Compared to Lady Zhenzhen, Sheng Ning never considered becoming the heir of the Feng Family. She still knows nothing about it; everything was forced upon her by him. If their people had really killed Miss Sheng Ning just now, he would probably feel guilty, right?
Housekeeper Xing sighed helplessly in his heart. He had followed Mr. Feng for half his life, yet he still hadn't learned much from him.
"What? Not satisfied?" Mr. Feng asked casually.
Although his question seemed casual, Housekeeper Xing dared not answer just as casually. He pondered briefly before respectfully replying, "It's not that I'm not satisfied. I know that whatever you do, sir, you have your reasons. It's just that I'm too dense; sometimes I can't grasp the core of the problem until the very end."
"Hehehe..." The old man laughed lightly, "Still so cunning. That's what I value about you."
Housekeeper Xing didn't know how to respond, but fortunately, Mr. Feng didn't expect an answer.
