Chapter 15

Push open the door of the study, by the window, a 60 year old man, quietly lying on the rocking chair, looking out of the window.

"Dad, I'm back." Huan Gufeng looks at his father's loneliness. He is ashamed that he doesn't accompany his father well.

Hearing the familiar voice, Mr. Huan looked back at him with a happy smile on his face. For three months, Huan Gufeng didn't come back. He could see the parking lot from the window of his study. He sat quietly every day looking at the parking lot, hoping that the familiar person would appear.

"Just come back. Will you sleep at home today?"

"Yes, Dad." Huan Gufeng has always been a very short answer. His character is always like this. He is always thousands of miles away from others, which makes him worry that he can't find a wife and always helps him.

Father and son haven't seen each other for a long time, but they don't know what to say. The room is quiet and embarrassed. Huan Gufeng, who is not good at speaking, sits opposite his father.

"You can stay at home for a few days. In two days, the Chen family will hold a dance. Many ladies will attend. You can come with me." Worrying about Huan Gufeng's marriage is what he is doing now.

Huan Gufeng is most tired of blind date, which is the kind of business association. He abandons it. He wants to find his own lover, but his idea is always scolded by Huan, which also leads to the bad relationship between father and son.

"I'll leave tomorrow morning. The Secretary will come to pick me up. The company is very busy recently. It's getting late. Please go to bed early." Huan Gufeng didn't want to come back and quarrel with his father, so he avoided the topic and directly got up and walked out of the study.

After he went out, master Huan sighed deeply and closed his eyes helplessly.

Out of the study of Huan Gufeng, his room at the end of the corridor, he did not like too noisy environment since childhood.

A shadow went directly to his back, Huan Gufeng mouth gently up, cold smile, he knows who is behind?

Just as Heiying wanted to reach out and embrace Huan Gufeng, he was directly dodged by Huan Gufeng in the next second. Heiying came forward, and the faint light in the corridor was just shining on the person's face. At this time, it was Mengman.

She was still wearing the red silk pajamas, but the belt of the pajamas had been loosened, revealing the plump white meatballs, graceful posture, and bursts of fragrance.

Huan Feng has some dislike disgusting nose, and he hates women's strong perfume.

Late at night, the whole Huan mansion was quiet. As long as it was a little loud, it would be heard.

"Gu Feng, what do you mean?" Mengman looked at his plot did not succeed, heart chagrin, not easy to look forward to Huan Gufeng back, but still a cold appearance.

"You go to bed early. I don't want to embarrass my father. I'm tired." Huan Gufeng opened the door directly, walked in and slammed the door.

Mengman stood at the door with an angry face and stamped her feet. She only thought that she was beautiful. As long as the servant was a man, and as soon as she appeared, her eyes didn't move. Huan Gufeng never looked at her directly.

With no alternative, the grand walk back to his room.

Huan Gufeng returns to his room and lies on the bed, thinking about bingxia being bullied in the afternoon. He doesn't know how to care about this woman.

The next morning, in the dining room of Huan's family, Huan Gufeng and Huan's father haven't sat together for a long time to have breakfast, but there is no Mengman. He asked harshly, "Uncle Fu, Miss Meng, why don't you come down for dinner?"

Fubo was stunned and turned to Mengman's room upstairs. He knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.

He had no choice but to quickly go downstairs and return to the dining room. He lowered his head and went to master Huan. He said carefully, "master, Miss Meng is not in the room. I knocked on the door for a long time."

"It's getting worse." Huan's tone was a little unhappy. He had Mengman informed yesterday that Huan Gufeng would come back for dinner last night, but he came back too late.

In the morning, the woman disappeared quietly, and let the two men of Huan family wait for her.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time. I came back late in the morning to buy you my favorite egg tart. I didn't see Gufeng coming back." Mengman's voice is very nice, but he deliberately takes a kind of whine, especially when he talks with Mr. Huan, he is too coquettish. He doesn't forget to look at Huan Gufeng secretly, but it's a pity that Huan Gufeng doesn't turn his head.

"Well, don't be angry. I don't blame you. Just send someone to buy egg tarts in the future. "

Master Huan motioned to Fubo to move the chair for Mengman, and ye Wen said a lot.

Huan Gufeng didn't dare to question his father's choice, but he just couldn't understand how his father, who used to be hard-blooded, liked women like Mengman, and was only a few years older than him.

However, after 20 years of his mother's death, his father never remarried. It's just that the woman in front of him is Xiang Zhuang's sword dancer, aiming at Peigong.

"Miss dream, yesterday the young master bought master Huo's egg tart, which the master loves to eat." Fubo took over the egg tart in Mengman's hand and said softlyMengman sat under master Huan, but she was not surprised. She saw it yesterday. Like master Huan, she called Huan Gufeng Gufeng directly, with an imperceptible flattery in her tone.

Mengman will pick the topic to Huan Gufeng's body, Huan Gufeng naturally no way to stay out, he turned his eyes, light said.

"As long as dad likes it." Huan Gufeng never called her by name or honorific title.

Mengman eyes greedy looking at Huan Gufeng handsome face, hear his deep voice are intoxicated.

The dining room window is on the ground. The sunlight outside the window shines in. Her pretty face reveals her shyness. Her eyes are full of charm. However, Huan Gufeng's eyes don't stay on her for a second.

She is only three years older than him.

Huan old man is a little displeased, it has been three years, Mengman to Huan home time is not short, but Huan Gufeng still can't accept, so the tone is serious said: "Gufeng, you should call Mengman, little mother, don't be so impolite, I taught you from childhood?"

"Little mom?" Mengman's smile froze there, such a name directly separated her and Huan Gufeng distance, sitting in the lower left of Huan old man, Huan Gufeng's face is particularly embarrassed.

It was the Huan family's rule to eat without talking about food and sleep, but how could Mengman endure it.

"Gufeng, don't listen to the master. My little mother calls me old. You'd better call me Mengman or Manman. Besides, I'm not a few years older than you, am I Mengman picked up the chicken porridge and put it into his mouth, but his eyes always looked at Huan Gufeng.