"Xiao Jian, this ti you've really let Grandpa down!"
Even Dugu Jinhong realized his tone was too harsh; after all, this was his most cherished grandson, and he couldn't be too hard on him.
"Grandpa, what should I do now?" Dugu Jian asked with a bitter face.
"It's simple, go to Binhai again, with an attitude twelve tis more sincere than before, and recruit Jiang Feng! I don't believe that there are people in this world who aren't tempted by fa and fortune. This is also a contest between you and that girl Baili Xiyue. Grandpa doesn't want you to lose to her!" Dugu Jinhong said calmly.
"And the vendetta against Luu Fengxian, not going to avenge it?" Dugu Jian exclaid.
"If losing one Luu Fengxian results in a far stronger young master, it will still be worth it!" Dugu Jinhong appeared very magnanimous.
"...Got it, then I'll go again!"
Dugu Jian gritted his teeth, truly giving Jiang Feng an advantage. As the eldest son of the Dugu family, he actually had to run to Binhai twice for Jiang Feng and even temporarily set aside his enmity with Luu Fengxian, which was truly frustrating.
"Rember to be humble and low-key!" Dugu Jinhong instructed: "If Jiang Feng really can't stand your arrogance, then tone it down. Ultimately, it's all about winning him over, understand?"
"Understood!" Dugu Jian nodded: "Then Grandpa, I'll go handle it!"
"Co back!"
Before Dugu Jian could take a few steps, Dugu Jinhong suddenly called him back.
"Grandpa, is there anything else?"
"Do you know why I'm disappointed in you this ti?" Dugu Jinhong said indifferently.
"Wh...why?"
"Because you panic when faced with problems, you're unfocused, and lack leadership!"
Dugu Jinhong frowned: "As the future leader of the Dugu family, how can you not withstand even a little failure? Where's your resilience? You need to brace yourself! Look at you just now, panicking and making a fool of yourself!"
"Grandpa, I understand! I'll never get so scattered again; I'll learn to remain composed..." Dugu Jian said hastily.
"Alright, go, Grandpa is waiting for good news!" Dugu Jinhong finally satisfied, waved his hand.
...
After Jiang Feng left the forested outskirts, he received a call from Feng Yueji.
Although Jiang Feng didn't say much when he left, Feng Yueji knew he must have gone to settle scores with the person who cast the curse on Xiao Li, so she briefly asked about the process.
Jiang Feng, concise and direct, told her the instigator had been dealt with and that Xiao Li need not be scared anymore.
Back at Fengming, Jiang Feng put the Great General back in the warehouse, ready to return to the security room when he suddenly saw Nangong Qingcheng walking toward him.
Today, the won still ca to the company to discuss the first batch of products for Baili Xiyue's live broadcast. Nangong Qingcheng intentionally ca down to find him after Jiang Feng returned.
"Jiang Feng, is everything resolved with Sister Feng?"
Nangong Qingcheng asked curiously.
"Yes." Jiang Feng nodded calmly: "What brings you here?"
"Grandpa called earlier, saying he misses us and wants us to co for lunch at noon. I wanted to ask if you have ti." Nangong Qingcheng said.
Upon reflection, it had indeed been a long ti since they last had a al with the Old Man, the last ti being when he was hospitalized and Nangong Qingcheng and Jiang Feng kept vigil for him.
Since Nangong Honghu had always doted on Nangong Qingcheng, this closeness across generations made her feel unfilial and guilty whenever she thought about it.
"Sure." Jiang Feng agreed without hesitation, nodding.
He naturally felt gratitude toward Nangong Honghu, though regrettably busy; otherwise, he would definitely visit the Old Man more often.
The two decided, at noon, they would make an excuse to intentionally avoid Chu Feifei, Baili Xiyue, and the rest, and drive back to the old mansion together.
Admittedly, Jiang Feng felt rather helpless.
The initial reason for renting that house was to be convenient for Nangong Qingcheng and the rest to attend school, being close to the company, hence moving out of Yi Garden.
However, now Zhang Qinyao had also moved in, leaving Jiang Feng with nowhere to sleep.
Adding to the chaos, Baili Xiyue almost made the house feel like "a ss," so much so that Jiang Feng had to sleep on the floor.
"Jiang Feng, did you do anything strange while sleeping below Xiyue last night?"
Nangong Qingcheng asked intentionally while driving.
She'd wanted to ask this question since morning but hadn't had the chance until now.
"No, she slept in her bed, and I slept in mine. What could happen?" Jiang Feng feigned calmness.
"Really?"
Nangong Qingcheng tilted her head, glancing at Jiang Feng: "But why do I always feel like you and she seem like old acquaintances?"
"You're overthinking it, no such thing."
Jiang Feng, of course, firmly denied it, not a lie, but a kind-hearted concealnt.
The two stopped by a mall to purchase so health products before heading to Nangong Mansion.
Nangong Honghu, inside, heard the car and quickly ca out using a cane. Seeing the two, he smiled: "Xiao Feng, Qingcheng, you're here!"
"Grandpa!"
Nangong Qingcheng, seeing her grandfather now needing a cane, suddenly felt a pang, her eyes involuntarily reddened.
Ever since that illness, Nangong Honghu hadn't fully recovered and seed much older.
Like all the elderly, each illness ages them, and they can't endure too much.
"Silly child, why tears? Isn't Grandpa quite robust? Coming to Grandpa's place, why bring things, doesn't it feel like ho? Co in, co in, Grandpa hasn't seen you two for ages, really missed you!"
Nangong Honghu, extrely delighted, welcod Jiang Feng and Nangong Qingcheng inside, smiling broadly.
Jiang Feng looked at the Old Man, who regarded him as his own, and sighed.
Seeing Nangong Honghu, he naturally thought of that night when the Old Man ntioned events from thirteen years ago.
As for the person from Capital City who pressured Nangong Honghu to take good care of him, Jiang Feng still had no idea who they actually were.
He had so guesses but would only have a chance to verify them later.
The two carried things and followed the Old Man back into the familiar old mansion.
"Grandpa, Jiang Feng said on the way that he will cook for you; have you tasted his cooking before? It's really good!"
Nangong Qingcheng brightened her mood after entering, smiling at Nangong Honghu.
"Silly girl, coming to Grandpa's place and having Xiao Feng cook, just chat with Grandpa, I'll have dishes sent over from a restaurant!"
Nangong Honghu wouldn't let Jiang Feng cook, waving his hand.
"No, let cook; you two chat, and I'll show off a bit."
Smiling, Nangong Qingcheng briskly walked to the kitchen.
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