After the female emperor of the Feng clan transmigrated into a wealthy young mistress, the president

"Well, did you say that Qi Jianyuan is still in the mortuary of the hospital?"

"Yes, Master!"

Asking about the person who almost killed them, Ji Rui felt a little strange.

Although he was the second uncle, he wanted their lives again and again. Where did the young master get his thoughts on such a person, and he was still concerned about them.

"Discuss with my second aunt and prepare for the funeral of my second uncle. The sooner the better."

"Ok?"

Ji Rui just asked, and then he reacted.

Could it be that the young master's action is the legendary lure a snake out of its hole?

"Distribute the news as soon as possible from your side."

"Okay, young master!"

Qi Ran nodded.

Under the name of Qi Jianyuan, there is only one son, Qi Ran.

Now that the person is dead, they are about to prepare for the funeral. As Qi Jianyuan's only son, Qi Shiyuan bets that Qi Ran will definitely show up.

If so, their people don't need to look for them very much, just wait.

"I have to say, young master, your move is really high."

Ji Rui stepped on the gas pedal, talking happily while starting to prepare for the next thing.

When the two of them returned to Jinxiu Manor, they immediately saw that Feng Xi had returned.

At this moment, she has changed into comfortable home clothes, and her long hair is loose, looking very relaxed.

She just stood at the door like this, letting the spring wind blow her long hair casually, like a fairy who just fell from the sky, Qi Shiyuan couldn't regain his senses after seeing it for a long time.

Ji Rui on the other side couldn't help but said: "Wow, the young lady is so beautiful."

Finally, Qi Shiyuan came back to his senses, pretended to cough, then frowned, stepped forward and asked.

"Xi'er, why are you standing here? Even though it's already March, the weather is still very cold."

"I'm waiting for you."

"Wait until I can wait at home. If you catch a cold, I will feel bad."

Qi Shiyuan was talking while holding her in his arms and walking inside.

Seeing Feng Xi at this moment, it seemed that the fatigue all over his body was relaxed, and by Feng Xi's side, he finally returned to that relaxed state.

"Next time I will remember.

I just can't wait to ask you how things are going tonight, have you met Mr. He? "

At that time, Qi Shiyuan would ask her about this matter, which meant that this matter was very important.

Most of the time, Feng Xi doesn't care much about the work related to Qi Shiyuan, because she is afraid that she will accidentally hear the secrets about the Qi Group and cause trouble.

"Yes, I told him about the situation of the Qi Group, and he said he wanted to think about it."

Qi Shiyuan was talking wearily while leading her inside.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Guan Fengxi to reply, his whole body collapsed, hugged Fengxi from behind, and buried his head between her neck, like a koala.

Feng Xi paused in her forward steps, raised her hand to touch his head buried in her neck, and touched his hair that was a little stiff after being sprayed with jelly water, and spoke with concern.

"What's going on here?"

Qi Shiyuan just hugged her, shook his head, and sighed softly.

"Xi'er, I feel so tired. Can you let me hug you like this?"

While talking, Qi Shiyuan tried his best to smell Feng Xi's body, like a dying person trying to inhale oxygen.

"How can you still act like a child when you're such a big man?"

Feng Xi scolded, but didn't push him away, just stood like this, letting him hold him, stroking his hair with her small hands once and for all.

"Xi'er, if only I could keep you by my side all the time."

"Why do you say that? You can't do anything if you take me by your side?"

Feng Xi felt a little helpless.

It's been a long time, and this is the first time she has seen such a clingy Qi Shiyuan, which made her feel a little indigestion, but felt a little happiness.

"You are like my energy storage device. It seems that no matter how tired I am outside, as long as I can hold you, I feel that everything will be fine."

The wind and rain outside can be temporarily blocked at the door, and all the troubles can also be temporarily put aside.

"I have such a great effect? ​​Why didn't I know before?"

Feng Xi asked amusedly.

I feel sorry for the man next to me.

Even though he has so many things to do and is so tired, he still asks himself to be like a spinning top that cannot stop for a moment.

"What did you know before? You just knew to push me away."

Qi Shiyuan muttered for a while, but didn't speak any more.

"Are you hungry, do you want to eat?"

The two of them have been hugging like this for quite a while, and the old man in the living room watched, although he didn't say anything, but the smile on his face told them, I just watched you quietly.

"it is good!"

Qi Shiyuan nodded, straightened his waist, changed his weak and clingy posture just now, and returned to that haughty and dignified appearance once again.

The contrast between before and after made Fengxi stunned for a moment, but in the end he followed him into the living room without saying anything.

After all three people arrived, the old man asked Qi Shiyuan his first question after he came back.

"How are things going today?"

A sentence without any emotion, it doesn't seem like the grandfather is caring about the grandson, it's more like the chairman is asking the president about the progress of the matter.

"Fortunately, it's being processed."

Qi Shiyuan's answer was also very simple, as if the communication between the two of them had been so efficient all along.

While filling himself with food, Qi Shiyuan opened his mouth as if he remembered something.

"Grandpa, I want to hold a funeral for my second uncle."

"Why? He has a son of his own."

The old man felt a little surprised. All along, the second son and the eldest grandson have been separated by blood debts. He really couldn't think of Qi Shiyuan's intention.

Generally speaking, there is no need for him to wrong himself so much.

"I know, but Qi Ran has already escaped. The second uncle is still in the mortuary. If Qi Ran doesn't come back, the funeral will not be held."

Among these juniors, he, Qi Shiyuan, was the only grown-up nephew. If his biological son didn't care about this, he wouldn't mind giving him a ride, treating it as a relative, leaving him with the last dignity.

"That's fine. You can discuss this matter with your second aunt. As for your second uncle's funeral, it doesn't need to be too grand, nor too simple."

The old man said, no matter how poor the second son is, he is still the second young master of the Qi family. He is too simple to be justified, and others will see it as a joke.

Too grand and unnecessary, he is not the head of the Qi family, let alone someone in power.

"Qi Shiyuan, when it comes to funerals, I have an idea."

Feng Xi interrupted in a timely manner.