"Buzz—"

Feng Zhanjue's mobile phone rang suddenly, and it turned out to be a call from the old mansion.

He hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone again, and as soon as the phone was connected, Steward Wang's eager voice immediately came from the phone: "Zhanjue, come back and see the old man, he has always said that he wants to see you, but he refuses to sleep." ”

"Did something happen to the old mansion?" Feng Zhanjue frowned and asked.

Steward Wang sighed and told the story of what happened in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, Wen Nanfeng went back to the old house, he originally went back to get some change of clothes and planned to stay in the company recently, but he didn't expect the old man to hear his conversation and know that he had been kidnapped in France, and he had always been worried.

Originally, he had fallen asleep, but he was suddenly awakened by a nightmare, a little delirious, and kept clamoring to see the title of Battle Lord.

After listening to Steward Wang, Feng Zhanjue did not hesitate, and directly got up and took his clothes and was about to go out.

Seeing that he was going out, He Qing also planned to follow to protect him, but was stopped by Feng Zhanjue, who signaled him to sit in the company, worried that something would happen.

Sending people downstairs, He Qing looked around vigilantly and said, "I have already arranged bodyguards to protect you, and there are still people stopping you halfway, don't worry." ”

Feng Zhanjue nodded, didn't care about saying anything, got in the car and left.

Soon he arrived at the old mansion, and as soon as he walked into the old man's room, he was grabbed by the old man's hand.

It turned out that when he learned that he was coming back, the old man had been guarding the door.

Feng Zhanjue looked down at the anxious old man, gently stroked his arm and took him to the sofa, and whispered in his ear: "I'm here, grandpa don't have to worry about me." ”

"Ah Zhan, you're finally back, have you been injured anywhere, why didn't you tell me when you were kidnapped, what did those people eat?" The old man grabbed Feng Zhanjue's hand tightly and looked at him eagerly.

Feeling the old man's kindness, Feng Zhanjue's smile enlarged, and he squatted in front of the old man and looked directly at his worried eyes, "Grandpa, look, I have nothing to do, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me." ”

"You kid, you always report good news and not bad news, and so does Guoguo, and you won't tell me anything." The old man held his mouth and complained.

These days, the old man is only alone in the house, and it is normal for him to think too much, but it is precisely because of this that the title of Lord Zhan does not dare to tell him about his affairs in France.

Seeing that he didn't speak and just smiled at himself, the old man angrily pushed the person away and sulked alone.

Feng Zhanjue looked at Steward Wang and silently asked him for help.

Steward Wang smiled dotingly, stretched out his hand in front of the old man, and reminded: "Master, it's not too early, it's time for you to rest." ”

"Ah Zhan should also stay here today to rest, don't rush back to the company." The old man ignored him, pulled Feng Zhanjue and said, "Guoguo has to protect himself and his children now and can't come back, your father and Nanfeng are also busy with the company, and I'm a little bored alone." ”

These words softened Feng Zhanjue's heart, and he nodded and said, "I will rest here, and then I will have breakfast with my grandfather tomorrow and then go to the company." ”

Seeing that he had compromised, the old man laughed again, as happy as a child.

When the old man fell asleep, Steward Wang came out of his room, and when he saw that Feng Zhanjue was still waiting outside the door, he sighed and walked to Feng Zhanjue's side to stand.

"Wen Nanfeng deliberately wants grandpa to know my news?" Feng Zhanjue looked at Steward Wang coldly and asked. I love to read

Steward Wang sighed, nodded and said, "You don't come back, the old man misses you very much, but he doesn't say that he is afraid of disturbing you, Nanfeng really has no choice but to come up with such a countermeasure." ”

Sure enough, with his understanding of Wen Nanfeng, this person is also cautious, how could he let the old man hear this.

Before coming back, those people abroad were warned by him once, so naturally they would not reveal anything, so the old man would definitely not be able to inquire about anything, so he could only call himself back.

Feng Zhanjue pursed his lips and fell into deep thought, clutched the railing, and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa is home alone, you usually have more enlightenment, and you must not let him see what you shouldn't see." ”

Steward Wang listened carefully to him, he looked at Feng Zhanjue and opened his mouth, and finally only sighed.

He didn't want Steward Wang to worry, so he turned his head to look at him and said, "You have worked hard to take care of Grandpa, so Uncle Wang should go and rest quickly." ”

After saying that, he left first, leaving Steward Wang with an indifferent back.

Looking at his gradually fading figure, Steward Wang sighed again, "It's too cold here, I hope it will end soon." ”

Unfortunately, no one answered him, he shook his head, and stood in the corridor for a while before returning to his room.

The next day, Feng Zhanjue got up and ran outside a few laps before returning to the restaurant to eat with the old man.

When he woke up and saw that his grandson was still there, the old man had a lot more smiles on his face, and kept putting what he liked in front of him.

It was difficult to resist the hospitality, and Feng Zhanjue had to eat too much, and he didn't dare to move when he sat on the chair.

Glancing at the old man who was smiling at him, Feng Zhanjue asked suspiciously: "Grandpa won't go out to play chess with your friends today?" ”

The old man raised his hand and looked at the time, and said very calmly: "It's ten o'clock with them, it's still early." ”

Hearing the old man say this, he could only stay when he was going to leave, and he planned to send the old man to a friend first, and then to the company.

Seeing that he was still sitting still, the smile in the old man's eyes was even stronger, and he naturally understood what Feng Zhanjue meant.

"You don't have to worry about me, you go to the company first, grandpa can go by himself." The old man waved to Feng Zhanjue, signaling that he could go and busy with himself first.

"No need, I'll send grandpa in a moment." Feng Zhanjue shook his head and said.

Although he really wanted to be alone with his grandson, but thinking that going to work was the most important thing, the old man stood up and walked outside first.

Seeing that Feng Zhanjue didn't follow, he beckoned to Feng Zhanjue, "Since you don't want to go to the company yet, then send me over first, just let those old men take a look, so that they don't always say that my grandson and I don't kiss." ”

After speaking, the old man snorted arrogantly.

Feng Zhanjue immediately followed, how could he not understand the old man's intentions, he just didn't want to waste time at home.

In the car, the old man stared at Feng Zhanjue tightly, and his eyes turned red after a while.

"You've lost a lot of weight, even if you're busy at work, you have to take a good rest, are Guoguo and the child okay over there? I heard that Sun Xiang also lives next to them, will he bully Guoguo? The old man clenched his crutches and asked nervously.

Feng Zhanjue's eyes were full of smiles, he stared at the old man for a while, and then said very seriously: "Guoguo and the child are very good, I have indeed been a little busy recently, but grandpa don't worry, soon we will be able to make Tucson and them confess." ”

At the mention of Tucson, the old man couldn't help but sigh again, looked out the window and said, "If only it were so easy, I heard your father say that several people have chosen Watts, and they must still have some strength." ”