C18 Wintersweet

The one who sat on the sofa was none other than the Feng Jingteng who registered for the wedding with Mei Chuanqi yesterday. At this moment, he looked at the person standing in front of the door with a faint smile.

Mei Chuanqi was dumbstruck.

F * ck me!

Why was he here?

Could he be here to tell his grandfather that he had registered the marriage with him?

"Chuanqi, come here, let me introduce you. This is Colonel Feng Jingteng." The Mei Family Patriarch, Mei Zhendong, waved towards Mei Chuanqi with a smile. After that, he introduced him to Feng Jingteng: "Jingteng, this is my great grandson that doesn't have much potential."

Mei Chuanqi secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Hearing his grandfather's words, he probably still did not know about the matter of registering for the marriage.

He walked towards them and sat beside Feng Jingteng.

He kept guessing in his heart that his grandfather and Feng Jingteng's relationship should be very good. Otherwise, his grandfather wouldn't have called Feng Jingteng a Jingteng [1] as if he was a relative.

However, he had never heard his grandfather mention Feng Jingteng before, so how did this person come out of nowhere during this year?

Also, why is grandpa not surprised that he got out of prison early? Could grandpa have received the news long ago or is he getting out early related to grandpa?

Mei Zhendong saw Mei Chuanqi immediately sat on the sofa and laughed. He fell down and asked: What's wrong? After being in prison for a year, have you forgotten the courtesy of seeing your superiors in action? "

Mei Chuanqi laughed: "Grandfather, I am no longer a soldier.

Actually, he really did not like the salute at Mei Family, especially when he had to pay respects to every elder he met. This made him feel that this place was not like a home, but more like an army.

Hearing his words, Mei Zhendong's stern eyes instantly darkened.

Mei Chuanqi knew that his words had made his grandfather sad. He immediately extended his right hand towards Feng Jingteng to say hello to him so that he could divert Mei Zhendong's attention: "Hello, Colonel Feng, nice to be able to get to know you."

Feng Jingteng held his hand, and said with a hooked lips: "I'm also very happy to meet you."

Mei Chuanqi retracted his hand. Unexpectedly, he was tightly held by Feng Jingteng, and was unable to pull it out no matter how hard he tried.

Since it wasn't good to pull his hand back in front of his grandfather, he could only let him hold it.

He was a man after all, and holding a hand wouldn't make him lose out. However, the damned Feng Jingteng was rubbing her index finger against his palm, making his heart itch unbearably.

Mei Chuanqi glared at Feng Jingteng fiercely, and said with a smile that did not reach his eyes: "Colonel Feng, you are truly young and capable, to have already become a colonel at such a young age, your future prospects are limitless."

Feng Jingteng's lips curved up: "Chuanqi, you don't have to call me Jingteng. Of course, if you think it's troublesome to call me Jingteng, you can call me Teng."

The corner of Mei Chuanqi's mouth twitched.

Who would be so disgusting as to make him feel relieved?

Mei Zhendong regained his composure, and laughed: "Jingteng, I heard that you and the Third Young Master of the Wen Family had registered to be married yesterday, so at that time, don't forget to treat me to your wedding wine."

Gedeng, Mei Chuanqi's heart suddenly skipped a beat and used all his strength to hold onto Feng Jingteng, signalling him not to speak carelessly.

Feng Jingteng seemed to not have noticed his suggestion, and said to Mei Zhendong while smiling: "General, I have not registered my marriage with the Third Young Master of the Wen Family."

Mei Zhendong was startled: "Marriage has not been registered?"

"Hm!" Although I did not register with the Third Young Master of the Wen Family, … "

Feng Jingteng paused in his words, and looked at Mei Chuanqi meaningfully.