Chapter 64 Feng Shui Treasure
Officially moved into the Cheng family, the first night was uneventful.
In the morning, I had dinner with Father Cheng at the same table. Shang Jian came uninvited and waited for the meal to be served.
Cheng's father calmed down all night, and was reading the business brochure at the moment, "Whose bodyguard can still serve dinner?"
Shang Xingjian didn't seem to hear it and liked the pre-dinner snacks very much.
Cheng Mai replied calmly, "Twenty years ago, a nanny could serve on the table. Didn't you set this rule?"
When Cheng Ying's mother was mentioned, Cheng's father's face darkened a bit.
After Cheng Mai finished speaking, she felt the surrounding temperature drop a bit. She sneered calmly, not paying attention to this temperature change.
"You are still young, so you don't have to worry about life-long matters, but you don't want to get involved with little stars or upstarts from small companies."
"It sounds like a truly loving father is speaking." Cheng Mai smiled slightly, and after the nanny served the dishes, he pushed the fish soup in front of Shang Xingjian.
Father Cheng's eyes twitched, "Don't you like fish soup?"
"Cheng Ying is the one who likes fish soup. I hate fish soup the most." Cheng Mai said and looked at Cheng's father, "I'm only here to act for a few days. You don't need to follow this actor."
"Do you have to talk like this?" Father Cheng threw his chopsticks angrily and glared at Cheng Mai.
In terms of blood relationship, Cheng Mai was his biological daughter and the closest person to him in the world, but this daughter had long since severed ties with him.
"Then what do you want me to say? Call you daddy like Cheng Ying?" Cheng Mai asked in a nonchalant tone, "Have I never done that? But you don't care about it, do you?"
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Father Cheng was stunned, his hands holding the chopsticks trembling.
At that time, when both daughters were biological, he did prefer the smart Cheng Ying.
"Mother Liu, make me some snail noodles." Cheng Mai selected the food, threw away the chopsticks, and ordered again.
Merchant Bank Jian clicked his tongue, Cheng's father's face turned dark instantly, and the smell of the stuff lingered, "How dare you."
"Do you think I dare?" Cheng Mai felt much better. "Actually, I don't like eating this stuff, but if I eat it it makes you unhappy, so I think I can't eat it."
Father Cheng threw his chopsticks angrily and left.
Cheng Mai snorted. With this little tolerance, he still wanted to show off some father-daughter love with her, so he might as well skip it.
"What good will it do to you to make him angry?" Doesn't it give the man hiding in the dark a better reason to curry favor with Cheng's father?
"It's no good, it's just comfortable." Cheng Mai held her chin and stirred the food with chopsticks. Normally, she would have been scolded for doing this, but that was what she wanted to do now.
Seeing Cheng's father in a rage, she felt happy.
Shang Xingjian won't say anything anymore, just be happy.
"It's just this big shit, no, do you have to eat the snail noodles?" Shangxing simply endured it and asked anyway.
Cheng Mai turned his head and looked at Shang Jian, "Boss, you can't do it. The things left by our ancestors are said to have been popular in the Tang Dynasty. They have gone through the test of history."
Shang Jian: "Tang Dynasty? Just Tang Dynasty?" That's not many years.
Cheng Pui twitched his lips, "Forget it, there's no point telling the time to a mummy like you." It's better to wait and eat her snail noodles.
Merchant Jian laughed softly and did not continue to talk to her.
After breakfast, Shang Xingjian and Cheng Mai left the restaurant full of the smell of snail noodles and went outside to relax. She excused herself from the smell in the room and wanted to go out for a walk in the yard.
The servants naturally didn't dare to say anything and could only think of ways to eliminate the smell in the room.
The Cheng family is very large, with a main building and two small side buildings. The interior is connected by corridors, but the exterior is completely independent of each other.
Shang Xingjian came here like a curious baby, asking questions about this and that. In the end, Cheng Mai couldn't wait to pick up the double-sided tape and stick it on his mouth.
However, Jian, a businessman, quit when he saw good things, and he also knew where Cheng Mai's point was.
After arriving and standing in the yard, Cheng Mai looked up at the room with the largest window on the third floor, "That's Cheng Ying's room. It was mine at first, but she asked for it, so Old Man Cheng gave it to her."
"It's a geomantic treasure." Shangxing Jian said honestly, "But I'm afraid the people in Fuqian won't be able to suppress it."
Cheng Mai sneered, wasn't the result already obvious?
"This villa was bought when my mother and Old Man Cheng got married. The name was actually in my mother's name. Later, when my mother passed away, Old Man Cheng changed the name of the house to his own. It was a beautiful name for me when I was eighteen. Give it back to me when the time comes.”
As a result, the house was still given to the mother and daughter.
"Cause and reincarnation, if you take something that doesn't belong to you, you have to pay it back." Shang Xingjian looked up at Cheng Ying behind the window and looked at her. He didn't dodge, and even raised the corners of his lips.
Cheng Ying was shocked and suddenly disappeared from the window.
That man is definitely not simple!
"What are you looking at?" Cheng Mai asked when he saw him staring at the window.
"Nothing, let's go and walk around in the back." Shang Xingjian withdrew his gaze and went to the backyard with Cheng Mai.
Cheng Ying was still patting her chest. She turned around and acted coquettishly with Cheng's father, asking Cheng's father to drive Cheng Mai away because she felt that Cheng Mai had brought the master to arrest her.
Although Cheng Ying has no brains, she can sell hard, provide father-daughter value after Cheng's father is ignored by his own daughter, and know how to speak Cheng's father will still listen to her.
Cheng Mai would never learn this in a few lifetimes.
"If the person my sister brought is really a Taoist priest, I can no longer stay with my father." Cheng Ying's pale face showed sadness, "I already know that I was wrong. He is no longer here, so why does my sister still refuse? Let me go?”
Cheng's father is getting old, and he doesn't expect Cheng Mai to take care of him until his death. Even if Cheng Ying is not his biological child, he raised him by himself, thinking that he can get some happiness of being a father from her.
But now Cheng Mai is here again, and Father Cheng is also dissatisfied.
"Don't worry, she won't stay too long. Just don't go out these days." Obviously, Cheng's father didn't want to fight Cheng Mai. Cheng Mai was no longer the little girl who allowed others to bully her.
Cheng Ying pursed her lips and knew enough was enough.
"I listen to dad. In fact, I just want to be with dad. I think dad is too lonely." Cheng Ying said aggrievedly.
Father Cheng was even more moved.
When we got to the backyard, the original small garden was now bare. The gardener had been fired. It was said that Cheng's father felt that there were not so many plants in the yard because they would attract insects.
Cheng Mai looked at the withered garden in front of him, then looked back at Shang Xingjian, "Is this the place you are looking for?"
Shang Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, "Yes, and no."
Cheng Mai: "It's really annoying for you people to talk, can't you explain it clearly at once?"
Shang Xingjian looked at the dead branches and leaves trembling in the wind, lowered his eyes and curled his lips.