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Zhang Yu soon learned about Feng Hao's return. To be honest, she was really curious. Since this guy was diagnosed, he went to the United States, where the medical level is better than that in Hong Kong.

She was just a little curious, and then let the matter go. Her ex-husband was just a stranger to her.

What made her curious was that Feng Hao actually came to her house. Originally, Zhang Yu's response to his visits was to ignore him and let him stay at the door as long as he was willing to.

In the past, the media would still be concerned about such news, but now the Feng family is no longer a wealthy family and is at most just a landlord.

Although Zhang Yu has many industries under his name, his investment situation is perfectly hidden through numerous investment companies.

What everyone knows about Zhang Yu is that she has a strong maternal family, her son and daughter are also very promising, and she is not short of money. She owns a large number of apartments, shops, and factories for rent.

A landlady like this is not worth the reporters' attention at all.

At first they would still keep an eye on them, but not on Zhang Yu, but on Zhang Xi and the others. They wanted to see whether these second-generation people were suitable to be like many other second-generation people, racing cars, riding yachts, chasing celebrities, or even touching prohibited things.

It’s a pity that they seldom go out. Even if they go out, they just accompany Zhang Yu shopping, or have a party with friends, go to a restaurant to have a meal, then find a place to have tea and chat, and then go back home.

Not to mention touching prohibited items, they don't even go to places like bars and nightclubs.

After so many surveillances and knowing their patterns, which reporter would be willing to come and break the news?

It is quite inspiring to see children from wealthy families study hard, but the majority of readers in Hong Kong do not like to see such news. They would rather see children from wealthy families act arrogantly and domineeringly.

No matter how arrogant a sentence is, Zhang Yu, as a reader, of course, also likes to see news about this in the newspaper, as long as the person involved is not his own child.

"Then let him stay." Zhang Yu said coldly. There was no such thing as love. The original owner's feelings for him had long been exhausted, not to mention her, a fake.

Feng Hao sat in the car for a long time and found that the door of Zhang Yu's house was not open and no one came out to ask whether they were willing to see him.

Feng Hao had long known that Zhang Yu only hated him, but he had never expected that she hated him so much.

"Tell her that I'm going to die soon and I have something to say to her." Feng Hao knew that when he left Piaoliangguo and returned to Gangcheng, it meant that his life had entered the countdown.

But he really wanted to know something, and if he didn't get the answer, he would die with regret.

Feng Hao originally didn't want to take out some things now. He thought about taking out the things after meeting Zhang Yu.

But the current situation does not wait for anyone. If he doesn't bring something out, he won't be able to see Zhang Yu at all.

When Zhang Yu heard the housekeeper say that Feng Hao had something for her to see, she didn't want to look at it. Later she said she would regret it if she didn't look at it. After thinking about it, she decided that it didn't matter anyway, so she just looked at it.

After taking the note and glancing at it, Zhang Yu was happy and said, "Let him in."

Originally, I just wanted to let Feng Hao in, but then I thought, forget it, let his butler and bodyguard come in together, otherwise if there was an accident, it would be hard to explain.

The housekeeper originally thought that this was another futile effort. Everyone knew that Zhang Yu hated Feng Hao and everyone related to him.

When they occasionally met in the social circle before, they would simply ignore each other. If the Feng family was thriving, everyone would say that Zhang Yu must be regretting it, but she was too embarrassed to cut off her son's path to success.

Unfortunately, the reality is that the Feng family is slowly declining, the textile industry is declining, Feng Hao wants to transform, but the road to transformation is not smooth, plus the suppression from the Feng family and the Zhang family, Feng Hao can only unwillingly become a landlord.

From then on, the social circle completely closed its door to Feng Hao's lineage, and Zhang Yu could still enter and exit the social circle even though she did not have a good industry.

The butler looked at Feng Hao in front and said, "Master..."

Feng Hao indicated that he didn't need help, "Let me save some face."

If he appeared in front of Zhang Yu like this, he would become a big joke.

The housekeeper looked at Feng Hao who was walking very slowly. Is there any difference between supporting him now and supporting him?

Forget it, he is the boss and the one who pays the salaries. The housekeeper did not argue with him and just walked slowly behind him into Zhang's house.

Although I have never been inside Zhang’s house before, some pictures have been revealed, such as a large swimming pool overlooking Hong Kong Island and the harbor.

Feng Hao was very envious of such a house and always felt that such a house should be the Feng family's heirloom mansion in Gangcheng.

The servant had no complaints about Feng Hao's slow walking, but instead led him slowly in front.

Feng Hao looked at the servant walking in front of him and argued that it was Zhang Yu who taught the family. When they were in the old house in Shencheng, she had disciplined the servants very well.

Zhang Yu sat by the swimming pool drinking a drink and looking at the harbor. Although she felt a little bored looking at it every day, when she thought about the original owner, this was the place where Feng Hao lived out his old age and died, she felt that she should live here.

And at night, looking at the lights at the foot of the mountain, I feel very good and like I am the king.

"What would you like to drink, boiled water?" Zhang Yu asked Feng Hao in a kind tone.

Walking to the gate had consumed a lot of Feng Hao's energy. He was already out of breath. For the sake of his face, he didn't say anything.

Zhang Yu waited for Feng Hao to speak, looking at his flushed face, "Why bother? Everyone knows that you have cancer, and your women and children are counting down for you."

"An old man who refuses to die is a thief. If you don't die and live in the United States for a long time, the medical expenses, living expenses, servants' fees, etc., will cost a lot of money in a year."

"Thanks to your good butler, he insisted on not giving up treatment even when you were unconscious." Zhang Yu glanced at the butler Feng Hao who was already very old.

Zhang Yu really had no good feelings towards this butler, but he had to admit that as Feng Hao's butler, he did a really good job.

"I know." Feng Hao was of course satisfied with the butler.

"You only know that, but did you give the supervisor a building in addition to his salary?" Zhang Yu provoked, "If they follow you, they will offend your money-hungry women and children."

"They can't do anything to him now. As soon as you die, I can guess that they will take action against your housekeeper immediately." Zhang Yu took a sip of bird's nest.

"You care about him a lot?" Feng Hao was puzzled. He didn't understand why Zhang Yu cared about the housekeeper.

You know, when they were in Shencheng, Zhang Yu hated him very much, so why would she speak for him now?

Feng Hao looked at the butler in surprise, and the butler also looked at Zhang Yu in surprise, not understanding how he could speak for him so well.

"I see myself in him. I and the Zhang family have made a lot of contributions to the Feng family and you."