My sweet wife won again

Chapter 398 No wonder staying in France

The itinerary for the day was to go to a winery to discuss the acquisition.

After breakfast, Feng Lingling and Murong Chenghan drove and chatted leisurely all the way.

When approaching the manor, the girl turned her head and looked out the window.

A European-style winery can be seen in the distance, surrounded by a large lush vineyard.

A picture flashed in my mind.

It seems to be something that happened when she was a child, when she and her parents went to the garden to pick grapes.

The memory is already very blurred, only some fragments that cannot be put together remain.

I vaguely remember that she sat on her father's shoulder and laughed happily.

Happiness is always short-lived, and soon after that, Dad disappeared.

"There's a question I've been meaning to ask."

The girl's voice was much heavier.

Murong Chenghan was a little surprised by Feng Lingling's sudden change of mood, "What's the problem?"

"My biological father..."

Frowning, Xiao Nizi hesitated and asked the man: "He will disappear, does he have anything to do with the Murong family?"

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"I want to know, what happened to him, where did he go without saying hello to his mother and me? Is he, is he... still alive?"

Murong Chenghan lowered his eyes and didn't say anything.

Seeing that he was silent, she anxiously asked, "Could it be that he is already dead? Speak up!"

"I am not sure."

He avoided her burning gaze, "I was still young at that time, and my dad only knew about the specific things."

"Oh," Feng Lingling's eyes were stained with disappointment, "I'm sorry to ask you this."

For the Murong family, her mother is a traitor and her father is a thief.

She is the child of traitors and thieves.

Sometimes I can't help but think, if Murong Chenghan's family knew her identity, would they still accept her?

Murong Chenghan hugged the girl in his arms, "Don't apologize to me, let's not talk about things about our parents' generation, and don't think too much about it, just let nature take its course, okay?"

"Ah."

Feng Lingling nodded.

Smiling again, she changed the subject, "It's a pity it's not the season for grape harvest, otherwise you can pick grapes and eat them."

"I'll bring you back next summer."

He rubbed her forehead lightly, "At that time, I will be the boss of this manor, and you will be the boss's wife."

Boss?
The little girl's cheeks were flushed.

She almost forgot that Murong Chenghan came here this time to buy this vineyard and use it as a production base for red wine.

Thinking of this, the car stopped suddenly.

Already at the manor.

He was greeted by a foreign man in his 50s, dressed in a casual shirt and jeans.

He greeted them in substandard Mandarin.

During the conversation, Feng Lingling learned that he was French, named Benoit Sai, and was the owner of the winery.

When it comes to slightly more complicated Chinese vocabulary, he seems to be struggling, racking his brains.

Xiao Nizi couldn't help but said, "Why don't you speak in French, I can understand you."

"You understand?" Murong Chenghan was a little surprised.

The girl lowered her voice and explained, "I said that when I was young, I hid everywhere with my parents, right? I went to many places, among which I stayed in France for the longest time and went to kindergarten in France."

No wonder Jiang Ying wants to stay in France!

Is it because she and Xie Feng had very unforgettable memories when they were in France?

If Feng Lingling could remember where she lived when she was a child, would it be possible to find Jiang Ying through this?
(End of this chapter)