't come looking for this gift box, why did she leave? If she didn't have an answer, she deserved not to be found. "

Feng Nai's right hand tightened little by little: "No matter what the reason is, in the end it's because I'm not strong enough. Is that what you want to say?"

"Just understand." Mr. Feng motioned to the butler to hand over the things.

Feng Nai didn't answer immediately. His eyes dimmed and brightened in the night, and the wind blew, blowing his black hair: "I really want to ask her, has she ever thought about staying for me even once?" ”

"It seems that I haven't fully understood it yet." Mr. Feng paced and passed by him: "Think about it carefully."

Feng Nai stood there with a slender figure and said nothing.

He didn't move, and the housekeeper didn't dare to move either.

Under the moonlight, you can feel the slight coolness at night.

Finally, he raised his hand and held the gift box in his hand, his eyes light: "Who would understand what old-school people like you are thinking."

housekeeper:……

After saying that, he moved his fingers and opened the gift box.

The housekeeper was also watching. After seeing what was inside, his eyes slowly opened wide, and even his usually strict expression changed significantly.

"This, Miss Mo, is she..."

Before the butler could finish speaking.

Feng Nai closed the gift box and glanced at him casually.

The butler immediately changed his words: "Master, do you need a hand towel?"

"No need." Feng Nai looked away: "Tell Grandpa, what he thinks is wrong."

Butler: ...In the old man’s impression, Miss Mo is indeed not that tough.

However, what exactly does the young master mean?

To wait or not to wait.

Why do I feel that I treat gift boxes so casually?

Except for the housekeeper, the rest of the people didn't know what their young master had received.

Just looking at the butler's reaction, I was a little curious...

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