Chapter 17

With that, his eyes moistened. While stroking the photo frame, he slowly walked to the rocking chair and sat down. Although he had lived with Mengman for three years, he never let her into the bedroom. This is his promise to a woman who has passed away for 20 years, but Huan Gufeng didn't know it.

A knock on the door interrupted master Huan's thoughts. He got up and put the photo frame back in the drawer. Then he said coldly, "come in."

The door was opened and Fubo, the housekeeper, stood at the door. "Master, you didn't eat anything in the morning. I brought you a bowl of your favorite wonton."

"Come in."

Fubo came in slowly with a plate. Looking at the corner of Huan's eyes, he knew what had just happened. He didn't ask. In this family, he could stay well only by talking less and doing more.

What Mr. Huan hates most is people who chew their tongue.

"Yesterday, was Mengman in front of Gufeng's door?" Master Huan gently put a small chaos into the entrance with a spoon, but his seemingly casual words startled Fu Bo.

He did see it yesterday, but no one said it. How did master Huan know?

"Back to the master, Miss Meng may have happened to meet the young master in the corridor?" Fubo bowed his head and returned slowly.

"Well, it's not bad that you put Xianbei in today's wonton." Master Huan suddenly turned the topic away. The master and servant seemed to be playing a riddle, but they knew each other's meaning.

In the ice house, bingxia closed the door and sat on the bed, motionless.

Diddidi, the ringing of the phone interrupted her meditation. She picked up her mobile phone, which was a strange number. She didn't know if it was a harassment call, so she hung up without answering.

Looking out of the window, I didn't sleep all night. Bingfeng hasn't talked to her these days. The egg tart that I bought yesterday was robbed by Binghan and flattered my father.

Now she's redundant in the family.

Helpless smile, into the bathroom, wearing a set of pink sportswear, black hair tied into a ponytail, relaxed and lively appearance, face with a confident and lovely look, white skin let her add a lot of beauty.

Carrying a backpack, wearing white shoes on the door.

Just out of the iron door of the ice house, I saw a familiar gray car parked on the side of the road not far away. A tall man in casual clothes looked at her happily.

She walked forward with a smile, this kind of Huan Gufeng is still very rare, usually is a black dress, a high look.

"I just called you. Why didn't I answer it?" Huan Gufeng looked at the girl, fresh and refined, pink make her face more white, long eyelashes covered with black eyes, flashing gentle light.

Ice summer a Leng, originally just that strange phone call is Huan Gufeng hit, she some embarrassed, want to explain, but on the Huan Gufeng deep gentle eyes.

All of a sudden, his cheeks flushed and he lowered his head.

"Where are you going in the morning? I'll give it to you. " Huan Gufeng looks at some shy bingxia and wants to embrace her. A lovely girl can give him a different feeling every time. Is this love? He never believed in love before. Even when he was ten years old, his father often didn't come back after his mother died.

Bingxia remembered that she was going to the welfare home to teach children music and dance today, so she timidly said, "I don't think you want to go."

Huan Gufeng frowned. He came out of Huan house early this morning. He didn't want to go to the company, so he asked his secretary to go back directly. He drove to bingzhai unconsciously. He tried to make a phone call, but he was hung up. Just when he was wondering whether to leave, he watched bingxia come out of the iron door.

"I'm off today. I want to go with you to have a look. You can tell me. I can take you there." Today, Huan Gufeng's attitude has become more and more gentle, which makes bingxia a little trance. Isn't she dreaming? Yesterday, she came home and was still thinking about whether she could see Huan Gufeng today. As soon as she went out, she saw Huan Gufeng standing not far from the door.

She can't help laughing, dimple like flower appearance let Huan Gufeng some Lengshen.

Two people stand in front of the car, who did not speak, but four eyes relative, but feel each other a lot to say.

"Get in the car." Or Huan Gufeng broke the silence.

Bingxia no longer pinches and nods with a smile. Huan Gufeng opens the door for her, and she sits down in the car. He closes the door for her, then goes back to his cab, starts the car, and the car roars away. All these things are clearly seen by the eyes behind the iron door.

The car goes to the suburbs together. Bingxia also buys a lot of food and drink on the way, which makes Huan Gufeng misunderstand whether they are going to travel. But bingxia doesn't say it mysteriously, just laughs and talks about the place.

Out of the bustling city, the noise is gradually small, open the window, the air is particularly fresh, whistling wind in the ears of the ice summer, looking at the towering trees on both sides of the road, occasionally you can see a few people walking, and the city formed a sharp contrast.It's like a paradise. An hour later, the car enters a small town, Taoyuan town. This is Huan Gufeng's first visit. He goes abroad most of the time. His family business doesn't involve in agriculture, so he seldom goes to the countryside.

Bingxia to a familiar guide, guide Huan Gufeng to the inside of the town, all the way people smile at two people, eyes with envy and surprise.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a remote yard. Huan Gufeng looked around. The yard was not big. The yard was built close to the mountain, but it was a good place for the elderly. However, a new idea sprouted in his heart, that is, to build a resort in this beautiful place.

He is a businessman, and his vision always catches business opportunities.

"Here we are, Mr. Huan." Bingxia politely said, she saw all the way Huan Gufeng is not angry, also very cooperate with the money to buy a lot of food and drink.

"Don't call me Mr. Huan, call me Gufeng. I think we should be friends. Don't call our friends like this. I can call you Xia Xia. I heard your father call you that last time." Huan Gufeng opened the trunk of the car and moved down the full stuff.

Bingxia was stunned again. Huan Gufeng's words surprised her a little. They just got acquainted with each other from yesterday's egg tart door. Now they can be nicknamed. Isn't it too fast.