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Feng Xuelan doesn't know what happened between Zong Mingzhe and his father, but looking at Zong Mingzhe's momentum, I'm afraid the old man is not a good person.
Zong mingmao knocked on the door of his study and heard a steady and bright voice.
The door opened and Feng Xuelan followed Zong Mingzhe into the study.
The study is antique. There are four treasures of study on nanmu's desk. Without modern office supplies, it seems that it is deliberately. The man sitting in the master's chair has gray sideburns, wears a beige coarse cloth Tang suit, and his eyes are slightly closed, as if he doesn't care about the people who come in.
This is Zong tingshou, Zong Mingzhe's father, who is praised as a legendary businessman by outsiders.
"Dad, Mingzhe brought his girlfriend back." Zong mingmao was very obedient to his father.
After he said this, Feng Xuelan looked at the desk and found that Zong tingshou didn't seem to hear it and deliberately didn't give any response.
Zong Mingzhe took Feng Xuelan two steps forward and came to the table. Regardless of whether his father opened or closed his eyes, he said, "Dad, I'm back. This is my girlfriend Feng Xuelan. We met in the army. She is now the guard of our team."
After he said this, Zong tingshou still didn't open his eyes.
Feng Xuelan couldn't help humming coldly and said to Zong Mingzhe, "Mingzhe, I think my uncle is tired. Let's not disturb him and let him sleep."
With this, Feng Xuelan pulled Zong Mingzhe to go out. As she expected, Zong tingshou opened his eyes when he heard this.
Zong tingshou is worthy of being a legend. His eyes are very sharp. He sits there without anger.
If I were someone else, I'm afraid I'd be so scared by him. But now the man standing opposite him is fengxuelan. Compared with scaring people with his eyes, fengxuelan won't lose to such an old man.
However, the fierce evil spirit appeared in Feng Xuelan's eyes, which was very different from Zong tingshou's sharp businessman.
Zong tingshou did not expect that the girl brought back by Zong Mingzhe would have such fierce eyes. He immediately understood that the girl was by no means an ordinary person. As a businessman, Zong tingshou had the most confidence in his ability to see people, but when the two looked at each other, he found that he couldn't see through the girl at all.
Zong Mingzhe said she was a soldier, but Zong tingshou felt that the smell lingering on the girl was not like the kind of righteousness revealed by Zong Mingzhe, but more like the bloody cold that could kill at any time.
After looking at the wind and snow, Zong tingshou said coldly to Zong Mingzhe, "don't be late for the family dinner at night. The day after tomorrow, Zong's family's annual dinner hosted many important guests. You also show your face."
With this, Zong tingshou rushed and Zong Mingzhe waved his hand.
Seeing this, Zong Mingzhe took Feng Xuelan and went out.
Their father and son haven't seen each other for many years. When they meet again, the distance between them seems to have not shortened at all. Zong Mingzhe obviously just fulfilled his obligation to be a son and told Zong tingshou what to say, but Zong tingshou didn't say half a word to Zong Mingzhe. He seemed to have no family relationship with his son.
Feng Xuelan left the study with Zong Mingzhe and couldn't help sighing.
Zong Mingzhe turned to look at her and whispered, "what's the matter?"
Feng Xuelan frowned and said, "if I knew my father was like this when I was a child, it would save me a lot of thinking time."
A child like her who has no parents since childhood, of course, can not help but fantasize about "parents". At the beginning, they suspected that nard was Feng Xuelan's father. At that time, Feng Xuelan mentioned his childhood with Zong Mingzhe.
Hearing what she said, the ice in Zong Mingzhe's eyes suddenly melted, and he raised his mouth and smiled.
"What kind of father did you think of at that time?"
"Right!" Feng Xuelan nodded vigorously, but then he remembered something and shook his head. "He can't do it either. He's too busy to take care of Hengheng at all."
As soon as the voice of fengxuelan fell, Zong mingmao also ran out of his study.
He said to Zong Mingzhe with a bitter face, "brother Mingzhe, don't be angry with your father..."
After saying this, Zong mingmao suddenly found that Zong Mingzhe's eyes were filled with a smile. He was startled. He looked at the wind and snow and Zong Mingzhe. He was very surprised.
Zong Mingzhe's smiling face has never been seen by Zong mingmao several times. Unexpectedly, they just met a sneer at the old man. As soon as they went out, the Feng Xuelan had the ability to make Zong Mingzhe laugh
This woman is really good enough.
Since Zong Mingzhe was not angry and Zong mingmao had nothing to persuade, he simply took Zong Mingzhe and Feng Xuelan to the room arranged for them. Open the door as like as two peas. Zong Mingzhe, a master of Ming Mao, said, "Ming Chai brother, do you think this is the same as the first day?"
Zong Mingzhe looked as like as two peas in the house, carved wooden beds, landscape screens, even the ink carpet on the floor and varnished bamboo curtain on the windows.
At this moment, Zong Mingzhe seemed to go back to a few years ago. At that time, he was just a arrogant teenager. At that time, it seemed that there was an insurmountable mountain in front of him, father.
A few years later, back to this familiar place, the arrogant boy has become a calm soldier. Everything that stood in front of him at the beginning is nothing to him now.
"Mingzhe, is this where you used to live? It's like going back to ancient times!" Feng Xuelan looked at these things and felt very novel. She used to look at the carvings on the bed and the paintings on the screen. She couldn't help sighing, "these are real antiques!"
Zong mingmao smiled and followed the wind and snow LAN and said to her, "it's all the things left with the house. At ordinary times, professionals come to maintain it regularly. It's not too much to say it's an antique."
Looking at the wind and snow billows chirping from here to there like a bird, after reading this and that, Zong Mingzhe couldn't help smiling again.
When he first stepped into the house, he seemed to return to the past, and the pain in his heart suddenly surged up. Seeing his father, it felt the same as before. Zong tingshou only said one word, but every word from his mouth was like a familiar knife in Zong Mingzhe's heart.
But now, Zong Mingzhe is suddenly relieved.
Everything in this family is the same as before, but he is different from before.
He no longer needs to be manipulated by others, played by these people with applause, drift with the tide, struggle and fight against them alone.
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Feng Xuelan doesn't know what happened between Zong Mingzhe and his father, but looking at Zong Mingzhe's momentum, I'm afraid the old man is not a good person.
Zong mingmao knocked on the door of his study and heard a steady and bright voice.
The door opened and Feng Xuelan followed Zong Mingzhe into the study.
The study is antique. There are four treasures of study on nanmu's desk. Without modern office supplies, it seems that it is deliberately. The man sitting in the master's chair has gray sideburns, wears a beige coarse cloth Tang suit, and his eyes are slightly closed, as if he doesn't care about the people who come in.
This is Zong tingshou, Zong Mingzhe's father, who is praised as a legendary businessman by outsiders.
"Dad, Mingzhe brought his girlfriend back." Zong mingmao was very obedient to his father.
After he said this, Feng Xuelan looked at the desk and found that Zong tingshou didn't seem to hear it and deliberately didn't give any response.
Zong Mingzhe took Feng Xuelan two steps forward and came to the table. Regardless of whether his father opened or closed his eyes, he said, "Dad, I'm back. This is my girlfriend Feng Xuelan. We met in the army. She is now the guard of our team."
After he said this, Zong tingshou still didn't open his eyes.
Feng Xuelan couldn't help humming coldly and said to Zong Mingzhe, "Mingzhe, I think my uncle is tired. Let's not disturb him and let him sleep."
With this, Feng Xuelan pulled Zong Mingzhe to go out. As she expected, Zong tingshou opened his eyes when he heard this.
Zong tingshou is worthy of being a legend. His eyes are very sharp. He sits there without anger.
If I were someone else, I'm afraid I'd be so scared by him. But now the man standing opposite him is fengxuelan. Compared with scaring people with his eyes, fengxuelan won't lose to such an old man.
However, the fierce evil spirit appeared in Feng Xuelan's eyes, which was very different from Zong tingshou's sharp businessman.
Zong tingshou did not expect that the girl brought back by Zong Mingzhe would have such fierce eyes. He immediately understood that the girl was by no means an ordinary person. As a businessman, Zong tingshou had the most confidence in his ability to see people, but when the two looked at each other, he found that he couldn't see through the girl at all.
Zong Mingzhe said she was a soldier, but Zong tingshou felt that the smell lingering on the girl was not like the kind of righteousness revealed by Zong Mingzhe, but more like the bloody cold that could kill at any time.
After looking at the wind and snow, Zong tingshou said coldly to Zong Mingzhe, "don't be late for the family dinner at night. The day after tomorrow, Zong's family's annual dinner hosted many important guests. You also show your face."
With this, Zong tingshou rushed and Zong Mingzhe waved his hand.
Seeing this, Zong Mingzhe took Feng Xuelan and went out.
Their father and son haven't seen each other for many years. When they meet again, the distance between them seems to have not shortened at all. Zong Mingzhe obviously just fulfilled his obligation to be a son and told Zong tingshou what to say, but Zong tingshou didn't say half a word to Zong Mingzhe. He seemed to have no family relationship with his son.
Feng Xuelan left the study with Zong Mingzhe and couldn't help sighing.
Zong Mingzhe turned to look at her and whispered, "what's the matter?"
Feng Xuelan frowned and said, "if I knew my father was like this when I was a child, it would save me a lot of thinking time."
A child like her who has no parents since childhood, of course, can not help but fantasize about "parents". At the beginning, they suspected that nard was Feng Xuelan's father. At that time, Feng Xuelan mentioned his childhood with Zong Mingzhe.
Hearing what she said, the ice in Zong Mingzhe's eyes suddenly melted, and he raised his mouth and smiled.
"What kind of father did you think of at that time?"
"Right!" Feng Xuelan nodded vigorously, but then he remembered something and shook his head. "He can't do it either. He's too busy to take care of Hengheng at all."
As soon as the voice of fengxuelan fell, Zong mingmao also ran out of his study.
He said to Zong Mingzhe with a bitter face, "brother Mingzhe, don't be angry with your father..."
After saying this, Zong mingmao suddenly found that Zong Mingzhe's eyes were filled with a smile. He was startled. He looked at the wind and snow and Zong Mingzhe. He was very surprised.
Zong Mingzhe's smiling face has never been seen by Zong mingmao several times. Unexpectedly, they just met a sneer at the old man. As soon as they went out, the Feng Xuelan had the ability to make Zong Mingzhe laugh
This woman is really good enough.
Since Zong Mingzhe was not angry and Zong mingmao had nothing to persuade, he simply took Zong Mingzhe and Feng Xuelan to the room arranged for them. Open the door as like as two peas. Zong Mingzhe, a master of Ming Mao, said, "Ming Chai brother, do you think this is the same as the first day?"
Zong Mingzhe looked as like as two peas in the house, carved wooden beds, landscape screens, even the ink carpet on the floor and varnished bamboo curtain on the windows.
At this moment, Zong Mingzhe seemed to go back to a few years ago. At that time, he was just a arrogant teenager. At that time, it seemed that there was an insurmountable mountain in front of him, father.
A few years later, back to this familiar place, the arrogant boy has become a calm soldier. Everything that stood in front of him at the beginning is nothing to him now.
"Mingzhe, is this where you used to live? It's like going back to ancient times!" Feng Xuelan looked at these things and felt very novel. She used to look at the carvings on the bed and the paintings on the screen. She couldn't help sighing, "these are real antiques!"
Zong mingmao smiled and followed the wind and snow LAN and said to her, "it's all the things left with the house. At ordinary times, professionals come to maintain it regularly. It's not too much to say it's an antique."
Looking at the wind and snow billows chirping from here to there like a bird, after reading this and that, Zong Mingzhe couldn't help smiling again.
When he first stepped into the house, he seemed to return to the past, and the pain in his heart suddenly surged up. Seeing his father, it felt the same as before. Zong tingshou only said one word, but every word from his mouth was like a familiar knife in Zong Mingzhe's heart.
But now, Zong Mingzhe is suddenly relieved.
Everything in this family is the same as before, but he is different from before.
He no longer needs to be manipulated by others, played by these people with applause, drift with the tide, struggle and fight against them alone.
Feng Xuelan doesn't know what happened between Zong Mingzhe and his father, but looking at Zong Mingzhe's momentum, I'm afraid the old man is not a good person.Zong mingmao knocked on the door of his study and heard a steady and bright voice.The door opened and Feng Xuelan followed Zong Mingzhe into the study.The study is antique. There are four treasures of study on nanmu's desk. Without modern office supplies, it seems that it is deliberately. The man sitting in the master's chair has gray sideburns, wears a beige coarse cloth Tang suit, and his eyes are slightly closed, as if he doesn't care about the people who come in.This is Zong tingshou, Zong Mingzhe's father, who is praised as a legendary businessman by outsiders."Dad, Mingzhe brought his girlfriend back." Zong mingmao was very obedient to his father.After he said this, Feng Xuelan looked at the desk and found that Zong tingshou didn't seem to hear it and deliberately didn't give any response.Zong Mingzhe took Feng Xuelan two steps forward and came to the table. Regardless of whether his father opened or closed his eyes, he said, "Dad, I'm back. This is my girlfriend Feng Xuelan. We met in the army. She is now the guard of our team."After he said this, Zong tingshou still didn't open his eyes.Feng Xuelan couldn't help humming coldly and said to Zong Mingzhe, "Mingzhe, I think my uncle is tired. Let's not disturb him and let him sleep."With this, Feng Xuelan pulled Zong Mingzhe to go out. As she expected, Zong tingshou opened his eyes when he heard this.Zong tingshou is worthy of being a legend. His eyes are very sharp. He sits there without anger.If I were someone else, I'm afraid I'd be so scared by him. But now the man standing opposite him is fengxuelan. Compared with scaring people with his eyes, fengxuelan won't lose to such an old man.However, the fierce evil spirit appeared in Feng Xuelan's eyes, which was very different from Zong tingshou's sharp businessman.Zong tingshou did not expect that the girl brought back by Zong Mingzhe would have such fierce eyes. He immediately understood that the girl was by no means an ordinary person. As a businessman, Zong tingshou had the most confidence in his ability to see people, but when the two looked at each other, he found that he couldn't see through the girl at all.Zong Mingzhe said she was a soldier, but Zong tingshou felt that the smell lingering on the girl was not like the kind of righteousness revealed by Zong Mingzhe, but more like the bloody cold that could kill at any time.After looking at the wind and snow, Zong tingshou said coldly to Zong Mingzhe, "don't be late for the family dinner at night. The day after tomorrow, Zong's family's annual dinner hosted many important guests. You also show your face."With this, Zong tingshou rushed and Zong Mingzhe waved his hand.Seeing this, Zong Mingzhe took Feng Xuelan and went out.Their father and son haven't seen each other for many years. When they meet again, the distance between them seems to have not shortened at all. Zong Mingzhe obviously just fulfilled his obligation to be a son and told Zong tingshou what to say, but Zong tingshou didn't say half a word to Zong Mingzhe. He seemed to have no family relationship with his son.Feng Xuelan left the study with Zong Mingzhe and couldn't help sighing.Zong Mingzhe turned to look at her and whispered, "what's the matter?"Feng Xuelan frowned and said, "if I knew my father was like this when I was a child, it would save me a lot of thinking time."A child like her who has no parents since childhood, of course, can not help but fantasize about "parents". At the beginning, they suspected that nard was Feng Xuelan's father. At that time, Feng Xuelan mentioned his childhood with Zong Mingzhe.Hearing what she said, the ice in Zong Mingzhe's eyes suddenly melted, and he raised his mouth and smiled."What kind of father did you think of at that time?""Right!" Feng Xuelan nodded vigorously, but then he remembered something and shook his head. "He can't do it either. He's too busy to take care of Hengheng at all."As soon as the voice of fengxuelan fell, Zong mingmao also ran out of his study.He said to Zong Mingzhe with a bitter face, "brother Mingzhe, don't be angry with your father..."After saying this, Zong mingmao suddenly found that Zong Mingzhe's eyes were filled with a smile. He was startled. He looked at the wind and snow and Zong Mingzhe. He was very surprised.Zong Mingzhe's smiling face has never been seen by Zong mingmao several times. Unexpectedly, they just met a sneer at the old man. As soon as they went out, the Feng Xuelan had the ability to make Zong Mingzhe laughThis woman is really good enough.Since Zong Mingzhe was not angry and Zong mingmao had nothing to persuade, he simply took Zong Mingzhe and Feng Xuelan to the room arranged for them. Open the door as like as two peas. Zong Mingzhe, a master of Ming Mao, said, "Ming Chai brother, do you think this is the same as the first day?"Zong Mingzhe looked as like as two peas in the house, carved wooden beds, landscape screens, even the ink carpet on the floor and varnished bamboo curtain on the windows.At this moment, Zong Mingzhe seemed to go back to a few years ago. At that time, he was just a arrogant teenager. At that time, it seemed that there was an insurmountable mountain in front of him, father.A few years later, back to this familiar place, the arrogant boy has become a calm soldier. Everything that stood in front of him at the beginning is nothing to him now."Mingzhe, is this where you used to live? It's like going back to ancient times!" Feng Xuelan looked at these things and felt very novel. She used to look at the carvings on the bed and the paintings on the screen. She couldn't help sighing, "these are real antiques!"Zong mingmao smiled and followed the wind and snow LAN and said to her, "it's all the things left with the house. At ordinary times, professionals come to maintain it regularly. It's not too much to say it's an antique."Looking at the wind and snow billows chirping from here to there like a bird, after reading this and that, Zong Mingzhe couldn't help smiling again.When he first stepped into the house, he seemed to return to the past, and the pain in his heart suddenly surged up. Seeing his father, it felt the same as before. Zong tingshou only said one word, but every word from his mouth was like a familiar knife in Zong Mingzhe's heart.But now, Zong Mingzhe is suddenly relieved.Everything in this family is the same as before, but he is different from before.He no longer needs to be manipulated by others, played by these people with applause, drift with the tide, struggle and fight against them alone.
