Chapter 100: Bamboo Mirror

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

He is still ironed with a docile suit, apparently he just came from the company.

As the footsteps approached, the coldness in his eyes melted instantly, turning his head to look over, and instantly cooling down again.

"What about people?"

"Not going back." Feng Can waved his hand. "She is going to live with her classmates tonight, so she won't go back."

"Classmates?" The man's face sank.

"Which classmate?"

Feng Can was taken aback: "I didn't ask..."

Then, he suddenly noticed what was in his hand, "Bought it for me?"

He didn't believe this.

Realizing that the old man's face was wrong, he didn't dare to continue joking.

After an hour, the house was sealed.

Assistant Xu called Fengxian to report that Tang Qianyan did not go to Lu Wanyu's house. Currently, Lu Wanyu went home alone.

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

Fengxian faintly ordered: "No need."

Putting down the phone, mother stretched out her hand.

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

Feng Xian faintly don't let go of her hand: "No."

Qiao Shiwan ate the fruit in one bite, and complained: "Why are you so picky, you never like to eat fruit."

Fengxian didn't say a word.

Qiao Shiwan changed the subject: "Have you two thought about what birthday gift to give Grandpa? Next week is Grandpa's birthday, so hurry up if you are not prepared."

Feng father also said: "Yes, Jin Chuchu told us that their home is ready. Your eldest brother has prepared a tea set of his own design. As for the third child, he also bought a gift from France. Chu Chu, that will personally Washing grandpa's feet is also a good gift."

Qiao Shiwan put down the fork and said, "These are nothing. The most important thing is, the young master of the Shi family, I want to offer a calligraphy to the old man. In order to write well, I have bothered to worship a master to study. , You two have to think about it, don’t let the outsiders respect your grandfather as much as the outsiders."

Feng Can patted his chest: "Don't worry, Mom, my brother and I are ready a long time ago, and they are definitely not worse than them."

Feng Transcript: "When it comes to calligraphy, I heard that Dad also invited Zhu Danjing for his birthday. It seems that the old man really loves calligraphy."

"Bamboo Danjing?" Qiao Shiwan was puzzled, she didn't know much about these.

Feng Xian explained: "A well-known calligrapher in China, he is the president of the National Calligraphy Association."

"The key is that the person is very young." Feng Tan took a sip of tea and smiled: "I heard that he is a man less than 30 years old, a few years older than Ah Xian, and still single."

Feng Can said: "Dad, why are you paying attention to this."

Feng Sheng smiled: "It was your grandfather who told me that he deliberately matched him with Chu Chu."

"Huh? He Chuchu? There is a big difference in age!" Feng Can stared straight.

As soon as the voice fell, I felt a dazzling cold light from the side approaching.

Feng Can hurriedly smiled to his old brother: "Not big, not big, these years I have more than 20 and more than a dozen loves."

It happened that the phone vibrated, and Fengxian ignored him.

Here comes a message, sent by Assistant Xu Moxu.

Boss, I didn't want to find out where Sister Tang was going. She was at the home of a classmate at Jiangjing in the south of the city. At the moment, I seem to be the only one to see her, and I didn't see which classmate it was.

Feng Xian got up.

"Hey son, where are you going? I'm going to eat soon."

"Something." He replied faintly, and then went out.