The housekeeper knew what Xiaobao was like to Jin Fengchen.

Although Jin Fengchen is usually very strict with Xiaobao, he still loves Xiaobao very much.

In recent years, the father and son have lived in this foreign country, relying on each other and healing each other, and have long become each other's spiritual pillars.

If Xiaobao had something wrong with him, Fengchen Jin might really not be able to survive.

Fengchen Jin waved his palm and shook his head to deny the butler's proposal.

"No need, let him play. If he plays enough, he will come back by himself."

The hands with distinct joints moved upwards and stopped at the bow tie.

He pulled the tie aside twice, pulled it off and put it aside.

The Adam's apple rolled, and felt a little dry mouth. He pressed the position of his temple and stood up.

"OK."

The butler heard this and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Fengchen Jin did not mean to blame Xiaobao very much.

"It's okay, you go down first."

Jin Fengchen waved his hand and asked the butler to go down first.

After the butler left, he lowered his arms, and for a moment, the fatigue in his eyebrows and eyes showed.

He walked to the wine cabinet and stopped for a while.

There are many bottles of precious wine in the tall glass wine cabinet, complete with various types.

The most common wines are the wines produced by the winery. He has collected them all from famous ones in every era.

These few years have been the three most prone to fatigue.

Although he is not addicted to alcohol, he also needs to rely on alcohol to paralyze his nerves.

When I am free, I always drink two drinks to refresh myself.

So he prepared a wine cabinet at home, and when he went out, he took it back and kept it.

Before I knew it, I developed a habit and the more wine I stored at home.

He opened a bottle of Cook champagne and slowly poured it into the goblet.

The white fingertips turned the bottle, and the liquid flowed along the bottle, reflecting Jin Fengchen's handsome face.

The yield of this champagne is extremely low, and the grapes used for brewing are basically grown by small estates and are extremely precious.

The quality needs to be maintained at the best, so each one has been carefully cared for.

It will take at least twenty years to make a Cook champagne that has both color, fragrance and flavor.

The bottle in Jin Fengchen's hand will not be shorter than it will be longer.

The wine fell into the glass and the fragrance filled the air.

Jin Fengchen shook it gently for a few times, put it beside his mouth and took a sip. The wine entered his throat, and the bitterness gradually turned into a mellow fragrance.

At the same time, the phone in my pocket vibrated.

It was Jin Fengyao's video call invitation.

After glanced at him, he frowned and picked it up.

"Brother, Xiaobao, why haven't you seen him again? It's been a long time since I saw my cute little nephew."

Jin Fengyao's complaints came, and the same opening remark was habitually asked Xiaobao.

Jin Fengchen rolled his thin eyelids up, and he rolled his eyes in anger, "He's going to play. Don't you often chat secretly on InS, what are you pretending?"

As soon as Boliang said, Jin Fengyao's body was shocked and he laughed twice awkwardly.

He touched his head and said guiltily, "You know everything."

Xiaobao's ins account was still the one he helped to register. The two of them often secretly went to Chen Cang.

, complaining about Jin Fengchen behind his back.

Jin Fengchen snorted coldly, without any intention of pursuing this matter, and asked coldly: "What's wrong with you?"

"Actually, there is nothing big about it..." Jin Fengyao deliberately breathed a sigh of relief and kept it a secret.

After the words were finished, Jin Fengchen was about to hang up.

He suddenly became anxious and hurriedly shouted, "Don't hang up, don't hang up, I really want to tell you something!"

Jin Fengchen looked like a cold arrow shot, and Jin Fengyao did not dare to tease his brother anymore.

He honestly explained, "Qingwan and I are preparing to get engaged."

Then he stared at Jin Fengchen's expression nervously, and tried his best to restrain himself from laughing too presumptuously.

He was worried about the sadness that aroused his brother.

After all, before Jiang Sesse disappeared, everyone was still discussing the wedding happily.

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the scars in the hearts of the Jin family still have not yet been scabbed.

Anyone who mentions something that has something to do with Jiang Sesse will become cautious.

On the other end, when Jin Fengchen heard this, he was stunned for a second.

Then nodded, with a little more warmth in his tone.

"That's pretty good. You've been in love for a long time. It's good to decide to give Qingwan a title."

A hint of joy appeared in his eyebrows and eyes, and it was obvious that Fengchen Jin was really happy for them.

"Then will you and Xiaobao come back to attend our engagement ceremony?" Jin Fengyao asked carefully.

I also called before to test the possibility of Jin Fengchen returning to China.

But the result disappointed him.

So now I am mentally prepared for my loss and I am not expected to get a positive answer from Fengchen Jin.

On the other end, Fengchen Jin opened his thin lips and said, "Back."

After he finished his words confidently, he gave the answer without hesitation.

Jin Fengyao didn't pay attention to it, and subconsciously thought that Jin Fengchen had refused.

When his eyebrows were injured, he said in a low voice, "Oh, okay, it doesn't matter, I can handle it..."

Halfway through the sentimental, he reacted suddenly.

He looked up at Jin Fengchen in a daze, and asked happily: "Brother, what did you say just now? Do you say you want to return to China, seriously?"

At this moment, Jin Fengyao was as happy as a fat man of 250 pounds, and he was almost dancing to celebrate.

Jin Fengchen said, "What do you lie to you? You want to get engaged. On such an important occasion, Xiaobao and I will of course be present."

His tone was very calm, but he was inexplicably determined.

It was so reasonable that Jin Fengyao felt sore in his nose, holding his hands, holding it on his chin, and whispered: "Thank you, brother."

Thank you for being willing to come back for me and Qingwan.

Jin Fengyao kept staring at him, Jin Fengchen looked away uneasyly, and Feng Qingyun said indifferently, "Okay, what's the matter?"

When Jin Fengyao heard this, he focused his focus and expressed his joy.

"As for me, I'm going to tell my parents, they must be happy to know."

"It's nothing, I'm dead."

Jin Fengchen also raised a faint smile on his lips and hung up the phone first.

On this side of the square, the little girl in a pink princess dress was tired and ran back to Jiang Sesse's arms.

Pulling the corner of her clothes, she smiled and acted coquettishly at Jiang Seser, "Mommy, I'm hungry

, have to eat cake.”

"No, it's time to have supper later. Now you won't be able to eat cakes at night."

Jiang Seser instinctively refused and shook his head at the little girl.

He reached out to pick her up.

The little girl hid and avoided her. She waved her little hands in the air, looking at Jiang Seser with grievance. The little girl cried in tears.

"No, I'm going to eat cake. I'm so hungry and can't walk anymore. Please mommy."

Jiang Seser closed his eyes and looked at the little girl with a serious look.

(End of this chapter)
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