Lightly tossing out two words, he had already disappeared at the conference room door, leaving Chen Feng with a stunned expression, seemingly not yet reacting.
Marriage? Is the president getting married? With whom?
For so reason, the first image in Chen Feng’s mind was that of Feng Jinglei.
In the finance departnt, rumors about Jinglei and President Qin had long circulated; it’s just that neither had publicly acknowledged the relationship.
Is it really Jinglei? If it is, then doesn’t that an Jinnan has no hope?
Just as he was pondering, his phone vibrated.
Regaining his senses, he pulled out his phone and saw an unfamiliar landline number lighting up the screen.
"Hello? Who is this?"
Whatever was said on the other end, caused Chen Feng’s face to beco increasingly grim...
...
anwhile, at the Commander Residence.
Hanging up the phone, Zhuang Yanyan was so furious she felt dizzy!
"What’s going on?"
Qin Guozhong ca downstairs, seeing his wife so angry, quickly went over to assist her onto the sofa.
"Yanyan, what’s wrong?" Qin Guozhong asked, looking at his wife’s aggrieved expression with concern.
Zhuang Yanyan stared ahead in anger, "I want to sever ties with Qin Feimo. From now on, he’s no longer my grandson!"
Qin Guozhong was taken aback; having weathered storms together for decades, he had never seen his wife this furious.
"What has that brat done now? Calm down first, don’t affect your health, he’s not worth it!" Qin Guozhong said, soothing his wife, knowing it was likely about the marriage.
Suddenly, Zhuang Yanyan rembered sothing and turned with dissatisfaction to glare at him, "It’s all your fault!"
Qin Guozhong was startled, "? What did I do?"
"You’re a Commander, and you can’t even control your grandson!"
Hearing this from his wife, Qin Guozhong felt a bit embarrassed.
He might be old, but there’s a saying ’older ginger is spicier’; is it possible he really couldn’t manage this grandson?
Frowning, he glanced at his fiery wife; a man shouldn’t be without dignity, especially not in front of his wife!
"I’ll call that brat right now!"
Saying so, he shifted, picked up the phone on the coffee table, and dialed Qin Feimo’s number rapidly.
The phone rang but was cut off in less than two seconds! Qin Guozhong froze, looked at the receiver, and confird that his call was truly rejected!
"That brat actually dares to refuse my call!"
Qin Guozhong at this mont couldn’t bear his rage, slamming the phone down, unable to vent his anger!
Amidst his simring rage, the sound of a car engine suddenly ca from the courtyard.
Soon, Qin Bo announced, "The young master is back."
Hearing the sound, Zhuang Yanyan rushed over and directly blocked the entrance with her body.
Qin Feimo stepped onto the marble steps, paused upon seeing his ’predatory-looking’ grandmother but didn’t mind, intending to bypass her into the house.
But as soon as he got close, Zhuang Yanyan crossed her arms and leaned against the doorfra, lifting a leg up to the opposite fra, completely blocking Qin Feimo’s way!
Facing her gesture, Qin Feimo frowned slightly, "Grandma, what are you doing?"
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