Chapter 20 Remember to call Auntie

Gu Nanzhi held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, and finally understood why Feng Yu didn't expose the marriage at the dinner table just now. He didn't understand the meaning of "aunt" at all.

She thought about it and directly sent the photo of her marriage certificate, adding: "When we meet in the future, remember to call me aunt."

After sending it, she immediately blocked Feng Yu's account to avoid his harassment.

After thinking about it, Gu Nanzhi went to the old man's study. Usually at this time, he would be practicing calligraphy in the study.

She knocked on the door and went in, only to see Feng Chen was there.

In the antique study room, the walls are hung with authentic calligraphy and paintings, a single copy of which is worth millions, mahogany bookshelves, sandalwood ornaments, and a few small fish swimming in the bowl of lotus blooming by the window.

Gu Nanzhi felt that the atmosphere was not right, and was hesitating whether to speak when the old man asked her to come over.

"Nanzhi, you're here just in time, come over and help me sharpen my ink."

Gu Nanzhi had done a lot of ink-polishing work, and was pretty good at it. She looked at Feng Chen, wanting to know something from him.

But Feng Chen only glanced at him without saying a word.

Gu Nanzhi could only guess, was his grandfather still angry because of his sudden marriage?

The old man has practiced calligraphy all his life. The words he writes are strong and powerful, and the strokes can be moved freely.

"Nanzhi, is the word grandpa not as good as before?"

Gu Nanzhi answered truthfully: "Although grandpa's handwriting is not as wild as in previous years, he has developed his own style. In my opinion , his writing is better than before."

The old man nodded with satisfaction: "In terms of calligraphy, you are the only one who can understand the entire Feng family."

Gu Nanzhi smiled and took another peek at Feng Chen. He had been left there for who knows how long.

"Didn't you say that my uncle has learned calligraphy from you before? Doesn't he understand?"

When the old man heard him, he snorted coldly: "He is such a bastard. All his calligraphy practice for so many years has been in vain, and he can still lead you to do whatever you want! It's really good!"

He was still angry and threw the inkstone at Feng Chen, but he didn't hold it firmly and didn't even touch Feng Chen's legs.

Gu Nanzhi quickly understood that grandpa knew.

She hurriedly stood beside Feng Chen: "Grandpa, don't be angry. I was also at fault for this matter. It was our fault for not informing you."

Afraid that the old man would smash things again, Gu Nanzhi immediately explained: "Grandpa, in fact, Feng Yu and I have no relationship for a long time. We are just bound by the engagement. I'm afraid that you won't agree to terminate the engagement, and I don't know how to talk to you. .”

The old man sat down and leaned on his crutches: "So last time you said you wanted to break off your engagement with Feng Yu, was it true?"

"I dare not lie to you."

The old man let out a long sigh: "Feng Yu is usually a bit of a bastard, but these years... I have wronged you."

Then his tone changed sharply: "Then what's going on with you two?"

Gu Nanzhi was just trying to find a reason to excuse himself when he heard the old man request: "I want him to speak."

Gu Nanzhi looked at Feng Chen nervously, but unexpectedly her hand was held tightly by him.

"We like each other, so we got married. If I didn't get it first, would I have waited for you to hold a wedding for her and Feng Yu?"

The old man looked thoughtfully at the two people's clasped hands: "Nanzhi, is everything he said true?"

The old man had a keen eye, and Feng Chen's hands were filled with a steady stream of warmth, making her nervous palms sweat.

She tried to maintain her composure, followed the performance, and forced a few tears from the corners of her eyes, "Grandpa, these are all true, I love him."

The old man narrowed his eyes and tapped the ground with his crutch gently: "You have all received your certificates. What can I say as an old man? Now that the matter is over, have you figured out how to face your eldest brother and his family?"

Seeing that the old man was not angry, Gu Nanzhi breathed a long sigh of relief.

In fact, these years in the Feng family were all thanks to the old man. If it weren't for the old man's presence, she, Gu Nanzhi, would have been bullied to death. As for Feng Zhen's family, Gu Nanzhi didn't have a good impression of her.

The warmth in Feng Chen's hand continued to spread to Gu Nanzhi's palm, and Gu Nanzhi felt that his palm was already sweating.

"Dad, you don't need to worry about this matter. I will find an opportunity to tell my elder brother."

Feng Chen held Gu Nanzhi's hand tightly and said.

The old man looked at Feng Chen's indifferent look, not taking everything seriously, and said helplessly: "You have had ideas since you were a child. Since you know how to do it, I, an old man, won't get involved. But I warn you, you should be nicer to Nanzhi in the future, or I will break your legs."

While saying that, he didn't forget to pick up his crutch and gesture at Feng Chen.

After coming out of the study, Feng Chen still didn't let go of Gu Nanzhi's hand.

Gu Nanzhi's eyes were fixed on Feng Chen's tightly clenched hand, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised: "Little uncle, you have already come out of grandpa's study, why are you still reluctant to let go of my hand?"

Feng Chen's heart skipped a beat when he heard Gu Nanzhi's words.

He looked at Gu Nanzhi and met Gu Nanzhi's smiling eyes.

He coughed slightly unnaturally, and said to Gu Nanzhi in a low voice: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest quickly."

After saying that, he walked towards the other direction of the stairs with his long legs.

Gu Nanzhi looked at Feng Chen's back and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

She saw the unnatural look on Feng Chen's face, but she didn't expect that Feng Chen, who had always been indifferent and didn't care about anything, would have such an expression.

Suddenly her phone vibrated again. She picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. After hesitating, she finally answered the call.

"Hello……"

"Nanzhi, I'm in the garden, can you come over?"

Feng Yu's voice rang on the other end of the phone, and Gu Nanzhi frowned.

To be honest, she has nothing to say to Feng Yu now, but what she can't figure out is why Feng Yu has started to pester her again recently?

When Gu Nanzhi didn't answer, Feng Yu said in a pleading tone: "Nanzhi, can you just come over? I have something to tell you."

Gu Nanzhi hung up the phone neatly and ignored Feng Yu.

She felt from the beginning to the end that she had nothing to say to him. When she was about to walk to the door of the room, she seemed to hear something suddenly, and turned around and walked towards the garden.

When Feng Chen turned around, he happened to see Gu Nanzhi leaving. He frowned and felt a little confused.

It's so late, where is she going?

Confused, he turned around and walked into his room.

The night gradually fell, and the sun had long been hidden behind layers of clouds. At this time, the night was like an endless net gradually pressing down.

Unknown insects sang briskly in the grass, and the earth gradually fell asleep.

Gu Nazhi walked toward the depths of the garden in the breeze. The small orange lights in the grass on both sides of the path illuminated Gu Nazhi's path.

When Feng Yu saw Gu Nazhi, he breathed a long sigh of relief. He thought Gu Nazhi wouldn't come.

Looking at her, his eyes slowly became hot, and there was actually a little joy in his heart. He stared at her so seriously, with unknown emotions shining in his eyes.

"If you have anything to do, just tell me." Gu Nanzhi said coldly to Feng Yu.