Chapter 1943

The seventh day of the summer also took Feng Xun's words, nodded and said: "my mother's death is not an accident..."

"No accident?" Zhuo Yihang thought for a moment, and frowned: "do you mean my little aunt was killed?"

Early summer seven did not answer, but the silent response, still told Zhuo Yihang the answer.

He sighed and didn't know what to say. After a long silence, he slowly said, "Mr. Feng, Mrs. Feng, it's rare for me to come here. Since I've paid homage to my little aunt, can I see your father, Mrs. Feng?"

"Are you sure you want to see my dad? He may not be ready to see you... "The seventh day of the summer answered hesitantly.

"It doesn't matter. It's OK to have a chat with you..." Zhuo Yihang shook his head and said with no care.

"Since you want to see me, I'll take you back to my old house and meet my father!" At the end of the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun frowned slightly, held her palm and said in a low voice, "little girl, are you sure you want to take him back?"

At the beginning of the summer, he looked at shangfengxun anxiously and knew that he was still doubting the man's motive. With a faint smile, he said in a low voice, "it doesn't matter. In fact, my father has long wanted to see my mother's relatives!"

The party left the cemetery, Zhuo Yihang's car followed Feng Xun and the car of the seventh day of the summer, and drove towards the old house of the Xia family.

In the car, Feng Xun was still thinking about the strange timing of Zhuo Yihang's appearance. On the seventh day of the summer, he nodded and said in a low voice, "in fact, you don't have to say more. I also think it's too coincidental when my mother's people came here..."

"Little girl, since you doubt his motive, why do you promise to take him to see your father?" Feng Xun asked in a puzzled way.

"He suddenly appears. Even if I stop him from seeing my father, if he really wants to see him, there must be a way. It's better for us to take him back and see what he will say to my father..."

At the beginning of summer seven shrugged a smile and said seriously: "what's more, I also want to know from him what happened to my mother's disappearance at that time!"

Feng Xun saw that Xia had made a decision, nodded over her shoulder and said softly, "I will support your decision. No matter why Zhuo Yihang or the Zhuo family behind him suddenly appears, I will not allow them to hurt you and Xia family!"

Xia Chuqi nodded with a smile. She leaned her head against him and sighed in a low voice: "to tell you the truth, if he had no conspiracy, my mother would be very happy. At least she could find her family back..."

Feng Xun answered with a low voice, hugged her quietly, lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair.

They kept this warm and peaceful atmosphere for a long time. On the seventh day of the summer, they remembered the phone call that Feng Xun had just made. They quickly raised their heads from his arms and asked, "by the way, what did your mother say when she called you just now?"

"Of course, it's about my father. As expected, she wants the sealing fee..." Feng Xun sneered and said coolly, "and the lion opens his mouth!"

"How much does she want this time?" At the beginning of the summer, she knew for a long time that Mrs. Woodson called Feng Xun to ask for money, but as soon as she saw the news from Feng Xun's father, she came to ask for money from her son. This practice is really hateful!

She didn't make a mistake in her previous phone call. Mrs. Woodson just took her son as an ATM!

"She said that she was working on a children's charity project and needed a lot of money..." Feng Xun casually compared five words and asked hesitantly on the seventh day of the summer, "five million?"

"Fifty million!" Feng Xun shook his head, and the smile on his lips was especially ironic: "fifty million dollars!"

"What kind of children's charity needs 50 million dollars, is she crazy?" On the seventh day of the summer, shocked by Mrs. Woodson's greed again, she shook her head and sighed in a low voice: "does she think your money is too easy?"

"She said that the mineral in South Africa was scrapped, so she needed me to make up for her loss..." Feng Xun said in a quiet voice.

"That's what she insisted on at that time. Now she regrets it. It's too much to talk to you like this!" On the seventh day of the early summer, she angrily scolded, and even regretted the previous phone call. She scolded Mrs. Woodson for not being severe enough. Otherwise, why should she have the courage to call Feng Xun for so much money!

"Don't worry, little girl. If she's not so greedy, I might give her a sealing fee to save her trouble. But now she's talking to me about this so-called charity project. I won't give her a cent!"

Feng Xun patted Xia's shoulder on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year and said with a low smile, "let her dream slowly by herself..."

Xia Chuqi agreed with Feng Xun, but worried that Mrs. Woodson would not give up without money. She asked anxiously, "but if she really threatens you about your father, or exposes it to the media..."

"She can have a try. Last time, she had missed the best chance to threaten me with this. If she does it later, it will destroy her own reputation. If she really doesn't care about her reputation for money, I don't mind to accompany her to the end!" Feng Xun said here, a sharp light flashed quickly in his eyes.

Seeing Feng Xun's calm face, he settled down on the seventh day of the summer

When their two cars arrived at Xia's old house, Zhuo Yihang got out of the car and looked at the historic old house. He hesitated for a moment when he stepped into the old house.

"Don't you go in?" Early summer seven see Zhuo Yihang look hesitant, pick eyebrow smile asked.

"This is my first visit, but I don't have any gifts on my hand. It seems inappropriate..." Zhuo Yihang shook his head and said in a low voice, "maybe I should prepare some gifts first and then come back!"

"There's no need to bother. Didn't you expect to meet us in the cemetery?" In the early summer, he waved his hand and said, "go in, my dad won't care about this little detail!"

Seeing that the seventh day of the summer said so, Zhuo Yihang just gave up the idea of buying a gift, and followed Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer into the old house of the summer family.

"Miss seven, uncle, you are back..." the housekeeper Chen Bo went up and said with a smile, "lunch is ready. The master is in the restaurant, waiting for you to come back and have lunch together."

"Two babies?" On the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun and his wife took off their coat and handed it to the housekeeper, Chen Bo.

"They were also carried to the restaurant. The master is teasing them!" The housekeeper Chen Bo hung up their coats, looked down on the strange man and asked hesitantly, "this is..."

"Oh, he was met by Feng Xun and I in the graveyard. He was also a grave sweeper for his mother, so we brought him to see my father!"