Rebirth 80 Medical God Big Brother Divorce

The luxurious and elegant white reflects the aristocratic atmosphere of the West.

"Please take a seat. I will go and report to our Lord."

Secretary Wang tiptoed up the stairs, and Qiqi noticed that the stairs were covered with thick carpet.

Feng Qingyu grew up in such an environment. No wonder she was spoiled into a selfish young lady who is ignorant of the immensity of the world.

This place is simply a small kingdom, and Miss Feng is naturally the princess of this kingdom.

Six maids came in one after another, carrying various fruits.

There were so many people, but there was no sound. Every maid had a standard smile on her face. She placed the fruits on the long crystal glass table and then left.

Soon after, six more maids came in, carrying various plates and bowls, and placed them on another tablecloth-covered dining table in the same silent manner.

During the whole process, maids came and went.

Everyone had a standard smile on their face, but no one looked at Qiqi.

For such a long time, Mr. Feng did not come downstairs.

Secretary Wang didn't come down either.

No one came to greet Qiqi.

What this means is that you are leaving me here to show me your power!

A mocking smile appeared on Qiqi's lips.

Putting so many flashy but useless things on display is to show her the financial strength of the Feng family and to warn her that you are a country woman and are not from the same world as us. You have to stick to your duties. Is that what you mean?

No wonder Miss Feng is so evil-minded, it turns out she is just like her father.

No one paid attention to her, so she ignored it.

Qiqi simply sat down on the sofa and reached out to take the cup of fruit on the table.

Take off your shoes, cross your legs, and start eating fruit.

She wanted to see what other tricks Lord Feng had, and just use them.

After a while, another group of maids came in, carrying trays with some Western food.

Pretending to be elegant and noble, right?

Qiqi threw away the fruit bowl, walked to the dining table in her clean slippers, sat down without hesitation, took the knife and fork and started eating.

For someone who has lived into the 21st century, such a small matter is not worth mentioning.

However, in 82, this kind of pretense was already a very high standard.

Qiqi didn't care about anything else and ate everything in a flash. When he was full, he poured himself a glass of juice, burped, and lay back on the sofa. He pulled the small blanket on the sofa frame, covered his stomach, and closed his eyes.

"grown ups!"

On the second floor, Secretary Wang, who was watching all this, glanced awkwardly at his master who was standing there with a gloomy face.

"This woman is really not simple."

Lord Feng spoke.

"The wife of the King of Medicine must not be an ordinary person."

Secretary Wang quickly added.

Lord Feng said nothing more and turned to walk towards the stairs.

Although she didn't open her eyes, Qiqi could hear every movement on the stairs clearly.

The old rascal finally couldn't bear it anymore and came down on his own.

Qiqi heard the sound of two people coming down from upstairs and walking into the hall, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Secretary Wang, where is your master? If he has some business to discuss and doesn't have time to see a little man like me, then I'll go home and cook for my children. Please thank your master for his hospitality."

She was short and fat, with a belly as big as that of a woman who was five or six months pregnant.

There is not a single hair on his forehead. This old man who looks like a bodhisattva when he smiles is Lord Feng.

From this perspective, he is just a typical smiling tiger.

Qiqi pretended not to see Lord Feng and only spoke to Secretary Wang.