The story of Princess Xiatang's counterattack

Chapter 439 Xuan'er, you still refuse to go home with your father?
Chapter 439 Xuan'er, you still refuse to go home with your father?
Feng Wanshan immediately burst into tears, for some reason his son did not recognize him, this recognition made him very sad.

The handsome Uncle Feng sighed, "Xuan'er, Dad knows that you are angry, but it has been so many years, and you have returned to the capital, why are you still refusing to forgive Dad and go home with Dad?"

"Father didn't want to blame you at the time. Not long after you left, your mother fell ill. Later... hey, I was walking by the alley the day before yesterday and saw you talking in front of this shop. That's how father knew you were back."

Feng Wanshan's eyes were red, and his hands trembled slightly with excitement, "Son, you can go back with Dad, okay?"

Feng Jiuxuan was still frowning. This uncle spoke carefully, and he didn't look like he was making it up, but he didn't know anything, and he was suspected of touching porcelain when he went back with him.

However, the uncle said that he was his son, but he believed that powerful genes could not be faked - this old man looked so much like his father.

Therefore, Feng Jiuxuan decided to...

"My lord, there is something I shouldn't ask, but I can't do without it. Can you tell me what my name is?"

When the older girls and younger daughters-in-law who were watching outside recognized their son in Feng Wanshan, they felt that they were all bad.

Unexpectedly, in this small shop, the shopkeeper inside is actually the son of the wealthy Feng family?

There are older ones who have heard some rumors that Feng Wanshan was the young master who severely punished the young master for accidentally injuring someone's life. The young master has never admitted that he did it, and even shouted that someone deliberately framed him.

Feng Wanshan didn't believe it, and almost sent his son to the official. Later, the young master ran away from home overnight, and Mrs. Feng also fell ill later.

Afterwards, it seemed that it was really found out that the one who hurt someone's life was not the little son, but another official son. After the matter was found out, the one who should be punished, but poor Feng Wanshan, his son came to find him. Not coming back.

I thought it was just a rumor in the market. After all, no one saw it on the spot, so I just listened to it as a joke.

Unexpectedly, Feng Wanshan really came to look for a son today, and looking at the appearance of Boss Feng and Feng Wanshan, anyone who saw it would have to say, 'they must be father and son'.

It can't be said that they are exactly the same, but the eyebrows, the temperament, and the feeling make people know that the two are related at a glance.

It was lively now, and the onlookers were chattering. After hearing Feng Jiuxuan's question, they were stunned: Why, Xiaofeng (Brother Feng) asked others about his own name?
Feng Wanshan was also a little confused, why did he ask this suddenly, but he answered seriously, "Feng Jiuxuan."

"The name is not wrong," Feng Jiuxuan nodded and muttered, then looked up at him again, "Then where is your name?"

Feng Wanshan still said seriously, "Feng Wanshan."

"Is it really a last name?"

Feng Jiuxuan's murmurs were not loud, but the shop was so big, and there were quite a few people in the shop. When everyone was watching with enthusiasm, they almost didn't drop their jaws when they heard him say that.

What does it mean to have the same surname? Everyone said it belonged to his father.
Feng Wanshan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard his muttering. His son is doing a good job in the shop, but he is not so shrewd in trivial matters.

However, Feng Wanshan took a look at the store run by his son, and was quite proud. It is not easy to develop the business to this extent in the capital.

It really has the blood of his Laofeng family.

He came here specially to take a look two days ago. As a businessman with various industries under his name, Feng Wanshan is far more sensitive to the market than ordinary people.

Recently, there was a shop called Meiyanfang in the capital, which really surprised him. This shop has suddenly sprung up recently, and it is taking a different path from all the shops in the capital.

Novel products and business methods have quickly established a foundation in the market and impacted the original powder market.

When Feng Wanshan got together with his friends, he also heard them read it, and his wife and daughter followed him to the beauty shop like a demon. If the handkerchief was out of powder, they would recommend it strongly.

This made them very surprised. After all, there are so many old-fashioned shops there. Even if one or two of the rising stars agree, they are not surprised. The trend of Yanfang.

Those old-fashioned makeup shops are under a lot of pressure, and they have tried their best to suppress them, but I don't know what power is behind this beauty shop, and no one can shake them.

Some people said that the boss behind this shop might be a prince.

Of course, everything is imaginary. Although the beauty workshop has not yet grown up, it has indeed brought them some pressure.

Feng's family doesn't have many industries involved in cosmetics, but it doesn't prevent him from going to see what kind of charm this new shop has.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, you just saw your own son.

Feng Jiuxuan was talking about his beauty class that day, because the store was small, so he simply opened it outside. He stood outside the store door, and there were many girls sitting at the door, some of them were in the boudoir and some were married to other women. Sit quietly outside and listen to what he is talking about.

When Feng Wanshan arrived, it should be over soon, and after a while, the women who were sitting left with small stools in twos and threes. At the same time, they were excitedly discussing what they had learned in class with their fellow sisters. He got into a carriage and disappeared in a hurry.

Feng Wanshan was very excited, Feng Jiuxuan's eyebrows and eyes were really similar to him, and his son had not returned after leaving home for a long time, so he sent out people to look for him, but there was no news for several years.

Unexpectedly, a coincidence made him meet in person.

Since then, Feng Wanshan sent people to inquire, and from time to time waited near the beauty workshop, but I don't know if it was because of bad luck, he never met Feng Jiuxuan.

The people who inquired about the news didn't find out why, and Feng Wanshan didn't plan to wait any longer. His son was in the capital. If he didn't bring him back for a family reunion, how could he forgive his son's grievances from wandering abroad all these years?
It was really his fault back then, if he had investigated it carefully, it wouldn't have chilled Xuan'er's heart.

That's why he waited here today.

Seeing Feng Jiuxuan muttering something, Feng Wanshan didn't continue. He hurriedly continued, "Xuan'er, if you have any questions, feel free to go back with me. Our family tree records it clearly. When the time comes, you You can tell by looking at it.”

"By the way, there is still your portrait at home. Although it is you eight years ago, it is not much different from now. I will order the housekeeper to go back and get it." After speaking, Feng Wanshan wanted to send someone back to the house.

"Don't bother," Feng Jiuxuan said, this uncle is the original owner's father's business, he probably didn't run away, and he has no doubts, but the most important thing now is...

Feng Jiuxuan looked at Feng Wanshan tangled, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw Feng Wanshan, "Xuan'er, you still refuse to go home with dad?"

"No, let's put it aside whether we can go home or not. The crux of the problem is... I lost my memory."

(End of this chapter)