Chapter 87: Chapter 87 I am Nangong Feifei

After all, the Young Madam was still in the storeroom, so he had to inform the Young Master first.

“Perfect, let’s eat!”

From the sofa, Qin Guozhong stood up and walked towards the dining room.

As Qin Si was about to head to the doorway, he saw Nangong Feifei rushing over.

With her going there, Qin Si naturally stopped, knowing well that he wouldn’t get a chance to speak if he went.

Watching his granddaughter’s retreating figure, Nangong He immediately smiled and said, “Look at this child, she couldn’t wait to go the moment she arrived!”

“Let the young people be, after all, it’s been over a decade since they last met!” Qin Guozhong was quite open-minded about Nangong Feifei’s eagerness.

In his eyes, Nangong Feifei and his grandson were childhood sweethearts, with no need for avoidance.

Moreover, their marriage was already arranged, so more interaction was a good thing!

At his words, Nangong He naturally wore a smile, glanced at his granddaughter once more, then turned and walked with Qin Guozhong toward the dining room.

Sijue despised the summer, as he disliked the hot sensation.

Although night had fallen, the air in Jingcheng was still oppressively hot. The moment he got out of the car, he felt his entire body immersed in that scorching temperature, making him slightly irritable.

He strode towards the carved door when, lifting his gaze, he spotted a tall figure standing there.

Sijue instinctively thought it was Gu Qiangwei. Upon seeing that face, however, he slightly furrowed his brows.

As Sijue saw him, Nangong Feifei smiled sweetly, “Sijue.”

Sijue?

Sijue’s eyebrows furrowed tighter, his slender eyes locked on the unfamiliar woman in front of him, devoid of any warmth.

“Who are you?” he said, looking at Nangong Feifei expressionlessly.

“I am Nangong Feifei, remember?”

Looking at him, Nangong Feifei’s eyes were filled with profound admiration.

Although it had been over a decade, her heart had long been firmly rooted in him, unable to extricate herself.

“I don’t remember.”

With a cold glance at her, Sijue firmly ignored Nangong Feifei and walked briskly towards the living room.

To him, the woman before him was nothing more than a moving sculpture.

Hearing his ice-cold, ruthless three words, Nangong Feifei was slightly startled, feeling somewhat disheartened.

But soon, the dejected expression on her face was replaced by a smile, and she turned to catch up with his pace.

“The Young Master has returned.”

At the entrance of the dining room, Qin Si came out and respectfully smiled when he saw Sijue.

“The master is here.”

Upon entering, not seeing Gu Qiangwei’s figure, Sijue meant to head to the second floor but paused when he heard the voice of Qin Si.

Then he turned his head, his eyebrows slightly furrowing.

The grandfather is here?

“Young Master, the Young Madam—” Qin Si stepped forward, intending to whisper to him that the Young Madam was still hidden in the storeroom.

However, before he could speak, he caught sight of Nangong Feifei walking behind him, and his voice abruptly ceased.

“Do you really not remember me? I’m the girl who used to always follow you around when we were young, remember now?”

Nangong Feifei walked over, gazing at Sijue with adoring and deep affection.

Sijue slightly furrowed his brows, somewhat annoyed by Nangong Feifei’s relentless pursuit.

Qin Si noticed the slight displeasure appearing on his face and hastily smiled in an attempt to smooth things over.

After all, sitting in the dining room were not just the master but also Nangong Feifei’s grandfather!

If the Young Master really got angry, that wouldn’t be good.

“Young Master, the master and Nangong—”

“Sijue, you’re back!”

At that moment, a loud voice from Qin Guozhong rang out from the dining room.