Chapter 11

Rong Ci listened and almost wanted to laugh.

Lin Wu and Feng Tingshen only met after she and Feng Tingshen got married.

Lin Wu knew her relationship with Feng Tingshen, and she didn't believe Lin Lihai didn't know that Feng Tingshen was the husband of his other daughter!

He definitely knew.

But he still shamelessly tried to match Lin Wu and Feng Tingshen.

It could be seen how thoroughly Lin Lihai had ignored her, this daughter, in his heart!

Feng Tingshen agreed.

They chatted for a few more sentences, Rong Ci watched Feng Tingshen waiting for Lin Lihai to get in the car, and after the car drove away, she got in the car and left.

With Feng Tingshen's status and status today, the only ones who could make him do this were a few scattered elders of the Feng family.

But Feng Tingshen was clearly respectful to Lin Lihai.

Just because he was Lin Wu's father.

Thinking of this, she remembered the few times Feng Tingshen saw her grandmother and uncle and aunt, he had a relatively indifferent and cold attitude.

Moreover, in the past, even if she mentioned it to him carefully, he wouldn't be willing to help her uncle at all...

But he wasn't like this toward people Lin Wu valued.

The difference between how he treated her and how he treated Lin Wu was simply worlds apart.

This was the difference between love and not love.

A while later, Feng Tingshen also left.

A long time later, Rong Ci turned and entered Yan Hao.

In the afternoon, after Rong Ci got off work, she went home to take the gifts she had prepared for Feng Old Lady and the old man, and then drove to the Feng family old house.

The Feng family old house was near the suburbs of Ducheng, where the mountains and waters were beautiful and the environment was quiet, very suitable for the elderly to live in.

The only disadvantage was that it was far from the city.

Rong Ci drove for an hour and a half before arriving at the old house.

She parked the car and hadn't entered the house with the gifts when she heard her daughter Feng Jingxin's happy laughter.

Feng Old Lady was facing the door, noticed her for the first time, and immediately smiled: "Xiao Ci is here? Quick, quick, come over here and sit, Grandmother."

But only Feng Old Lady was smiling, Feng Tingshen's mother, her mother-in-law, and Feng Tinglin and her son all had their smiles fade when they saw her.

Rong Ci noticed it, but she was no longer as concerned as before.

She acted as if she didn't see it, smiled, handed the gifts she brought to the butler who came up to greet her, and walked toward the old lady: "Grandmother."

"Ai." The old lady was blooming with joy, pulled Rong Ci to sit down, and then frowned: "Why have you lost so much weight? Did Tingshen bully you?"

Rong Ci lowered her eyes and shook her head: "No, it's just that I've been busy lately."

This was half true and half false.

Feng Tingshen didn't bully her, but her mood was indeed often affected because of him.

Besides this, in this half month, she basically focused on researching artificial intelligence every day after work, and often studied until the early morning before sleeping.

She had lost weight during this period, and this was also a reason.

Before the old lady could speak, Feng Tinglin sneered: "You say this, people who don't know would think your work is really that important, as if the entire Feng Group couldn't do without you."

Feng Tingshen's mother, Sang Qian, sat on the side, fully displaying the style of an elegant noble lady.

She took a sip of tea and said coldly: "If you feel tired working in the Feng Group, just resign. After all, no one is begging you to work in the Feng Group."

Feng Tinglin smiled: "That's right! It's just that someone is reluctant—"

The old lady couldn't bear to hear others talk about Rong Ci, and just as she was about to speak, Rong Ci opened her mouth before her: "I have already submitted my resignation, and after finishing the handover work, I will leave the Feng Group."

As soon as these words came out, Sang Qian and Feng Tinglin were both stunned.

The old lady frowned: "Xiao Ci—"

"Mom is here?"

Feng Jingxin had just taken the elevator to the second floor.

Now she happened to take the elevator down, and seeing Rong Ci, Feng Jingxin was actually quite happy. After all, she really hadn't contacted Rong Ci for more than half a month.

She interrupted Feng Old Lady's words and threw herself into Rong Ci's arms: "Mom!"

Rong Ci paused, gently hugged her and said "Mm", but didn't say anything.

The old lady actually didn't want Rong Ci to leave the Feng Group.

However, seeing Feng Jingxin there, she didn't continue that topic, but smiled and said to Rong Ci: "Xiao Ci, Grandmother hasn't drunk the tea you brewed for a long time, brew two cups for Grandmother?"

Rong Ci had followed Rong Old Lady since she was young. When she was young, she was quiet and her heart was also quiet, and she could sit still, and she also had talent. Over the years, her tea art was quite good.

"This is naturally no problem, it's just that it's almost time for dinner..."

Feng Tinglin liked to drink coffee and didn't like to drink tea.

She also didn't like watching Rong Ci show off her tea art, so she interrupted: "That's right, it's almost time for dinner, wait for Tingshen and Tingyi to return, and then we'll start the meal..."

Just as her words fell, Feng Tingshen returned.

After entering the door, he first greeted the old lady and Sang Qian.

Seeing Rong Ci, he glanced at her and withdrew his gaze, sitting on a single-seat sofa far away from her.

Feng Jingxin saw Feng Tingshen and immediately left Rong Ci's embrace and ran over: "Dad!"

"Mm." Feng Tingshen hugged her, glanced around, and just as he was about to speak, Feng Tingyi returned.

Feng Tingyi was much younger than Feng Tinglin and Feng Tingshen, not yet an adult, his temperament was sunny and cheerful. After he entered the door, he jumped lightly, crossed the sofa armrest, and sat firmly on the sofa.

Seeing so many people, he smiled: "Is everyone waiting for me?"

Feng Tinglin patted his head: "That's right, we are all hungry and waiting for you!"

Feng Tingshen's temperament was steady, he didn't talk much usually, Feng Tinglin's temper was impulsive, while Feng Tingyi was the happy fruit of the family and was closer to his parents.

Once he returned, the smile on Sang Qian's slightly cold face became obvious, the old lady was also happier, and seeing that it was getting late and everyone was hungry, she instructed to start the meal.

There were nine people in total, and they went to the small dining room to dine.

When taking their seats, the order was the old lady, Feng Tingshen, Feng Jingxin, and Rong Ci.

The old lady smiled and beckoned to Feng Jingxin: "Miss Xin Xin, change seats with your dad, let your dad and mom sit together."

The old lady was always sparing no effort to match Rong Ci and Feng Tingshen.

Others were used to it.

They all felt that the old lady was doing useless work.

After all, no matter how she matched them, so many years had passed, and Feng Tingshen's attitude toward Rong Ci hadn't changed at all.

Because she knew that no matter how the old lady matched them, it would be useless, Feng Tinglin smiled sarcastically, and this time she was too lazy to even interfere, so she just found a seat and sat down.

Although Feng Tingshen didn't like the old lady's arrangement, as long as it wasn't a big deal, he wouldn't go against the old lady's face.

Therefore, he didn't speak.

Which meant he agreed.

Rong Ci didn't feel happy about the old lady's matching as she did before.

Her expression was faint, but when looking at the old lady, her smile was gentle, and she said: "It's okay, Grandmother, let's sit like this."