Chapter 521

Jing'an tea house.

Xia's father came to this quiet tea house ahead of time, and specially asked the boss to prepare a room for him. He prepared a pot of good clouds and fog, sipping tea while quietly waiting for Feng Xun's mother.

It was just three p.m., and the door of the wing was pushed aside, and dressed up with a touch of perfume. The woman with delicate makeup appeared in front of her father.

Seeing that Xia's father came here earlier than herself, Mrs. Woodson picked her eyebrows unexpectedly, looked at Xia's father quietly for a moment, and then said, "are you Xia Zhe, the calligrapher of the seventh day of Xia Dynasty?"

"I am Xia Zhe and Xiao Qi's father!" Xia Fu nodded slightly, but he didn't care much about her arrogance. He pointed to the seat and said, "please sit down!"

Mrs. Woodson put her little bag aside and sat down. Instead of telling her intention, she inquired, "I don't know how long Xia calligrapher has been here?"

"It's not too long. You've come all the way to me. I'm the Lord and you're the guest. There's no reason for the guest to wait for the host. So I came ahead of time!"

With a faint smile, Xia Fu personally picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Feng Xun's mother: "this is our unique Yunwu Tea. You might as well have a taste!"

Naturally, Mrs. Woodson was not interested in tea tasting. She just glanced at the steaming cup in front of her and said, "you know, I didn't come here for tea all of a sudden."

Xia's father gave a noncommittal smile and refilled his teacup. Then he slowly said, "if I guess correctly, you are here to talk about the marriage of two children with me."

"It seems that you are a man of understanding." Mrs. Woodson nodded happily, kept a pleasant smile on her face as much as possible, and continued, "I've come to see you for my son Feng Xun's marriage! I've heard that they are going to hold a big wedding. Although it's rude to say so, I'd like to tell you that your daughter is not suitable for my son on the seventh day of the summer

Xia father saw her directly, put down the cup, and asked, "is it appropriate for you to has the final say?"

"I'm Feng Xun's mother. He lost his elders and his father died. As his mother, how can I ignore his marriage?"

Mrs. Woodson raised her chin slightly, and her eyes showed a little coldness: "Feng Xun is the heir of the Feng family. Marriage can't be regarded as a joke. The Feng family has already prepared a marriage partner for him. I'm sorry to say that I have already ordered a fiancee for him when he was a child!"

Xia's father frowned when he heard that Feng Xun had a fiancee. It's not surprising that such a noble as Feng family would like to marry. But he never heard his daughter say that Feng Xun had a fiancee?

Seeing that Xia's father's face had changed a little, Mrs. Woodson knew that her words had worked, and a slight smile rose on her lips: "in fact, I've seen your daughter before, but it's a pity that she knew that Feng Xun had a fiancee, and she still wanted to fight with her, and even threatened me with pregnancy!"

"What did you say?" Xia Fu's face sank, and a cold light came out of his eyes. His daughter never mentioned this to him!

Mrs. Woodson did not continue to explain, but kept an elegant smile, shook her head and sighed: "I've heard that the Xia family is a hundred year old scholarly family with strict family rules, but your daughter's style seems to go against the Xia family's style! I don't know what method she used to make my son infatuated with her, but I'm here to tell you that your daughter can't marry my son, not only I don't admit it, but the whole family won't admit her status! "

Xia's father only felt that his temple was suddenly jumping. Whether it was Feng Xun's mother's arrogant tone in front of him or what she said, it made him angry

He knows that although his daughter is rebellious, it is not the style of pestering men. He also knows that she and Feng Xun have lived together for a long time, but it is impossible to threaten an elder with pregnancy!

The woman in front of her spoke of her daughter in such a scornful tone, but she was Feng Xun's mother. It was really exasperating!

"Madam Feng..." Xia's father took a deep drink from the teacup, and his anger subsided slightly. Then he slowly said, "maybe I shouldn't call you that, because I heard that you have remarried to the United States. I don't know what to call you?"

"Just call me Mrs. Woodson!" Mrs. Woodson thought that what she said just now had given her father a severe threat, but she didn't expect that he was surprised for a moment.

Is it the dead girl on the seventh day of the summer who told her father some rumors about herself in advance?

"Mrs. Woodson, you're Feng Xun's biological mother. It's understandable that you want to take care of his marriage. But I want to ask you, if you never ask about him, and when he wants to get married, you come forward to say that you have an arrangement. Do you think it's really the work of a competent mother?"

What Xia Fu said made Mrs. Woodson speechless.

She was silent for a moment, and then coldly replied, "this is my family background with Feng Xun. You don't need to ask!"

"It's really a family relationship between your mother and your son!" Xia Fu nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "so the marriage or fiancee you mentioned should also be between you. Mrs. Woodson didn't communicate well with her son, so she came to me to have a showdown. It seems ridiculous!"

After a pause, he drank a mouthful of tea and moistened his throat. Then he continued to say slowly, "I don't know how you and Feng Xun feel. All I know is that he proposed to my daughter with a sincere attitude. I can see his sincerity. As a mother, you still need to know about his marriage from the news, I don't think you are entitled to interfere in his marriage! "

"You Mrs. Woodson was full of confidence and thought that her words could repel Xia's father, who loved fame. But she did not expect that her father, who was on the seventh day of the summer, could not listen to what she said and ridicule her mother's incompetence!

When Mrs. Woodson thought of this, she was so angry that she took up her cup and wanted to have a big drink. However, she didn't expect that the tea was so hot that she almost spurted it out.

"It's so hot!" She quickly took out a paper towel to wipe her mouth, a look of disgust angrily denounced, because the whole person was scalded by tea and looked a little embarrassed.

With a faint smile, Xia Fu shook his cup and said, "don't worry, tea needs to be tasted slowly... I don't know if you've heard an old saying, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry!"