The time of the city

Chapter 135 No Compromise

"We're here, Feifei." Mo Yu pointed to the villa hidden among the trees.

Song Fei stared at the villa, not disguising the shock and envy in her eyes. Mo Yu's life was truly something she couldn't ask for.

"Let's go," she said lightly, and followed Mo Yu into the villa.

After the door opened, Shang Xue, who was knitting on the sofa, noticed the movement, smiled, put the sweater aside, and walked to the door. "Child, here you are. These slippers are new."

"Hello, Auntie." Song Fei called politely.

Shang Xue's expression relaxed casually, her eyes and eyebrows smiling. "Good boy, have you eaten yet? What's your name, kid?"

"Mom's name is Song Fei, you can call her Fei Fei."

Only after sitting down did Song Fei finally get a good look at Shang Xue's face. Beautiful and gentle were the only words she could think of, just like the mother she remembered.

"Fei Fei, do your parents know you're coming to City A?"

Facing Shang Xue's question, Song Fei raised her eyes and smiled bitterly, "Auntie, I am an orphan. I have no parents."

"I'm sorry Feifei, Auntie didn't know." Shang Xue moved a little towards her, holding her cold hand, her eyes full of heartache. "Treat this as your own home. You are Xiaoyu's friend, but you are also my child."

Song Fei felt a lump in her throat and she shook her hand back, "Thank you, Auntie." She thanked her from the bottom of her heart and sincerely hoped that she could have such a beautiful and gentle mother.

In the office, Nan Feng was concentrating on looking at the documents, and occasionally taking notes in his notebook with a pen.

At this moment, the door was pushed open violently. Nan Feng frowned unhappily, "Don't they know how to knock on the door?" He was wondering if he was too easy to talk to, so the employees were so presumptuous.

"It's me." Qiao Zhengrong slowly walked into the office with a cane, and Wu Kang followed behind him.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Qiao Zhengrong ignored the question he raised, but sat on the sofa beside him and lit a cigarette.

"A Feng, what do you think about the new energy projects launched by Ni and Lin?"

"I don't have any ideas. I just want to focus on our own business. I can't just do whatever is popular. Grandpa can make endless money."

"You bastard, you have no ambition at all. Qiao's company will collapse sooner or later." Qiao Zhengrong angrily put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

"Forget it, I won't talk about this with you anymore. I've already sent someone to the Lin family to explain Lin Xiao's situation. Grandpa will introduce you to a few rich girls someday. See if you find any that satisfy you..."

"That's enough, Grandpa," Nan Feng said, trying his best to suppress his anger. "I said I would only marry Mo Yu, and I've already found Mo Yu. She's been adopted by the Ni family, so now Grandpa doesn't have to worry about her family."

Nan Feng was still carefully observing Qiao Zhengrong's expression after he finished speaking, but Qiao Zhengrong slammed his cane to the ground. "No, anyone can do that, except Mo Yu. You've lost so many opportunities because of her. Her presence will only make you slack off. Only someone who is ruthless and has no desires can push the Qiao Group to the top."

"I can compromise on anything, except Mo Yu. Grandpa, I have to go to work. Please leave."

"You will regret it if you don't listen to my advice." Qiao Zhengrong said this and turned to walk out.

"Godfather, it looks like Afeng is going to fight you to the end for that woman."

"What ability does he have to compete with me?" Qiao Zhengrong's eyes turned, "Come with me to the Lin family tomorrow. I want to force him to tell me the whereabouts of the laboratory, and also investigate Mo Yu and the people around her.

A luxury car stopped at the door of Leng's house, and a man got out of the car holding a bouquet of flowers and carrying a few bags of things.

Leng Yuanheng came forward enthusiastically, carrying a bucket of water, and said with a sly smile, "Haoqing, you're here to see my sister. She's in the office. Is the stuff heavy? I'll help you carry it up."

"No need, just focus on your work." Lin Haoqing walked around him and headed towards the elevator.

Seeing him enter the elevator, Leng Yuanheng also carried the bucket and trotted up the stairs. When he reached the floor where Leng Xiyan's office was, Lin Haoqing had already gone in. He pretended to mop the floor and moved slowly towards Leng Xiyan's office.

"I've eaten. You must be very busy lately. How do you still have time to come and see me? And give me flowers." Leng Xiyan took the flowers from him and put them on the desk.

"No matter how busy I am, I have to come see my fiancée." Lin Haoqing took out the hairband that he always kept in his bag and tied up her loose hair. Then he opened the lunch box and took out the dishes one by one.

"I made this chicken soup this morning. How does it taste?" Lin Haoqing's eyes were full of tenderness as he carefully served her a bowl.

But Leng Xiyan felt more and more guilty. She relied on Lin Haoqing to gain a foothold in City A and snatched back the Leng Group from Leng Yuanheng. She accepted too much of his kindness, but her only love was a lie to him.

"Haoqing, you don't have to bring me food anymore. You're so tired from work, you need to rest more."

"I'm not tired anymore when I see you. Yanyan, come to my house for the New Year this year. My parents hope you'll come."

Her heart tightened. She knew that if she went to the Lin family, Lin Haoqing's family might pressure her to get married. "Haoqing, I... I have plans to go on a trip with friends, so I won't go."

Lin Haoqing's eyes dimmed a little, and he pursed his lips. "Let's not talk about this for now. I'll stay here with you today. Yanyan, let me borrow your computer."

Leng Yuanheng, who was standing outside, was delighted. After chatting for so long, the two finally had some useful information. As soon as they left, she would go into Leng Xiyan's office and look for the information Qiao Zhengrong wanted.

It was almost dinner time when Ni Jiamu returned from the company. He opened the door of his house, carrying a small cake in his hand and playing with the dog along the way.

When he looked up, he saw Song Fei sitting on the sofa playing games, while her Xiaoyu was squatting on the ground, staring at Song Fei's mobile phone screen with bated breath, and the half-bitten apple in her hand had turned yellow.

"Xiaoyu, sit on the sofa."

Both of them were startled by the sudden sound. Mo Yu looked up at him and then continued to look at the phone screen.

Is the phone prettier than him? Ni Jiamu walked over to her, put his arm through her knees, picked her up, and threw her on the sofa.

"Miss Song, do you really think you are the master of this house?" Ni Jiamu glanced at her with a smile, with some undisguised mockery and sarcasm in his eyes.

"Brother, I was the one who had to squat on the ground. Feifei is so good at playing games, I want to learn from her."

"Aren't your feet sore?"

Mo Yu shook her legs and stuck out her tongue. "It seems a little bit."

"Silly child, I bought you a cake. Eat it after dinner."

At the dinner table, Shang Xue kept picking up food for Song Fei. "Fei Fei, eat more. Look how thin you are."

Ni Jiamu put the chicken leg into Mo Yu's bowl and said, "Xiao Yu is also thin, why don't you give her some?"

Song Fei saw that Ni Jiamu disliked her, and finished the rice in a few mouthfuls. "I'm done, you guys take your time."

Seeing Song Fei walking upstairs, Ni Jiamu turned to Mo Yu and asked, "Did you bring her home to live?"

"I asked Xiaoyu to pick her up. You little brat, can you be a little polite since she's a guest? Look, Feifei went upstairs after only a few bites of her meal."

Song Fei returned to her room and lay on the bed. A tear flowed down her eye socket and into the pillow. They were a happy family, and she was just a poor person who came here to stay for a while.

She didn't understand why Ni Jiamu treated her like this. Her tears flowed silently until the pillow was soaked with tears. Then she raised her head with cold eyes and looked at the gray sky outside the house.

Mo Yu, I really envy you.