Shen Feng has been thinking about this problem on his way to Peige's house.

When he was a child, when his mother was still there, he lived in the Shen family. In fact, it was a kind of single parent family. The Shen family didn't give him the cold shoulder, but didn't love him as much as other people in the same age. Maybe Shen Feng's mother didn't care much about these, but it was also a red envelope. Even if the money or bank cards were the same, they gave it with a smile A few warm words of exhortation are different from just greeting and delivering the red envelope to your hand.

Shen Feng thinks he is a person with the highest interests. The denomination of the red envelope is the same, so he doesn't bother to compete. What's more, doesn't the big Shen family want him to inherit? Women have everything.

In fact, if it wasn't Peige, besides Peige, no one could make Shen Feng arouse the desire to possess from the bottom of his heart.

But Shen Feng was not when he was a child. Maybe Shen Feng didn't want to admit it. Subconsciously, Shen Feng has always had a grievance. His mother is a person with supreme interests. Greed may be said to be insatiable. What everyone in the Shen family showed to him is just that face that has done his duty. Warmth is something he has never touched. He has to say that he watched Peige treat her three children at some time, Especially in the late season, he always had a wonderful feeling.

If there are not so many things to consider because of the face of the so-called aristocratic family, can his life be like this? Although he is naughty and willful, he will also be loved?

Except flowers.

Flowers are different. Shen Feng seldom raises flowers. A special hobby will get him into unnecessary trouble, but only the people closest to him know that he once fell into meditation when watching flowers.

When Shen Feng was a child, he couldn't remember when and why he stepped into the flower field. The sunflower field was probably the ingenuity of the owner of the flower field. That morning, Shen Feng opened the door from the east gate, and the flowers were in full bloom.

It's like an overwhelming smile.

At that moment, tears filled his eyes.

Later, the owner of the flower field died, the flower quilt was leveled, and the land was sold to a distant relative uncle of the Shen family.

Shen Feng didn't think he hated anything in the process. He just didn't call that man uncle again.

But Peggy is like a flower. She is so similar. Compared with the sunflower field, she is not like the sunflower or the smiling face.

She is like the sun.

But the sun smiled at the sunflower. The sunflower smiled at the sun. He stood between the sun and the sunflower.

She is smiling at the children.

He is not among her children.

Shen Feng doesn't know whether his logic has been confused. He just surges up in his heart. Can these things be simply classified into possessiveness?

Or love?

Shen Feng doesn't know whether the so-called love is love or not, and whether he really understands what love is.

He has played with too many women, but Peige is different. He has no qualification to play with her and has no idea of playing with her. He wants to respect and be gentle.

Take her.

Is this love?

He's a little upset.

He remembered Ji Ziming again.

The... Lucky son of a family.

This is Shen Feng's private evaluation of him.

Before Peggy married her, he was lucky.

Shen Feng felt that if he was in front, Peige was also his.

But Ji Ziming is very lucky, just as Shen Feng feels that if he is lucky, he will be treated by Wen Yan and Wen Yu.

Shen Feng smiled. He was used to this kind of bad luck. He just needed to fight for it by himself. The family property of the Shen family was the same, and so was Peige.

Even if Peggy is a flower.

As for Ji Ziming, Shen Feng's mind reappeared. His mother told him the secret before his death. He felt that he had no way to start for the time being, at least not yet.

For the time being, choose a gentle way

"Here we are, young master."

Shen Feng looked up slowly: "I'll go shopping. You wait for me at the back door."

"Yes, young master."

Shen Feng looked up at the building. The monitoring coverage area of the high-level community was very high, but there were places that could not be covered after all. He didn't even have to contact the guard of the community. He turned over gently at a railing.

He doesn't really want Ji Ziming to know he's coming to see Peige. At least he doesn't want a head-on conflict between them.

His physical fitness is very good. He also has all kinds of equipment and tools used to make and deal with accidents, such as blank telephone cards, spare ID cards and passports. After all, the disappearing heirs of the Shen family are all his great achievements.

It's a pity that he had to climb the stairs. There was a little helplessness in his eyes. There was no way. The elevator would record his access time.

He sighed and walked up step by step.

"Ah, daughter, what's the matter? Come back in the evening. Go directly to pick them up. It's OK. I'll take one bite at noon. Go ahead, Ji Ziming? Don't tell him. I'll eat it myself. Ah, OK."

"Coming." As soon as Zhang Manhua put down the phone, there was a knock at the door. She rushed to open the door. As soon as the door opened, the two people looked at each other.

"Um... Aunt Zhang?"

Shen Feng somehow knew that Peige came back with his mother and children, but he was not surprised. It was not Peige who opened the door. His heart sank and his reaction was slow.

"Ah, it's me. Are you...?"

"My last name is Shen Feng. I'm from the Shen family."

Shen Feng? Zhang Manhua suddenly remembered that Peige mentioned this name in her recent chat. Charles once said when she returned home that the current heir of the Shen family was a man with strong insight and strategy. His mother was only innocent, but the Shen family's contacts withered, and he was very capable, so he was finally determined to be the heir of that huge family business.

"It's childe Shen. Come on, please come in, please come in."

"You're welcome, aunt. Just call me Shen Feng."

"Hahaha, don't you understand? These aristocratic families pay attention to these false rites. Hahaha, come and sit down."

The smile on Shen Feng's face froze, and then recovered in an instant. He put his gift on the edge of the sofa and sat down.

Shen Feng's eyes swept through the layout of the home. It was neat and clean. Fragile objects such as vases were placed high. He should be afraid of being touched by children. There was no bedroom or study. He didn't close the door. Because the daylighting was very good, he could judge that there should be no one at home except Zhang Manhua.

It seems that it's not the right time to come. Shen Feng has a trace of disappointment in his heart, but Ji Ziming is not there. Shen Feng turns his eyes back to Zhang Manhua.

Talk a little. Maybe you can get useful information? Shen Feng said to himself.