I rely on supernatural powers to marry a wealthy family

Back upstairs, Feng Zhanjue gently opened the door and looked inside.

"Come in directly." Xu Guoguo was amused to see him watching carefully at the door, and motioned him to come in first.

Feng Zhanjue walked up to her carefully, put his hands on her shoulders, and said kindly: "Don't worry anymore, Zhu Ruojiao is always watched over there, nothing will happen."

Seeing that he still didn't understand what he meant, Xu Guoguo sighed, grabbed Feng Zhanjue's hand and said worriedly: "Zhu Ruojiao brought the media here today, it will have some impact on the Feng family and your company."

Hearing the guilt in her words, Feng Zhanjue felt a little distressed, hugged her tightly, and said, "If something happened to the Feng family because of a little gossip, it would be impossible for them to exist for so many years."

Seeing that he was so confident, Xu Guoguo felt a little complicated for a while.

She leaned against Feng Zhanjue's arms and was silent for a long time before she whispered again: "Zhu Ruojiao is really abominable. What is she doing coming back since she's gone? Why can she be so confident and treat herself as a victim?"

As for Zhu Ruojiao's thoughts, Feng Zhanjue didn't know, he hugged Xu Guoguo tightly, put his chin on his head, and said in a deep voice, "Don't think about others, as long as you only have your husband in your eyes and mind."

Xu Guoguo gave him a blank stare speechlessly, drooping her eyes and thinking about how to deal with Zhu Ruojiao.

Under the guidance of the F Group's PR department, no rumors came out, but the fact that Zhu Ruojiao brought the media was discussed.

In the evening, Han Zhenzhen and Wen Nanfeng came back to the old house together. They seemed to have some unpleasantness. As soon as they came in, Han Zhenzhen greeted the old man and went back to the room.

Wen Nanfeng walked up to Xu Guoguo with a straight face, and said to her uncomfortably: "I'm afraid Zhenzhen will be bored upstairs, so go and accompany her."

This was the first time Wen Nanfeng said such words to himself, Xu Guoguo looked at him suspiciously, saw that he was avoiding his gaze, and asked, "Did you quarrel with Zhenzhen?"

Wen Nanfeng pursed his lips, acquiescing.

Xu Guoguo sighed, looked upstairs, and said, "Zhenzhen really likes you, I hope you will be well."

"Emotions cannot be forced." Wen Nanfeng smiled wryly.

It is difficult for an upright official to decide on housework, and Xu Guoguo is not good at getting involved in their affairs. She sighed slightly, turned and walked upstairs.

When she reached Han Zhenzhen's room, she paused for a while before knocking on the door.Forehead
Soon Han Zhenzhen came out, looked at Xu Guoguo with red eyes, and laughed at herself: "Sorry, I let you see a bad side."

Xu Guoguo shook her head immediately. She looked at Han Zhenzhen worriedly and asked, "Zhenzhen, are you okay?"

Han Zhenzhen opened the door and said with a smile, "Come in."

Seeing that she was willing to talk to him, Xu Guoguo was not polite and obediently went in.

Entering the room, Xu Guoguo was the first to see a lot of used tissues on the coffee table, and Han Zhenzhen must have started crying as soon as she came back.

"Guoguo, why do you think people's hearts are so difficult? I have worked hard for so long, but I still feel so far away from him? Why is it so difficult to get into his heart?" Han Zhenzhen said with tears.

Xu Guoguo hugged him distressedly, and she could only be a listener when it comes to emotional matters.

It took a long time for Han Zhenzhen to calm down, and she let Xu Guoguo go.

Xu Guoguo handed her the tissue, smiled at her gently, and comforted her: "Do your best, don't force yourself, I hope to see you happy."

"Guoguo, I'm very jealous of your luck." Han Zhenzhen said with downcast eyes.

Shocked by her words, Xu Guoguo looked at her helplessly for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Seeing her like this, Han Zhenzhen sighed, and couldn't bear to vent her anger on Xu Guoguo.

But when she thought of the person she had been in love with for so many years, she was still thinking about this person in front of her, Han Zhenzhen closed her eyes in pain, and said aggrievedly: "Why can't I move my eyes, I don't want to be with him anymore."

"Fool, just follow your own heart." Xu Guoguo couldn't bear it, and hugged him distressedly.

She dragged Han Zhenzhen to sit on the sofa, poured her another glass of water, and seriously acted as a qualified confidant.

Downstairs, the old man raised his crutch several times, stared at Wen Nanfeng and sighed one after another.

"I'm not talking about you, you don't know how to cherish a girl as good as Zhenzhen, what are you waiting for?" the old man asked angrily, glaring at him.

Wen Nanfeng felt aggrieved, he lowered his head and pursed his lips without speaking.

He reorganized his language before speaking again: "Grandpa, you can't blame me for this. We have only officially dated for a few months, and now the Han family wants us to get married. How can you let me agree?"

"What's wrong with getting married? Didn't your grandma and I fall in love after we got married back then? I think marriage is not bad." The old man gave him a supercilious look, and said with disgust, "If you want me to say that you are hypocritical."

Seeing that he didn't understand what he meant at all, Wen Nanfeng only felt a headache, frowned, and didn't want to explain to the old man again.

For his silence, the old man became even more angry, picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

Wen Nanfeng quickly caught the pillow, and explained helplessly: "Grandpa, I think it's better to have some emotional foundation to get married. Besides, Zhenzhen and I are not too old."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to bother you." The old man waved his hand irritably, and stopped entangled with him on this matter.

After all, Wen Nanfeng also watched him grow up. He didn't force him to be named Zhanjue, so naturally he won't force Wen Nanfeng now.

He was silent for a while, and then said again: "Nanfeng, I don't want you to regret it."

"No." Wen Nanfeng looked at the old man seriously, and solemnly promised: "Grandpa, don't worry, I'll be sensible."

The old man sighed again, stood up tremblingly on crutches, looked at the ceiling and said with emotion: "It's getting late, go and coax Zhenzhen and explain it to her, I believe she will understand you."

"Then I'll go up first." Seeing that the old man stopped embarrassing himself, Wen Nanfeng immediately stood up and walked upstairs, as if he was afraid that the old man would stop him.

Seeing him like this, the old man snorted displeasedly, turned his back to him and pretended to be angry.

Han Zhenzhen upstairs got better after she vomited out all the unhappiness. Seeing her smile, Xu Guoguo breathed a sigh of relief.

She left Han Zhenzhen to be alone, while she quietly walked out of her room.

As soon as Xu Guoguo turned around, she saw Wen Nanfeng who was about to knock on the door with his frowning raised, she quickly covered her mouth to dare not make a sound.

Wen Nanfeng glanced inside, and asked softly, "How is Zhenzhen doing now?"

"Nanfeng, I think we need to talk, is it convenient?" Xu Guoguo asked with a smile without rushing to answer.

Knowing what she wanted to say to him, Feng Zhanjue nodded without refusing.