"Yes!" Housekeeper Xing increasingly found it difficult to understand Mr. Feng’s thoughts.
"Cancel Zhenzhen’s position as the heir!" Mr. Feng wiped his hands and stood up, taking his cane and walking out.
Housekeeper Xing stood there, stunned for a good while before he ca to his senses. By the ti he wanted to respond, Mr. Feng had already left.
Lady Zhenzhen’s position as the heir was already unstable, but now it’s being severely undermined by those with ulterior motives—was this really the right thing to do?
It could have been canceled later!
Does the Feng Family truly lack familial love?
Chief Ni walked in from outside and saw Housekeeper Xing in a daze, unable to resist asking, "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing." Housekeeper Xing gathered his outward emotions, "Have the servants send so liquid food to Lady Zhenzhen; everything I brought earlier was smashed."
"I got it." Chief Ni nodded, not saying more.
Looking around, Housekeeper Xing suddenly felt the estate was indeed full of shadows.
****
Daives said it would take three days to capture Qin Cuifen, but he managed to get her in just one. The quick efficiency also showcased his network and influence, which definitely surpassed Julian’s as a re criminal.
"Miss Sheng Ning, our boss requests your presence." Two bodyguards in black suits at the door said.
Sheng Ning was busy in the theater’s hall, asuring for dinsions. So renovations before reopening seed outdated, so she was busy tweaking small details. This way, she could save money while achieving unexpected results.
"What’s the matter?" Sheng Ning straightened up and asked, puzzled. She had never visited Daives’s domain yet; what would the territory of a big shot in Country M be like?
"The person you wanted has been captured, the boss invites you over."
"Alright!" Sheng Ning knew it was Qin Cuifen captured as soon as she heard. The place she was currently staying wasn’t suitable for taking people away; it wouldn’t be good to scare the children.
Her embroiled enmity with Qin Cuifen spanning two generations needed resolution.
Not for herself—if only for the child’s sake, she needed to take this harsh action. Feng Zhenzhen’s case was a bloody example. No matter who the real mastermind behind the scenes was, Qin Cuifen posed a trendous threat.
After explaining things to Aunt Feng and Lin En, she left.
Lately, Gu Yunbo had been dragged off to work by Arthur, and renowned Xilin University was just like visiting a pastry shop with her.
Following the bodyguard’s car all the way to the Upper East District, Daives’s base was a marvelously large-area villa. The car slowly drove in, stopped at the entrance, and just as Sheng Ning was about to get out, the bodyguard rapidly opened the car door for her.
By the looks of it, they feared missing the opening mont.
Sheng Ning felt a bit awkward; she’d forgotten that Western countries value gentlemanly conduct, like opening car doors for ladies, as a fundantal courtesy.
"Please, inside."
"Thank you!" She glanced back, feeling as though eyes were following her, but after an extensive scan with no discovery, she had no choice but to give up.
Stepping up the three marble steps and through the front door, a lavish hall and standout spiral staircase filled her view. The marble floor tiles bore a bloodstain caused by dragging—a stark contrast.
Sheng Ning followed the bloodstain step by step to stand in front of the kneeling Qin Cuifen.
Seeing Qin Cuifen’s wretched appearance made her widen her eyes slightly, almost disbelieving the person before her was Qin Cuifen. With an obese build, layered chin, kneeling on the ground with bulging fat squeezed from her waist and thighs.
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