The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 203 What Do You Think of My Dress Up?

Fu Xiuyao analyzed this: "But he doesn't want to study, he only does what he likes. Although he is a member of the Feng family, it doesn't mean that there is only one way out. Feng Lihan is already 19 years old. If you gamble, you won’t be in debt at all, he joined the team and signed the company and has the ability to support himself.”

He looked at her with soft eyes, but his voice was cold, "You don't know, he is a member of the Feng family and should act according to the requirements of the Feng family. His every move will affect the face of the Feng family."

She didn't understand why it was embarrassing, "But the request of the Feng family is your request. It is impossible for Feng Lihan alone to affect the Feng family, but the strength displayed by the entire Feng family."

He stared at her long hair that fell on his shoulders, and his deep eyes made it impossible to see his thoughts, but she knew that he did not agree with her words.

"You're right, but Feng Lihan still can't do his own thing. I gave him the opportunity to join the Tianze team to participate in the competition. He already participated in the National League two years ago and promised to return to school after retiring. He didn't Deliver on promises."

He still remembered that Feng Lihan was instigated by a member of the team to gamble and owed a huge sum of millions.

Feng Lihan is reckless and impulsive, and has no mature consciousness at all. Letting him grow will only be detrimental to him.

She didn't care too much about the Feng family's affairs, and after a low reply, she didn't continue talking.

"Wen Shaoquan also graduated from No. [-] Middle School in City A." Feng Zhiting brought the topic back to No. [-] Middle School in City A.

Unexpectedly, Wen Shaoquan and her were still high school alumni.

"What about you?" Fu Xiuyao asked, "Wen Jianming is also from No. [-] Middle School in City A, right?"

Feng Zhiting nodded, "He is."

He didn't answer her question, his eyes were a little hazy.

He moved a little towards her, she turned her head to look at him, her face was buried on his shoulder accidentally.

The two approached ambiguously, and his voice sounded very close to her.

"I left country a when I was ten years old, and I didn't come back after ten years outside."

A deep voice sounded, he spoke plainly, but it made her hear a little depressed.

Reminiscent of what he said before, his youth was very bad.

But the Feng family has been standing tall in city a, logically speaking, he shouldn't have lived such a life.

She also remembered what Feng Lihan once said, "The head of the family is my only family member".

She still remembered that in the huge and beautiful manor of the Feng family, some villas were particularly bleak, no one lived in them, and no one cleaned them.

Also, he has been hiding in Feng's family all these years, never revealing his photo and identity to the outside world.

Even her father couldn't say his name, and his impression of him still remained in some gossip, even his age didn't match.

Deliberately concealing it, the Feng family has a thin population that has been around for a hundred years, and all members of the Feng family respect Feng Zhiting, and everything tells her that the Feng family has experienced something that led to great changes.

Suddenly, she felt a big warm hand covering the back of her head, and she smelled a faint unknown smell from his body, which was familiar and pleasant.

"What do you think of my outfit today?"

She didn't react to the man's question, the topic jumped too much.

She sat up straight, looked at his clothes up and down, put her left index finger and thumb on her chin, and replied seriously from the designer's perspective: "No, it doesn't match your temperament at all. White gives people a harmless and gentle feeling." , but even if you wear it, it will not reduce the sharpness of your body much."

Feng Zhiting understood what she said, which meant it was not good-looking.

(End of this chapter)