His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 100 Bamboo Dan Mirror

Feng Xian held an exquisite small bag in his hand, which contained a cup of milk tea and a box of small cakes.

He was still wearing a well-pressed suit, apparently fresh from the company.

The sound of footsteps approached, the coldness in his eyes melted instantly, he turned his head to look over, and in an instant, it cooled down again.

"What about people?"

"Not going back." Feng Can waved his hand, "She said she was going to live at her classmate's house tonight, so she won't go back."

"Classmate's home?" The man's face sank.

"Um."

"Which classmate?"

Feng Can was stunned: "I didn't ask..."

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed the things in his hand, "Bought it for me?"

He didn't believe it himself.

When I noticed that my brother's face was wrong, I didn't dare to continue joking.

An hour later, the house was closed.

Assistant Xu called Feng Xian to report that Tang Qianmiao didn't go to Lu Wanyu's house, and that Lu Wanyu went home alone.

"Mr. Feng, do you want to continue the investigation? Miss Tang must have other classmates."

Feng Xian said lightly, "No need."

Putting down the phone, my mother's hand stretched out.

"Son, eat some fruit." Qiao Shiwan smiled.

Feng Xian lightly stopped her hand: "No need."

Qiao Shiwan ate the fruit in one bite and complained, "Why are you such a picky eater, you haven't liked fruit since you were a child."

The seal didn't make a sound.

Qiao Shiwan changed the subject: "Have you two decided what birthday present to give grandpa? Next week is grandpa's birthday, so hurry up if you're not ready."

Feng Fu also said: "That's right, Chu Chu told us today that their house is ready, your elder brother has prepared a tea set of his own design, and the third one has also bought a gift from France. Chu Chu said that that day will be there. Washing grandpa's feet in person is also a good gift."

Qiao Shiwan put down her fork and said: "These are nothing, the most important thing is, the young master of the Shi family, I heard that I want to present a calligraphy to the old man. In order to write well, I went to a master to study, and I have been practicing recently. Well, you two have to think about it, don't let outsiders say that you are not as good as outsiders to honor your grandfather."

Feng Can patted his chest: "Don't worry Mom, my brother and I have already prepared, and we are definitely not worse than them."

Feng Transcript: "When it comes to calligraphy, I heard from my dad that he also invited Zhu Danjing this birthday. It seems that the old man really loves calligraphy very much."

"Bamboo Danjing?" Qiao Shiwan wondered, she didn't know much about this.

Feng Xian explained: "A very famous calligrapher in China and the president of the National Calligraphy Association."

"The key is that people are very young." Feng Li took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "I heard that he is a man in his thirties. He is a few years older than A Xian, and he is still single."

Feng Can snorted: "Dad, why are you paying attention to this?"

Feng Li smiled: "It's all what your grandfather told me, he deliberately matched him and Chu Chu."

"Ah? And Chu Chu? The age difference is huge!" Feng Can stared.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a dazzling cold light approaching him.

Feng Can hurriedly smiled at his brother: "It's not big, it's not big, these days, there are more than 20 and 10 people in love."

It happened that the phone vibrated, and Feng Xian ignored him.

A message came, which was sent by Xu Xiaomo's assistant.

[Boss, I accidentally found Miss Tang's whereabouts. She is at the home of a classmate over Jiangjing in the south of the city. At present, I seem to be the only one who sees her, but I don't know which classmate it is. 】

Feng Xian stood up.

"Hey son, where are you going? It's time for dinner."

"Something." He replied lightly and went out.

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(good afternoon)