If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 415 In the middle of the night, the mysterious person who appeared in Fengjia Villa (please

[I'm leaving, come back next time. 】

Shengzejiayuan Community.

Feng Siruo, who had packed up her luggage, left a note to Jiang's father and Jiang's mother.

Then he put on the girly little leather shoes, and went downstairs.

At the gate of the community, after meeting with Jiang Zhou.

The two went straight to the airport and boarded the flight to Beihai at eight o'clock in the evening.

The entire flight took two and a half hours.

After arriving at Beihai, it was almost eleven o'clock.

At this time, Feng Chong had already arranged the hotel in advance and was waiting for them in the lobby.

After checking in, Feng Siruo lay on the bed very tired.

Then he stretched out his hand to take off the cotton stockings, and watched TV with his smooth and white feet up.

She knew that Jiang Zhou and Dad had something to do.

So I plan to spend my time like this, and wait for Jiang Zhou to come back.

"Recently, a group of unfamiliar faces have appeared at home. I checked and found nothing."

In the rest area of ​​the hotel, Feng Chong spoke quietly with a solemn expression on his face.

Jiang Zhou yawned and thought for a moment.

"That's it?"

"Um."

"Father-in-law, brother, you told me this when I flew over at night? I thought it was Feng Yuanshan who died."

373 Feng Chong frowned, not very satisfied with his son-in-law's response: "You must know that the Feng family never allows outsiders to enter, this is very strange."

Jiang Zhou looked suspicious: "I was not a stranger when I went to Qingqian Villa for the first time, how come no one stopped me?"

"You think you can go in without Evian helping you?"

"It turned out that the Feng family aunt let me in...?"

Jiang Zhou still doesn't think there is anything: "Master Feng is going to hold a charity dinner. Is it normal for strangers to show up?"

"But since those people appeared, all the servants in my father's small building have been replaced, and they were all replaced overnight."

"Everyone?"

Well, including the eyeliner I placed in the past, I have also been fired now.

Jiang Zhou's expression suddenly became serious: "Did Feng Yue do it?"

"How is that possible? If he has this ability, the heir is already him, so why should he stick to an abandoned e-commerce platform."

"Since it's not Feng Yue, it can't be Feng Long, right?"

Feng Chong shook his head very simply: "It's impossible for Feng Yue, let alone Feng Long, he doesn't have that ability."

Jiang Zhou touched his chin: "It's a bit strange to say that, what do you think?"

"I have two concerns right now."

"Which two?"

Feng Chong's tone was a little more solemn: "First, what is my father's condition now? Is he really seriously ill? Or is he planning something?"

After Jiang Zhou heard this, a bold thought suddenly appeared in his heart: "Maybe Mr. Feng has been whining long ago? Someone occupied the magpie's nest?"

"impossible!"

"You can't see his face again, how do you know it's impossible?"

Feng Chong looked at him like an idiot: "Do you think that the news of his death for someone like your father can be hidden if you can hide it?"

Jiang Zhou doesn't understand how these big families work: "I just think that if someone really wants to do it, it may not be impossible."

"You can rest assured. My father's private medical team also has people from me. According to him, my father was in good condition last night."

"What about the second worry?"

"I am more worried about the identity of this group of people, because I feel that their sudden arrival is definitely not for no reason."

Jiang Zhou was silent for a while: "If they entered the Qingqian Villa with the acquiescence of Mr. Feng, then the charity dinner might have a big event."

Feng Chong raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him: "What's your guess?"

"As I felt before, I think the heir to the Feng family may not be any of you."

"Do you think your father will hand over the Feng family to outsiders?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head: "I'm not Feng Yuanshan, I don't know what he's thinking, but this is the only possibility at present."

Feng Chong picked up the coffee cup: "evidence?"

"The purpose of hosting such a grand dinner is definitely not charity, but more like to find a lot of high-ranking people to bear witness. Otherwise, given Feng Yuanshan's current physical condition, he would never do such a thing with great fanfare."

"Witness what?"

"Witness the birth of the heir to the Feng family."

Feng Chong was silent for a while: "You really thought of this too."

Jiang Zhou nodded: "People who are sick are usually very depressed. Sometimes they don't even want to see their close relatives and friends. How can it be possible to invite so many business celebrities to their homes? Unless..."

"Unless he needs to announce something, right?"

"Yes, and this matter is likely to be beyond imagination, so it is necessary to make a lot of fanfare to block Youyou's public in advance."

Feng Chong slowly leaned back on the chair, his mood became heavier and heavier.

He knew that Jiang Zhou's guess was nine times out of ten.

Hosting a charity dinner is just a gimmick.

The purpose is to invite business celebrities in Beihai to witness what happened.

The biggest possibility is that the heir to the Feng family has been selected.

Of course, he didn't believe Jiang Zhou's previous guess.

Even if his father was confused and dying, he would never hand over his family property to others.

Because that's his bottom line, unless the pain really affects his brain.

Otherwise, such an outrageous thing is absolutely impossible.

Da da da--

At this moment, there was a sound of high heels stepping on in the hotel lobby.

Feng Yiyun, who was wearing a black trench coat, stepped forward.

She wore large-framed sunglasses and a black top hat, wrapping herself very tightly.

Jiang Zhou wouldn't even recognize her if she hadn't come straight here.

"Auntie, long time no see."

Feng Yiyun took off his sunglasses and gave him a complicated look: "Ninety billion?"

Jiang Zhou grinned and said, "Jing nonsense on the ranking list is far from enough."

"When I first saw you, you were still a novice in the business world. I didn't expect you to have reached this level in just two years? Are you the reincarnation of the God of Wealth?"

"The God of Wealth gives money to people, but I am not."

Feng Yiyun smiled with relief: "It doesn't matter how much money you have, but as long as you can make Xiao Siruo happy, I'll be relieved."

Jiang Zhou nodded: "Feng Siruo is now fattened by me."

"What about her?"

"Rest upstairs."

Feng Yiyun glanced at Feng Chong: "It's really not a good girl to stay, how long has it been since Si Ruo went home?"

Feng Chong got angry when he mentioned this: "Return the house? They bought another house in Beijing!".