Feng Qing looked coldly at the angry Sheng Qingran, her face full of contempt. She didn't really care about what Sheng Qingran thought of her, but she also didn't want him to feel good.
"I don't think it's up to you to decide whether I'm worthy of him or not, Chairman Sheng. I don't think you have any reason to be here at Fengxing without a cooperation basis. What do you think?"
"Sheng Yan is the current chairman of Fengxing..."
"So what?" Feng Qing interrupted him. "What does it matter to you that Sheng Yan is the chairman? Aren't you an outsider here at Fengxing too?"
Feng Qing always felt that her previous speculation was right. Sheng Qingran was eyeing Fengxing. He wanted to seize it, and making Sheng Yan the chairman was just his first step.
"You...!" Sheng Qingran was clearly extremely angry. For some reason, under Feng Qing's gaze, he lost control of his emotions even more.
He hated Feng Qing. First, because she was the daughter of Feng Shengyang. Second, although she looked like her mother, her eyes were exactly like Feng Shengyang's.
Those eyes and that look were like a fuse that set off his rage.
In a fit of anger, he walked aggressively towards Feng Qing and raised his hand to slap her. But Feng Qing seemed to have anticipated his move.
Just as the slap was about to land, she grabbed Sheng Qingran's arm with all her might. With great difficulty, she managed to stop his slap.
Sheng Qingran didn't expect Feng Qing to block his slap, and even more unexpectedly, she fought back.
The moment she let go of Sheng Qingran, she slapped him across the face.
The slap sounded especially loud in the empty space. It was a "generous gift" from Feng Qing to Sheng Qingran.
"This slap is from my dad!"
Feng Qing was no longer as calm as before. Her whole body was still trembling after she finished speaking. If Sheng Qingran just didn't like her, it would be okay. But his dislike was not that innocent.
From this slap on, there was no way for Feng Qing and Sheng Qingran to maintain even a false appearance of peace.
Sheng Qingran never thought that he, a middle - aged man, would be slapped by a younger generation. Immediately, he wanted to teach Feng Qing a lesson.
When Sheng Yan, who had heard that Sheng Qingran had come, rushed over in a hurry, he saw Sheng Qingran about to attack Feng Qing.
"Dad!"
Sheng Yan shouted and quickly ran over to stop him. He protected Feng Qing behind him and stared at Sheng Qingran with wide - open eyes.
"This is the company. What do you think you're doing?"
Sheng Qingran had probably been driven crazy by anger just now. Now that Sheng Yan had appeared, he shifted all his anger to him.
"You still know I'm your dad! Let me tell you, Sheng Yan, I won't allow you to be with her. Unless I'm dead, there's no room for her in the Sheng family. It's either me or her."
"Then just go and die!"
The word "die" seemed to stimulate Feng Qing. Without caring that Sheng Yan was there, she shouted at Sheng Qingran.
"How have you been living all these years? On your hatred for our Feng family? Or your hatred for my dad? Now that my dad is gone, why don't you go down to the underworld and continue competing with him?"
Feng Qing's words were harsh and straightforward. Sheng Yan even wanted to tell her to stop, but Sheng Qingran's reaction was not as strong as he had expected.
He looked like a dog with its tail stepped on, having to swallow his anger.
Sheng Yan couldn't understand Sheng Qingran's mood. He only knew that the last look Sheng Qingran gave him before leaving was really creepy.
After Sheng Qingran left, Sheng Yan quickly turned around to check on Feng Qing. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Feng Qing forced a smile. "This is the company. How could I be in trouble?"
Feng Qing originally wanted to pretend to ask Sheng Yan if he thought her words were too harsh just now, but she was still so angry that she couldn't act.
It was Sheng Yan who reached out and hugged her, gently patting her on the back to soothe her unsteady emotions.
"It's okay, it's okay. You don't have to take my dad's words to heart. I'll handle this. Don't worry. I know you were just angry. You don't really mean it. It's okay, Feng Qing. I'll face everything with you."
Held in his arms, Feng Qing felt sad but couldn't shed a single tear.
Some window was not closed, and Feng Qing could hear the howling of the north wind. The cold winter would leave a deep mark on everyone's heart.
After finishing all the company's business, Sheng Yan took Feng Qing to Haishi.
There was no winter in Haishi. It was summer all year round. Even on Chinese New Year's Eve, when it was freezing and snowy in other places, people here could wear summer clothes and swim or surf.
The two of them were just like other small families who came here to celebrate the New Year. They had a great time.
On Chinese New Year's Eve, they were still running on the beach in cool clothes. When the clock struck midnight, the hotel set off fireworks.
There were a lot of people on the beach. The noisy voices seemed to drown out the sound of the fireworks.
Everyone's face was illuminated in colorful lights by the fireworks. Different lights lit up in the sky, also shining on some unknown corners of everyone's heart.
Sheng Yan and Feng Qing didn't return to their hotel room until 1 a.m. Although it didn't have the strong New - Year atmosphere of celebrating at home, they were so excited that they couldn't fall asleep.
Sheng Yan's face was beaming with joy. He happily opened a bottle of red wine.
He pulled Feng Qing to the balcony to look at the brightly lit beach and the sea view outside. The light in his eyes kept twinkling.
"I saw you making a wish at midnight. What did you wish for?" Feng Qing drank the wine in her glass and looked at Sheng Yan.
He seemed much happier than a few months ago. He seemed to have become an ordinary young man full of youthful spirit again, no longer pretending to be mature and serious.
In a place where no one knew them, he could run and shout freely on the beach in his beach shorts, completely releasing his happiness.
"I wished that you would be with me every New Year from now on."
He was very serious and sincere, which made Feng Qing laugh. Although it wasn't a serious wish, it was still a beautiful hope.
"Shouldn't you wish for the company's performance to thrive and for it to become the leading enterprise soon?"
"If I really had to consider so many people, I might as well just wish for good weather."
Feng Qing raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips, and nodded. "It seems that's not a bad idea."
"But I'm not that great a person." Sheng Yan directly denied it. "Compared to those grand and spectacular wishes, mine is very small."
"Let's never be separated again."