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Chapter 353 Feng Xiran's Extra Story

The weather is fine, this is the fifth sunny day after the last heavy rain.

Feng Xiran looked through today's schedule, helped her husband match the suit and tie he was going to wear today, and then went into the kitchen to cook an exquisite and delicious breakfast for his lover.

She is not in a very high spirits today.

"Qingguang, Ruirui, it's time for breakfast."

Feng Xiran put three identical breakfasts on the table one by one.

The hour hand just passed seven o'clock, and the father and son walked down the spiral staircase on time.

Meng Qingguang let go of her five-year-old son, habitually pulled Feng Xiran into her arms, and kissed her gently on the cheek.

The son has long been accustomed to the stickiness of the two of them, and doesn't care about being stuffed with dog food early in the morning.

Feng Xiran blinked her left eye at her husband, and asked playfully, "I will see your 'best friend' this afternoon, how do you feel?"

Meng Qingguang was taken aback for a moment, and understood the little girl in his wife's heart. He looked straight into his wife's eyes calmly, and asked softly: "Is Mrs. Meng free today? My best friend asked me to invite you to have a cup of tea."

"It's a great honor." The woman smiled slowly.

Feng Xiran doesn't like Du Xianjun.

No woman wants her husband to have a friend of the opposite sex who is very important to her.

Yes, Meng Qingguang valued her.

Feng Xiran knew that he shouldn't be jealous, because the eyes of these two people are so open, they are really just friends, there is no ambiguity.

The communication between the two stopped at text messages during the New Year's Eve, and it has been two years since they last met.

According to Feng Xiran's understanding of Du Xianjun, that woman is a workaholic. She is the director of a scientific research institute under Seventh Uncle. She has never had a boyfriend for so many years, as if she was born without such a knack.

Feng Xiran thought many times, if he had known Du Xianjun earlier than him, perhaps in that case, that woman would not have participated in his life.

But life cannot be repeated.

After all, she still missed Meng Qingguang's youthful youth.

This regret, no matter how much sweetness they have later, cannot make up for it.

……

Lan Shuying glanced at her watch.

Half a minute before the agreed time, Meng Qingguang happened to appear at the door of the teahouse, and Feng Xiran was standing beside him.

She waved at them.

She knew Feng Xiran's mind somewhat, because she needed to stay in this city for a day, and thinking of the couple living here, she made an appointment.

The couple ordered tea that suits their taste. Feng Xiran opened the mouth first and said politely: "Mr. Xian is a rare visitor. I have always heard that Uncle Qi valued you very much. We know you are busy with work, so we are embarrassed to bother you. Haven't seen each other for two years."

Lan Shuying took a sip of her tea, not caring about the ambiguity in her words, and said flatly: "Grandpa's funeral, Seventh Master gave me a few days off, I'll go back and have a look, and I'll be back at the institute tomorrow. "

Du Xianjun's grandfather was the old man Zhang who went to a restaurant to make trouble a few years ago. He died of natural causes without illness or disaster at the end of his life.

Old man Zhang didn't leave much inheritance, just a few houses and a few acres of land, which made the three brothers fight.She just went back to take a look. With the "friendship" between the two families, she didn't bother to contribute money and efforts, as long as she suppressed the three brothers and didn't cause too much embarrassment.

Meng Qingguang is much more cheerful than before, her conversation reveals the charm of a mature man, her eyes are full of happiness when she mentions his wife and children, this is Feng Xiran's credit.

The three of them also talked about Feng Wanwan.

Among the several masters in the Feng family, Seventh Master is the only one who stands out and is the pillar of the Feng family, but in the eyes of ordinary people who don't know the truth, it is usually Feng Wanwan's father who shows up the most.

"Uncle passed away last year, and Sister Wanwan's life is not going well."

Feng Xiran said this more tactfully.

But in a place like Feng's family, Feng Wanwan's own strength is not enough, and she has lost her only backing. How is her life going? This is a question that doesn't need to be asked carefully.

Lan Shuying nodded and said nothing more.

The male protagonist did not marry the female protagonist, and she also kept Du Xianjun's jade, and lived a life that met the expectations of the Du family. Even if she leaves now, it is completely okay, and there is no need to worry about Feng Wanwan anymore, because she can't get up.

In the evening, the nanny of the Meng family led a lively and lovely boy to find this table.

Facing the boy's curious big eyes, Lan Shuying smiled: "This is Ruirui, right? Last time I saw him in a hurry. I heard that the child was at Grandpa Han's place. This is the first time I saw him."

She handed over a greeting gift, and the child liked it very much, and soon called Aunt Du very affectionately.

Thinking of her unwillingness to get married and have children, Meng Qingguang originally wanted her to have a marriage with Ruirui. When they are old, Ruirui can also do her part of filial piety.But he caught a glimpse of the unhidden vigilance in his wife's eyes, so he swallowed the words back and chatted about other topics naturally.

"Uncle Du is still in good health recently, isn't he?"

"Very good. I rescued a girl who accidentally fell into the water in the park a while ago. He can chat with that girl's mother very well." Lan Shuying pursed her lips and smiled.

Old Du has been alone for many years, but it can be regarded as the meaning of a second spring.

Over the years, they had already given up on looking for Mother Du, thinking she was running away with money.

She doesn't want this family, and she doesn't want a stable life. The mother and son have nothing to say. Seeing that the woman used to take care of the housework in the Du family and gave birth to an excellent daughter for the old Du family, they gave up on recovering the stolen money. Money is barely a reconciliation with the past.

Perhaps it was because the impression this marriage left on him was too gloomy. Old Du did not plan to remarry. Grandma Du persuaded him several times, but seeing that his intention was firm, she did not mention it again.

Grandma Du and Mr. Han have quite a topic, and the Han family and the Feng family are related by marriage because of the couple in front of them. Lan Shuying works for Feng Qiye, and she usually has a lot of things. She is worried that the old man is in Rong County, because The distance is too far to take care of.

In the end, Mr. Han came forward to invite, and Grandma Du herself was willing to live in Han's manor for the elderly, so she has been living there.

After hearing what Lan Shuying meant, the couple started to laugh, but Ruirui couldn't understand, so she clapped her hands and laughed.

The conversation was in full swing, so I simply ordered some food in this teahouse. After dinner, a group of people came out and parted ways under the street lamp.

Seeing the woman get into the taxi and leave casually, Feng Xiran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Small vinegar bag."

Meng Qingguang wrapped her hand in his own, "Mrs. Meng, it's time for us to go home."

"Qingguang..." Feng Xiran suddenly felt a little shy, and rubbed his forehead against his arm, "Do you think that I don't trust you..."

"No." Meng Qingguang replied without thinking.

Holding his beloved wife in one hand and the crystallization of their love in the other, he walked in the evening breeze, feeling that everything was enough.

"I am grateful to her and admire her. I was not sensible before, but I really wanted to monopolize her time."

Feng Xiran's breathing became short of breath.

"Don't be afraid, it's all in the past." He squeezed that hand, smiled, "I've always only loved you."

(End of this chapter)