"But..." Mr. Feng wanted to say more, but was firmly interrupted by Sheng Ning.
"Granduncle, I will not move to your place."
Housekeeper Xing widened his eyes. Regardless of the gentlemanâs gentle temperament, no one has ever dared to interrupt him before. Sheng Ning was the first.
Feng Zhenzhen also looked at Sheng Ning in surprise.
The thought of moving to Feng Manor to live there is something many dream about but dare not imagine. She actually refused? And she dared to interrupt grandpaâs words?
Mr. Feng was not angry; instead, he nodded approvingly, "Youâre right. If you have any difficulties in the future, directly come to me, donât hesitate. I am your granduncle, just treat me as your own grandpa."
"I will." Sheng Ning knew her refusal might hurt the old manâs feelings, but she truly couldnât move there now. The Feng Family is prestigious, if she moves in openly without knowing how many generations apart they are, it inevitably feels like an improper infiltration with bad intentions.
Moreover, she intuitively felt that the Feng Family is dangerous.
Besides, she still owed Daives a favor for her childâs safe birth, which needed to be repaid.
"Ningning, as itâs our first meeting, grandpa is giving you a gift." The old man said, removing an Emperor Green Ring from his hand and handing it to Sheng Ning.
"Just take it as a meeting gift, you must accept it."
"Thank you!" Sheng Ning was used to receiving gifts from Mr. Su, and knowing the Feng Family dealt in antique artworks and jewelry, she didnât take it to heart.
Gu Yunbo recognized the value, staring at the Emperor Green Ring, nearly drooling.
Feng Zhenzhen wanted to say something, but Housekeeper Xing grasped her wrist and pulled her away.
Mr. Feng considered that Sheng Ning had just given birth and needed rest. He left behind bodyguards and maids to take care of Sheng Ningâs postpartum confinement, before heading back.
Just entering the estate, Feng Zhenzhen got off the car and rushed inside.
Housekeeper Xing initially wanted to stop her but was halted by Mr. Feng, "Itâs okay, let her go. If she doesnât vent, sheâll cause trouble for Sheng Ning."
"Yes!" Housekeeper Xing agreed, bending down to help the old gentleman out of the car.
"Xiao Xing, I am very pleased with Ningning," the old gentleman said with a meaningful tone.
"Indeed, Miss Sheng Ning is very kind, generous, and intelligent."
"Itâs unfortunate she canât move back," the old gentleman sighed. "Sheâs alone and has to take care of two children; itâs not easy. Go find Daives and let him put more effort into it."
"Donât worry, sir."
"Also, that Julian, we took people away from him then, itâs time to return him," the old man said lightly. "So no one says our Feng Family is forceful and greedy."
"Yes! I will arrange it."
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As Feng Zhenzhen rushed in furiously, Qin Cuifen was trying on clothes. Recently, the food has been too good, her waist has thickened, and she looks much fuller than before, even a bit robust.
She wants to lose weight, but canât control her appetite.
The Feng Family chefs can make world cuisines, something sheâs never tasted in her life. The various sons and daughters of the Feng Family are all dieting and donât eat, which suits her well.
"Miss Sheng Ning, you seem to have gained quite a bit," the maid said tactfully, though her expression clearly showed sheâs not fuller but much fatter.
All her old clothes no longer fit.
Qin Cuifen shook her nearly overflowing chest, proudly raising her chin, "You dried-up soybeans wouldnât understand what a real woman should look like."
The maid secretly rolled her eyes at her.