Chapter 89

"Yes, Dad, big brother has already helped us to find out. I believe we can find out Xiao Qi's whereabouts soon. We'll take her home at that time and cut off her contact with Feng Xun!" Second Xia Yunfeng looked at the face of Xia's father Tieqing, also busy with a smile.

Xia's father nodded and said coldly: "this time I'll take her back. Anyway, I'll cut off her relationship with Feng Xun!"

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Genoa, Italy.

Together with Feng Xun, he got off the plane. On the seventh day of the summer, he stepped on the vast private apron and felt a little confused.

"Feng Shao -" a tall man had been waiting here for a long time. He saw Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer coming and opened the door respectfully.

Feng Xun nodded slightly. Seeing that Xia's seventh day was still looking around, he could not help laughing and pulling her into the car. When the car left here, he said with a smile: "don't worry, it's very big here. You have a lot of time to visit slowly!"

On the seventh day of the summer, looking through the window at the broad grass outside, there are several gray buildings, and passing through a large lake, I can't help but be surprised and ask, "here, are all yours?"

"Yes, this is my manor in Italy!" Feng Xun nodded with a smile. Facing the shocked eyes of the seventh day of the summer, his face was as calm as ever, as if these properties were not worth mentioning at all.

"What a luxury..." seven tut tut sighed at the beginning of summer. Although she had not finished watching the whole manor, sitting around in the car, she could see that there were more than ten football fields here!

The life of the rich... I really can't imagine it!

The car stopped at the fountain square in front of the main house. The housekeeper of the manor, with a group of maids, had been standing at the door waiting respectfully for the arrival of the manor owner Feng Xun.

"Feng Shao -" the housekeeper is an Italian man with blue eyes. Wearing a black suit, he salutes Feng Xun and Xia Qiqi respectfully and speaks fluent Chinese: "Miss Xia --"

On the seventh day of the summer, I saw some foreigners with headache, but I didn't expect that the Italian man could speak fluent Chinese. Shocked, I nodded back: "Hello, I don't know what you call it!"

"I'm pika, the housekeeper of this manor. Miss Xia can tell me anything!" The housekeeper pika said with a smile, and went into the main house to welcome Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer.

The decoration of the main house is typical Italian Baroque style, grand and gorgeous. Just after sitting down on the seventh day of the summer, a maid has served her a cup of hot black tea.

Looking at the exquisite teacup, Xia Qiqi sighed in her heart. Originally, she always thought that her old-fashioned father was too particular about drinking different kinds of tea, so she had to match different tea sets. Now she saw that everything in Feng Xun's manor, from the manor building to the small teacup, was so detailed that she didn't know what to say

"If Miss Xia doesn't like black tea, I'll ask someone to change it for coffee. What flavor does Miss Xia like, cappuccino, mocha or latte?" Pika, the housekeeper, thought that she didn't like it when she saw that she was holding the cup.

"Don't bother..." at the beginning of summer, seven busy back to God, smile and shake his head, took a cup to drink, just want to talk to Feng Xun, but see him with a mobile phone expression seriously say something, can only shrug.

"I have some business to do, I want to go out..." Feng Xun hung up and said to the seven deep voices in the early summer.

"Can I help you?" Summer seven busy asked.

Feng Xun shook his head: "not for the time being. You stay here. The doctor will arrive soon..."

"Doctor?" At the beginning of summer, Qi Yi Leng asked suspiciously, "what do you want a doctor to do?"

"Your gunshot wound is not good. Of course, the doctor will bandage your wound regularly!" Speaking of this, Feng Xun went up to her, bent down and kissed her forehead. He said with a smile, "stay at home and have dinner with me when I come back!"

"..." Feng Xun had gone far before he could react on the seventh day of the summer.

Thinking of what he had just done, a blush rose on her face.

This Feng Xun, unexpectedly in front of so many people, makes this kind of intimate action. I don't know what kind of relationship they have!

On the seventh day of the summer, he quickly picked up the cup and took a few more drinks to hide the embarrassment. He did not forget to look at the housekeeper and the maid standing by. He was relieved to find that their expressions were the same as before and did not show any surprise.

Not long after Feng Xun left, the doctor arrived as expected. He skillfully helped Xia Chuqi to check the injury and bandaged her wound again.

"Miss Xia, your wound has recovered very well. It will be completely cured in about half a month." Although the middle-aged doctor named Jack is a blonde Italian man, he can still speak fluent Chinese.

"Thank you The seventh day of the summer politely thanks, looks at his right arm, and hesitates to ask: "I want to know, after my right hand injury recovery, will it affect me to shoot with a gun?"

Seeing that the doctor stopped to clean up his equipment and looked at himself, he gave a sneer on the seventh day of the summer, touched the tip of his nose and explained, "I prefer shooting, and I play it once in a while, so I'm worried about affecting the sensitivity of my right hand!"

"Miss Xia, don't worry, it won't have any influence!" Doctor Jack said with a faint smile and affirmative tone.

On the seventh day of the summer, it seemed as if I had taken a reassuring pill. After a long breath of relief, I laughed and sighed, "I didn't expect that you are so good at medicine and speak Chinese so well..."

"Working for Feng Shao is just a basic skill!" Jack, the doctor, smiles with disapproval.

At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven and asked curiously, "are you also very skilled in treating gunshot wounds?"

"Yes, that's my duty, too!"

"So you are Feng Xun's personal doctor?" In the sound of the seventh day of the summer, there is some exploration.

Seeing her asking, doctor Jack knew that she had something to say and was not in a hurry to leave. His lips were slightly crooked, and with the unique gentlemanly demeanor of Italians, he politely asked, "what does Miss Xia want to ask?"

The seventh day of the summer hesitated for a while, but still asked his doubts: "I heard that he had the more serious insomnia. Have you treated him? Can he be cured of this insomnia

"Feng Shao even told you about it?" Jack, a calm looking doctor, was shocked when he heard the question from the seventh day of the summer. He almost looked at the seventh day of the summer in disbelief.

"Is it strange to tell me that..." Seeing his reaction on the seventh day of the summer, I was a little puzzled for a moment. Although this insomnia is a headache, it is not a disease difficult to talk about, is it?