Chapter 19 I’m Married

Gu Nanzhi's heart became increasingly bitter, and she tried her best to pretend as if nothing had happened: "It's been fine a long time ago, it's not a big deal."

Chen Ruotang's clenched heart instantly relaxed, and the remaining apology also dissipated, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

Wen Qing came back at some point and pulled Chen Ruotang to the living room. In just a few words, she made Chen Ruotang laugh.

The laughter was so harsh that Gu Nanzhi couldn't help but exert force on his fingers, and the peach juice splashed all over his hands.

"Is sister unhappy?" Wen Qing appeared behind her at some point, with an innocent expression and a bit of panic in her eyes.

Gu Nanzhi chuckled twice: "Which of your eyes saw that I was unhappy? I have to thank you for coming to visit my mother."

She took a fruit knife, cut several fruits into nice shapes, and placed them delicately on the fruit plate.

After finishing this, Gu Nanzhi handed the fruit plate into her hand: "Sorry for the trouble, Miss Wen."

Wen Qing was not in a hurry to leave, her eyes suddenly turned red: "Actually, Brother Feng Yu has been at my place these past few days. He found out about you and... Mr. Feng. It's quite uncomfortable. Sister, why don't you go? Look at him, right?"

Let her go and see Feng Yu? Gu Nanzhi had to be crazy to agree.

"Isn't it enough to have you by his side? I won't join in the fun." If she really went to see Feng Yu, it would make him uncomfortable.

But Wen Qing asked tentatively: "Then what happened between you and Mr. Feng...is it true?"

Gu Nanzhi did not deny it and asked her: "Don't you think Mr. Feng is much better than his nephew?"

Wen Qing's eyes changed and she didn't say anything.

Gu Nanzhi didn't want the unpleasantness last time to happen, and he didn't want to see the two people chatting and laughing in front of him. He didn't sit there for long before leaving on the pretext of work matters.

She drove around aimlessly, not knowing where to go, and finally decided to go back to Baihai Apartment.

Thinking that the cold apartment was not popular, Gu Nanzhi went to the supermarket to do some shopping and bought some tableware and fresh vegetables.

Gu Nanzhi learned her craft from Aunt Hui. She didn't know anything at first and often made dark dishes, which she slowly figured out on her own.

Today is a day off, maybe Feng Chen can deign to try her craft.

But when she returned carrying a large bag of things, the room was empty.

Feeling a little disappointed in her heart, she dialed Feng Chen's number and asked in a deliberately hoarse voice: "Mr. Feng, where are you now?"

The man opposite said in a low voice: "I'm at my old house."

If he was in his old house, he would definitely not come back for dinner. Gu Nanzhi was about to hang up the phone and listened to Feng Chen speak again.

"Come here too." He paused, "Brother is back."

Feng Chen's eldest brother is also Feng Yu's biological father, Feng Zhen. He is considered the old man's nephew, but he is adopted in his name and the relationship is quite close.

Gu Nanzhi's heart stirred up. Did he choose to come back at this time? Did he hear something?

She hung up the phone and sat down on the sofa.

She agreed to get engaged to Feng Yu back then, not only because the Gu family was bankrupt and in urgent need of shelter, but also because she discovered that the Gu family's bankruptcy was most likely related to the Feng family.

In the past few years, she has continued to strengthen herself, entered the Feng family, and worked hard to become a senior executive, just to find the truth.

She has gained nothing for so many years, but when Feng Zhen comes back from abroad, it might be another opportunity.

When Gu Nanzhi arrived at the old house, it was already evening and it was dinner time.

All the family members are here, and Feng Yu, who has been missing for several days, has returned home.

The old man was very happy and asked the butler to bring out all the fine wine he had collected for many years.

"Our Feng family hasn't been together like this for a long time. Come on, you all will have a drink with me tonight."

They had a great time during the dinner.

The middle-aged man sitting on the left hand side of the old man is Feng Zhen. He is in his fifties and has a round face, but he cannot hide the cunning and insidious look in his eyes.

Gu Nanzhi was arranged to sit next to Feng Yu. It was probably because his biological father was back. He didn't dare to make a mistake, but there was a lot of hatred in his eyes. Maybe the words "aunt" had caused him a lot of harm.

Feng Zhen drank a glass of wine, his face glowing red, he stared at Gu Nanzhi twice, and asked the old man with a smile: "Nanzhi and Feng Yu have been engaged for so many years, why don't we find a time for them to hold the wedding?" Now, it can be lively and lively.”

Knowing that it was definitely not a good thing for him to speak, Gu Nanzhi put down his chopsticks and smiled sweetly at the old man: "We Chinese people are very particular and have the tradition of ordering elders and younger ones. My uncle is not married yet, so how can we juniors take our turn."

These words deeply touched the old man's heart, and he nodded: "That makes sense."

Then, the target of the attack turned to Feng Shen. The old man hated iron, and looked very angry with him: "Tell me about you. I've been urging you for so long. Even if I don't get married, I'm still delaying Nanzhi and the others."

Feng Chen didn't miss the scheming smile in Gu Nanzhi's eyes. He took a sip of wine and said indifferently: "I'm married."

This short sentence was like a thunderbolt from the blue. Several people were shocked. How could someone who is not a womanizer get married without saying a word?

Only Gu Nazhi felt guilty and didn't know if he should stand up.

The old man didn't know whether to be happy or angry: "Why didn't you tell your family that you were getting married? What kind of girl is she? Bring her back and see."

Feng Zhen took the opportunity and said, "Feng Chen, this is your fault. Why didn't you discuss such a big matter with us?"

Feng Chen glanced at Gu Nanzhi, then quickly looked away, and said calmly: "She is timid. I will bring her back to you later to get to know her."

The old man was not happy and made a long face: "I should know which family the girl is from, right?"

If he continued to ask this question, he might not be able to hold on anymore, so Gu Nanzhi hurriedly walked behind the old man and gave him a few of his favorite dishes.

"Grandpa, didn't my uncle say that he will introduce us to each other in the future? Don't be angry. Eat some of this eel cake. Isn't this your favorite?"

With Gu Nanzhi coaxing her, the old man's mood improved a bit and he didn't ask any more questions, but he didn't intend to let Feng Chen go like this.

He threatened angrily: "If you don't let me have my grandson soon, just wait and see."

Gu Nanzhi almost choked, was it going to involve his grandson so soon?

Seeing that the old man's anger had almost been vented, Feng Zhen came out to smooth things over: "You know best what kind of person Feng Chen is. Since the marriage has been resolved, you don't have to worry about it later."

Mrs. Feng also echoed her husband: "Third brother, he has always had a good taste, and the wife he likes will definitely not be bad."

Distracted by their conversation, he completely forgot about the initial proposal for Gu Nanzhi and Feng Yu to get married.

Everyone drank some wine that night and stayed overnight at the old house.

As soon as Gu Nanzhi returned to the room, he received a message from Feng Yu: "He is already married, and you still want to follow him?"