The matter of Feng Chuxue was like smoke, disappearing with the wind.
Perhaps, it would have some impact on others, but to the people at the Gu Family's table on the stage, it didn't affect them at all.
"Why haven't I seen Seventh?" Feng Heng asked as he handed the cup to Xia Yinian, looking at Gu Qingyang.
"That boy went on a mission." Gu Qingyang replied softly.
Feng Heng nodded, waved his hand, and Housekeeper Feng Rui brought over a document folder.
"Master." He presented it respectfully with both hands.
Feng Heng didn't take the item, just glanced at Xia Yinian.
"Nian Nian, you open it."
Xia Yinian didn't think much, responded with an "Oh," took the folder, and pulled out the documents inside.
"Grandpa." She didn't look much, handing it over respectfully to Feng Heng.
"This is yours; sit down and take a good look."
Feng Heng lifted his head to glance at her, then turned his gaze to Gu Lingqian across the table.
