Feng De continued to speak, “Oh right, he often discussed it with Miss Mo Nuo. From what I can see, the relationship between the two of them seems to have improved a lot, only Miss Mo Nuo stayed in Port of Heaven last night.”
This was a good thing, a good thing. She hated Mo Nuo, hated the Gong Jia, but those people were good to him.
“Sigh, but I don’t feel good about the young master.” Feng De said as he looked at Shi Xiaonian, his tone a little gloomy. Then, he let out a long sigh and walked to the entrance of the hotel, blowing the night wind at his face.
Housekeeper Feng was rarely like this.
Shi Xiaonian walked forward and asked puzzledly, “Housekeeper Feng, is there something you haven’t told me?”
“Then what does Young Master mean by insisting on having his own engagement ceremony in the country? For this matter, Young Master had a dispute with the British side for a long time, until his face turned red and his ears turned red.” Feng De said.
“Miss Xi, I really don’t know how to explain it to you. Say it this way, I have a faint premonition.” Feng De stood in front of her and said with a frown, his face full of worry.
“A premonition?”
I feel that the young master is a little decisive this time, he has already prepared everything, regardless of who the N.E. is going to tell him, he will not fight anymore, and other than Miss Mo Nuo and the Gong Jia, everything else will be decided by him, he has also been much more gentle to Miss Mo Nuo, he has never had a fight with her again.
“…”
The fireworks in the distance were magnificent.
Shi Xiaonian’s gaze became serious, and her lips trembled slightly. After a while, she said, “I, I’ll go and see him.”
As Shi Xiaonian walked out, even her legs felt a bit weak, and her face was completely pale white. Her pair of clear black and white eyes were filled with panic, and Feng De held her up, “Miss Xi, this way, my carriage is right there.”
Shi Xiaonian looked at him blankly, “You must be wrong.”