Rebirth of Atonement

After breakfast, they said goodbye briefly, and the Feng family's car came to pick up Feng Zhe.

The car finally drove into the vast courtyard and stopped in front of a gorgeous villa.

Just as Feng Zhe got out of the car, he saw a beautiful girl standing in front of the wide open door of the villa. She was only seventeen or eighteen years old. When she saw Feng Zhe's figure, she immediately rushed towards Feng Zhe with excitement. Li also called out happily: "Brother!"

She is Feng Zhe's half-sister, Feng Qing. Even though she is a half-sister, Feng Zhe always treats her as his own sister.

"What's wrong?" Feng Zhe caught Feng Qing and let her wrap his arms around his neck, "You're still acting like a baby when you grow up so big?"

"I'm just so happy," Feng Qing looked up at Feng Zhe, blinked her crystal eyes, then let go of her hands and took a step back, saying flatteringly, "Brother hasn't come back for so long, what do you want to eat?" If there is anything you want to play, just tell me, and I will take you to eat and play."

"It's only been two weeks since I saw you. I haven't forgotten the way to Xindu." Feng Zhe raised his eyebrows, "It's almost the exam season, so you just go there to play?"

"I didn't just focus on playing," Feng Qing stuck out her tongue, "Do you want me to take out all the report cards?"

Feng Zhe was about to answer the conversation, when he saw a woman walking to the door, with a gorgeous shawl on her shoulders, and a graceful demeanor.

"Qing, don't pester him all the time when your brother comes back in a hurry." The woman pretended to reprimand Feng Qing, and then showed a friendly smile to Feng Zhe, "Come in, I've made tea."

"Yes, Mom." Feng Zhe's address was very natural.

However, the person in front of him who cared enough about him was not actually his biological mother.

"Father, where is mom?" Feng Zhe once asked his father this way when he was very young, but he didn't get an answer.

There is no impression of that woman in my memory, only a photo that is no longer clear.

The sunlight is blocked by the thick and delicate texture of the gate.

Feng Zhe sat on the bench carved with huanghuali, and saw his stepmother making him a cup of hot tea.

"The tea is very hot, be careful," she handed over the tea, the aroma was overflowing, "I heard that you came back yesterday..."

"I had a little get-together with my friends yesterday." Feng Zhe said.

"That's right, Xiao Zhe has grown up and can make decisions on his own, so you don't have to tell me anything," the stepmother began to pretend to wipe her tears habitually, "Then when can I bring a lovely daughter-in-law back for me to see?" Woolen cloth?"

"Daughter-in-law?" Feng Qing suddenly opened her eyes.

"Mom, there's no rush." ​​Feng Zhe said calmly.In fact, even Feng Zhe ten years later failed to fulfill his stepmother's wish.

"But I want to hug my grandson." The stepmother continued to pretend to wipe away tears.

"Mom, do you want to be a grandma at such a young age? It sounds very old!" Feng Qing quickly protested.

"It's true..." The stepmother held her face in distress.

"When will Dad come back?" Feng Zhe took the opportunity to change the subject.

When he was still at Jian Tianqi's house, Feng Zhe glanced at the news, and knew that Feng's had reached a cooperation intention with the emerging Internet company - Xindu Interactive Media.

Fengshi started to enter the Internet industry ten years ago, but it didn't go well at the beginning, because Xindu Interactive Media, which Fengshi invested in, was shut down because of illegal business and the CEO involved in a criminal case. Fengshi's investment was not only in vain , which also restricted Feng's development in the Internet industry in the next few years.

If possible, Feng Zhe would like to avoid wading into this muddy water, but at this time, although he has entered the work of the Feng family, he is still only in an auxiliary role, not in a position where he can make decisions.

Now all the company's decisions are still based on the words of his father - Feng Shiyan.

"He's been coming back a little late recently, and he seems a little busy," said the stepmother.

"I'll go back to the company." Feng Zhe got up and said.

"Don't you want to take a break? You just returned home..." asked the stepmother.

"No need." Feng Zhe said.

If possible, Feng Zhe would like to try to change this "history".