Chapter 41 The young master is like jade, the young lady

The young master looks like jade on the street and is as clever as a god.

There are only two people in Zihai City who can be called young masters.

One is the same as the Saibei Snow Mountain, which is full of coldness and coldness, but also has the brightness of a jade tree. It stands among the vast blue waves, making it difficult for people to approach, and has the spirit of mountains and rivers.

The other one is the complete softness of water, that is, the water from the south of the Yangtze River, winding for thousands of miles, so gentle that it can crush the dangers in the world, making people addicted at a glance.

One is named Mu and the other is named Feng.

When he got closer, Feng Wenzhe looked at the person in the wheelchair and said indifferently: "Don't your legs hurt? Why did you get out?"

"Haha," he chuckled twice, even his voice was extremely gentle and comforting, "Father is joking, when is the day I won't come out after all these years?"

Feng Wenzhe turned a deaf ear to the unabashed ridicule. He still maintained his indifferent expression and glanced at the people on the ground, "Then I'll leave it to you."

He turned around indifferently.

The housekeeper followed him back to the villa.

The sun slowly slid down the west mountain, and the last ray of afterglow fell in and penetrated the dense willow branches. The willow leaves were slender and graceful. I don't know who cut them, leaving mottled oblique shadows on the ground.

When the wind blew, the shadows on the ground swayed.

Fengyan knelt at the junction of light and darkness, half of her body submerged in the shadow, and the leaf shadows swayed on her body at the same time.

Her head was on the ground, her fat body trembling slightly.

She didn't dare to be as excited and unrestrained as before. Just sitting there, this man could make her breathless as if she was facing the pressure of a mountain.

Feng Wenzhe, she dared to argue with him and choked a few words, but the young man in front of her clearly showed endless gentleness in every gesture and was more approachable than Feng Wenzhe, but she was just afraid of him.

There was no reason, I was scared from the bottom of my heart.

The person in the wheelchair had slightly drooped eyes and long and dense eyelashes. He looked like an eyelash expert. He looked at her expressionlessly, "Auntie, what I hate most is stalking. If I make a mistake, there will be consequences."

I have shouldered the burden myself, and my father has done his best to be kind and righteous, what do you think?"

"Yes, yes," Fengyan's voice was hoarse, she was sobbing slightly, her heart was already dead.

"Then are you leaving?" he asked very softly.

"Leave, leave," Fengyan closed her eyes and shed tears.

"Zhongli, give aunt a ride."

The man behind him who had been holding the wheelchair took a step forward, bowed and said: "Please."

Fengyan didn't dare to delay, got up and walked out.

After a moment, Zhongli turned back and pushed the man in the wheelchair into the house.

In the hall, Feng Wenzhe was sitting on the sofa and was listening to what the housekeeper was reporting. Zhongli pushed his wheelchair and passed by without stopping, but was stopped by Feng Wenzhe: "Yinan——"

Feng Yinan raised his hand and Zhongli stopped.

Feng Wenzhe was sitting on the sofa, holding a cane in his hand, turning slightly sideways and looking towards him. Feng Yinan tilted his head and also looked at him.

He said: "Yinan, she will be back in two months when she feels better. You can pick her up then."

Feng Yinan smiled lightly, without any emotion, "She doesn't want me to pick her up..." After a two-second pause, seeing that Feng Wenzhe didn't speak anymore, he said, "Father, if you have nothing to do, I'll go first."

It’s upstairs.”

The wheelchair restarted and Zhongli pushed him upstairs.

There are no stairs, there is dedicated wheelchair access.

In the study, Feng Yinan was sitting behind the desk. In the background was a whole wall cabinet filled with books. "Have you found out who the woman was next to the second young master that night?"

At the banquet, the second young master was angry at the beauty, and this incident spread a lot. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with Feng Yinan, but the second young master said that he wanted to break off the engagement with the Feng family, and it had something to do with him.

Zhongli stood five steps away from the desk, his hands hanging down naturally, folded in front of him, upright, and said: "Yes... it's the young lady."

Feng Yinan stopped turning the book and raised his eyes, "Tell me again, who is it?"

"Little miss." Zhongli breathed softly, but the young master became angry.

Feng Yinan stared at him, her pupils shrinking inch by inch, "She came to Zihai City? When did she come? How did you do things? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The gentle and elegant Mr. Feng rarely gets angry, but this time, even his voice had a hint of sullenness.

Zhong Li knelt on one knee and said, "Master, calm down, the young lady is very smart. She noticed our people, so she deliberately avoided each other and concealed her whereabouts. We, we..."

"What are you doing? If it hadn't been for this own mistake, you wouldn't know anything, right?!"

Zhongli lowered his head lower.

Feng Yinan's face looked very ugly, which could be called gloomy. "Okay, let's tell you what's going on."

Zhongli opened his mouth and recounted everything that happened at the dinner party in detail. When he heard Fengyan threatening to kill her, Feng Yinan's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a blade, "It seems that it's easy to drive her out, Zhongli.

You go collect all her property and cut off all her options. Any work unit that dares to hire her will be destroyed directly."

"yes."

Feng Yinan's move could be said to have completely cost Feng Yan his life.

It didn't matter that she was kicked out of the Feng family and lost the family's blessing. Feng Yinan also deprived her of all her property and made her leave the house with a clear mind. She couldn't go to work even though she had the hands and feet. There was only one end, begging on the street!

"Master, there is one more thing..." After a pause, Zhongli continued: "The second master was injured and hospitalized before, and it was the young lady's work."

That shot caused quite a stir. There are still different opinions as to who the second young master provoked and what enemies he attracted, and no one has found out who did it.

Feng Yinan still had that cold look on his face, and the moistness between his brows was also tinged with coldness, "Well done."

He has long disliked the old dog Mu.

Zhongli: "..."

"Why did she blow him up?"

"The two had a conflict before," Zhong Li said. "The young lady was being hunted. She met the second young master and asked him for help. The second young master was unwilling, so the young lady resorted to some tricks. As a result, the second young master was petty and held a grudge.

Up."

"Well, this is in line with the way a dog behaves."

It was rare for Mr. Feng, who was so elegant and elegant, to curse.

Zhongli secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he knew how to please the young master.

"Zhongli, continue to send people to protect her, don't be careless again."

"yes."

"Okay, if you have nothing to do, go down."

Zhong Li stood up and left. When he arrived at the door, Feng Yinan thought of something and asked, "By the way, where does she live now?"

After three seconds of silence, Zhongli answered: "Peach Blossom Palace."

Feng Yinan: "..."

——

The morning light slowly opened, and it was another gorgeous morning.

In the restaurant, Yuanyuan twisted her little eyebrows and asked: "Dad, can I not go to school?"

"Why," the young man sitting opposite looked at him and spread bread sauce on him, "it's great to go to school. You can make many children, why don't you want to go?"

Her round eyebrows became even more twisted, turning into pimples, "I don't want to go to kindergarten."

"Okay, I'll sign you up for primary school." The young master was very happy. He spread the bread sauce, closed the two pieces of bread together, and handed it to him.

Yuanyuan took the bread and muttered: "I don't want to go to elementary school either."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"high school."

"Junior high school, you can't be any higher, otherwise people will think you are a pervert."

"...Okay." Yuanyuan agreed sadly.
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