In the imperial capital, I was tempted by food every day, and then I was kidnapped by Wen Jing and wandered around. Zhu Fengfeng almost forgot to go home for the New Year.

"I really don't consider staying? The Spring Festival in the imperial capital is the most festive, and you haven't experienced it yet..."

"It's really not possible. My third brother is not at home this year. I want to accompany my grandparents, my grandparents, and Anzi, and I also have to deliver New Year's goods..."

As for He Zhipeng, when he called the old lady before, the two children were attending class together, I don’t know why Bai Caiwei was willing to let him go to a civilian home this time.

"You're leaving, I'm alone during the Chinese New Year. Fengfeng really wants me to be alone?"

"..." Lonely and helpless? Master, you have passed the show.

The eldest young master of the Wen family in the imperial capital said that he was still alone in the New Year and was still helpless. Zhu Fengfeng was afraid that she would be shot to death if she said it.

Nonsense!

"Don't you go back to the Wen family? Don't you reunite with other people in your family?"

"There is no one anymore. The old man said, I can't take you back, so I don't have to go back anymore. He can't afford to lose this person."

"..." Are you sure this is what Grandpa Wen said, and you didn't force the show yourself?

"Come with me to go through the motions? Otherwise, you will go home and I am alone here, with an empty house, lonely, so pitiful, right?"

"..." Have you ever seen Master Wen who can stop crying at a baby and acted as a pity? It's so...scareful.

"I'll agree first. I don't understand the rules in your wealthy courtyards. If you don't perform well then, don't cause trouble for me."

"No problem, no problem, I'll clean up and we'll go back today."

The little girl left immediately. If she didn't go there again, he might be kicked out by the old man.

"..." You continued to pretend to be pitiful. Suddenly, my face changed so quickly, and I couldn't keep up with the pace.

The first time I visited my home was before the Spring Festival. Even if Zhu Fengfeng didn’t care about it, he would still spend some time to dress up.

“Fengfeng?”

"Why don't you recognize me? Can I go through this way?"

God knows how much thought she has put in and how much makeup she has changed to such a childish face.

"Okay, it's very beautiful. I've never seen you put on makeup before, and I'm fascinated."

Even, in order to cooperate with what he said, Young Master Wen swallowed hard.

“…”

"Let's go, it's too late and impolite. This is the gift I prepared. If there are other people, I won't care."

"There is no one else, just the old man, I have called to confirm in the morning."

The Wen family is different from other families. The hierarchy is comparable to that of the Shen family. Generally speaking, if the old man doesn’t speak, the other subordinates will not disturb him. Sometimes a few younger generations who are favored by the old man will go over and shine their faces.

Wen Jing had confirmed that Mr. Wen did not disturb him from meeting his future granddaughter-in-law, so Zhu Fengfeng followed Wen Jing to Wen's house and was quite relaxed.

In order to express his welcome to this future granddaughter-in-law, Mr. Wen asked the kitchen to prepare a banquet early in the morning. Zhu Fengfeng was captured by the Wen family's food again, and the atmosphere became even more relaxed and pleasant.

"Grandpa, I'll take Wang Hao to see you!" Wen Qianqian came at the right time. The old housekeeper of the Wen family was arranged to find something. He did not stop him in time, and the two of them just shook in.

"Today is not New Year or Festival, why are you here? Is this your new friend? Have you eaten? Come and sit down."

Mr. Wen really didn't expect Wen Qianqian to come here at this time. He looked at Wen Jing and saw that he did not turn against him, so he agreed.

There are many juniors in the Wen family's direct branches, but when they face him, they always look respectful and respectful. Rules are rules, which means they are less intimate. On the contrary, Qianqian, a girl, is lawless and even more pleasing to him.

"Thank you, grandpa, this is my boyfriend Wang Hao. He is the tutor of the oil painting class at the Academy of Fine Arts. He is an art student. Wang Hao, this is my grandpa, my elder brother, this is Miss Su."

"Well, sit down." The tall and thin young man with gold-rimmed glasses did not attract too much attention from Mr. Wen. For him, this is Qianqian's whim friend. Maybe after a while, he will break up like those of his previous friends, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

However, Wang Hao, although Mr. Wen had no expression, his rules were still very good. I asked everyone one by one.

"Hello." The little marquis was so arrogant that he didn't raise his eyelids. Zhu Fengfeng could only nod politely and secretly pinched him under the table.

Are you polite? Whether you like it or not, it is your boyfriend brought by your sister. Will you not embarrass Miss Wen so coldly?

"This is the ancestral craft of the chef in the old house. If you can't eat it anywhere else, can you eat it?"

"No, I'm full." She is not a pig. During the whole meal, she almost ate the appetite of Mr. Wen alone. After eating, she was afraid that she would scare the old man.

"Yes." He picked up Zhu Fengfeng's small bowl naturally. Wen Jing seemed to be unable to see the stunned old man and Wen Qianqian on the dining table. He could eat with ease. Zhu Fengfeng was so embarrassed that he just wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into it.

He had never been like this before, how could he...

"Miss Su, this is what you want..."

The Wen family housekeeper is so cute. Mr. Wen talked about how outstanding Wen Jing was when he was a child. Zhu Fengfeng asked casually, and he worked hard to go through the warehouse. So, the little marquis’ secrets were exposed.

"Hey, there is also a pink envelope. How can you write letters?"

Zhu Fengfeng's eyes were sharp-eyed, and before Wen Jing could react, he pulled out the envelope that had been stored for many years and was full of girlish hearts.

"It's not mine. I never write that kind of thing. Where did you dig it out from the butler?"

"Dear Senior Wen, hello... I'm quite polite. Who is Senior Wen?" Zhu Fengfeng did it on purpose.

"Fengfeng, listen to me... lying to me? Is it fun?" The little girl really learned bad things and didn't even open it. Just Senior Wen, if it was written by her... I can't think about it!

"That's also because you feel guilty, otherwise how could I deceive you?"

She couldn't do something like a private automating other people's letters, but she wouldn't be polite about other things.

"I'm old and I'll be sleepy when I sit for a while. Qianqian, help me back to my room..."

Looking at the angry eldest grandson with satisfaction, Mr. Wen unconsciously wet his eyes.

How long has it been since he saw A Jing playing and having fun like this? It has been too long, since that incident...

Perhaps, the child of the Su family is Ajing's redemption, and he should help Ajing well.

"Su Su, if you are tired, let Ajing take you to rest. You young people have a lot of activities, so I won't be with you, the old man. I will tell the butler what you need to do and treat this place as your own home."

"Thank you, Grandpa Wen."
Chapter completed!