During this period of time, Su Xiaoying was in a very difficult situation. Now that it was raining, she rushed to the hospital. Unexpectedly, she met someone who was willing to give her a helping hand. Even if it was a black umbrella, it made her heart flow with warmth.
Now this handsome and gentle man had asked his chauffeur to give her a ride. Su Xiaoying immediately looked at Feng Chen with her cat-like eyes and said in a soft voice, "Sir, thank you so much. I'm going to the hospital now. If it's convenient, let's take the car together. You can take a detour and send me to the hospital."
Feng Chen looked at Su Xiaoying's beautiful face. "Hurry up and get in the car. I'll get my assistant to take you to the hospital."
"What about you, Sir?"
Feng Chen put one hand into his coat pocket and smiled warmly. "Someone will pick me up later."
With that, Feng Chen personally opened the back door and sent Su Xiaoying into the car.
Su Xiaoying sat in the back seat, holding a thermos cup in her hands. She looked at Feng Chen gratefully. "Thank you."
"No need."
The luxurious nanny car sped away.
…
Su Xiaoying watched Feng Chen's receding figure from the car. At this moment, the assistant in front smiled. "Miss, do you know our Dr. Feng?"
"I don't." Su Xiaoying shook her head.
Wait a minute, Dr. Feng?!
Su Xiaoying was still thinking that she hadn't asked for this kind-hearted person's name, but now her ears suddenly exploded. Dr. Feng?
Su Xiaoying had only heard of Dr. Feng. This Dr. Feng was a world-famous painter. At a young age, he had already stood at the top of the world. She had once worshipped Dr. Feng's paintings and deeply loved and admired him.
As someone who loved painting, she had always set Dr. Feng as her goal. Before marrying Feng Sinan, she had also tried to get a ticket to Dr. Feng's lecture.
"Is the Dr. Feng you're talking about the great painter, Dr. Feng?" Su Xiaoying asked in shock.
The assistant glanced at Su Xiaoying through the rearview mirror. The young girl was beautiful, with bright eyes and white teeth. She was very likable.
"That's right, Miss. Our Dr. Feng is the world-renowned painter, Dr. Feng!" The assistant said with a proud smile.
Oh my god.
Su Xiaoying sucked in a breath of cold air. It really was that great painter, Dr. Feng!
Her idol had just appeared in front of her. It was like a dream. It was so unreal.
She hadn't expected Dr. Feng to be such a young, handsome and gentle man.
…
Feng Chen stuffed one hand into his coat pocket and held the black umbrella with the other. Soon, a Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped in front of him.
The window of the driver's seat rolled down slowly, revealing a handsome and noble face. It was Feng Sinan.
Feng Sinan looked at Feng Chen, his handsome eyes gentle. He curved his thin lips. "Little Uncle, get in the car."
Feng Chen closed the black umbrella and got into the car.
Feng Chen closed the black umbrella and got into the car.
In the luxurious car, Feng Sinan glanced at Feng Chen. "Brother-in-law, you came back for work. How long do you plan to stay?"
"Not necessarily. This time, the Yi Foundation invited me to teach the children, and I agreed. I plan to stay for a while longer to take a look at these children."
"Feng. Feng Sinan Feng it." Nan, Sinan, Feng.
Feng Sinan nodded. "As usual."
Feng Sinan and Feng Chen were two different types of men. Although they were both from the Feng family, Feng Sinan was cold-blooded, while Feng Chen was talented, warm, and sunny.
"Brother-in-law, where's your assistant? Why didn't he drive over on such a rainy day?" Feng Sinan asked.
Feng Chen smiled. "I met a girl on the street just now. I asked my assistant to send her off."
Feng Sinan raised his long and narrow brows. "What girl? Brother-in-law, you have a girl you like?"
Feng Chen had always been single. All these years, he had been painting and had devoted himself to the development and education of painting. He had no time to fall in love.
Furthermore, Feng Sinan knew that Feng Chen was very picky. Every artist wanted to find someone who was compatible with their body and mind.
Feng Sinan found it strange that Feng Chen had asked his assistant to send a girl over.
Feng Chen thought of Su Xiaoying, who he had seen on the side of the road. She was a gentle and beautiful girl with a pure and clean aura.
"A girl I don't know." Feng Chen smiled.
Feng Sinan clearly didn't believe him. "Brother-in-law, if you have a girl you like, tell me."
This was Feng Sinan's territory. If it was a girl Feng Chen liked, Feng Sinan would naturally have a way to let them be together.
Feng Chen did not continue the topic. He glanced at Feng Sinan and soon saw the corner of the handkerchief in Feng Sinan's trouser pocket. "Sinan, are you still looking for that girl?"
When Feng Sinan had been kidnapped, Father Feng had only accompanied his youngest son and neglected Feng Sinan.
Only one person had gone to save Feng Sinan, and that was Feng Chen.
Feng Chen followed the police to the shabby little house.
At the mention of that girl, Feng Sinan's handsome face softened. He nodded. "Mm."
He had always been looking for that girl.
"Sinan, when I rushed over to save you, your fever had just subsided. You might not have seen that girl, but I did."
Feng Chen recalled. "That girl was injured in the chaos. I carried her and sent her to the hospital. You were also sent to the hospital at the time, so I went to see you. By the time I returned, the girl had already been taken away by her family."
"If I had known that you had been thinking about that girl all these years, I would have asked for her name and told you."
Feng Sinan recalled Su Xiaoying's words. She had said that she was that girl.
"Brother-in-law, what did that girl look like?"
Feng Sinan had never asked this question. He had hidden it deep in his heart and had never taken it out. However, the handkerchief that he had always kept with him was so soft and fragrant that it made one's heart flutter.
He knew that the girl must have been very, very beautiful.
"Sinan, the situation back then was very chaotic. That girl's long hair was down and her face was covered in dust. I only cared about saving her, so I only took a glance and didn't have a deep impression of her."
"But the director of that hospital was my friend. We even met in Sydney a few days ago. I have always kept your matter in mind, so I specially asked for you. The director's father, who is also the old director, still remembers the kidnapping case from many years ago. He still remembers that brave and fearless girl. This time, my friend has also returned to the country. He will ask his father for a self-portrait of that girl. If I get it, I will give it to you immediately."
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