How dare she say this to Feng in the hall, so she could only find an excuse to put it off.

Feng Zaitang frowned and muttered in a low voice: "Young?! Miss Zuo is not young, isn't she? I remember she is about the same age as Cheng Lin, at least sixteen years old... The golden age is the best time for a woman

Age..."

Just as he was muttering, the housekeeper walked in with a strange look on his face.

"master……"

"What's up?"

"Young Master...please see me..."

Feng Zaitang is on fire. It would be fine if we don't mention Feng Chenglin. If we mention Feng Chenglin, the fire will be even greater.

"Cheng Lin?! Let him get out!"

The housekeeper's mouth twitched: "You can't get in..."

"What's the meaning?"

"My body is covered with thorns..."

They used thorns to plead guilty, but Ling Luoyu got bad, so he gave Feng Chenglin some thorns, which pricked him all over and caused bleeding.

If this happens again, it will definitely turn into a hedgehog.

Ling Luoyu's original intention was to use Feng Chenglin's tragic situation to make Feng Zaitang feel distressed, thereby alleviating his anger towards him.

Otherwise, I can really beat him to pieces.

The family style of these old men is to compete with each other in a ruthless manner.

The housekeeper asked the matchmakers to be escorted out from behind, so as not to let the three of them spread their rumors.

There was no one around, so the housekeeper whispered: "Sir, the eldest young master came from the front door of the mansion on his knees..."

"Kneel down!" Feng Zaitang was shocked: "He is kneeling down?"

With Feng Chenglin's cowardly temper, he would never be able to do such a bloody thing.

If he was talking about rolling around, whining and wailing, he would completely believe it.

"Master, the eldest young master is carrying thorns on his back, kneeling every three steps... I'm afraid something big will happen, otherwise..."

Before the housekeeper finished speaking, Feng Zaitang suddenly stood up.

"Quickly... let him in quickly..."

Feng Chenglin's father had seven wives and concubines, but he was the only one. If something happened to him, the Feng family would be completely ruined.

Feng Chenglin knelt in the courtyard, greeting the eighteenth generation of Ling Luoyu's ancestors in his heart.

If she hadn't come up with such a bad idea, he wouldn't have suffered like this here.

Now in full public view, even if he thought about it, he would have no excuse.

His knees felt as if they were going to shatter, and he couldn't help but sit on his heels due to the pain.

As soon as he sat down, Feng Zaitang's figure appeared in the yard in front of him. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed heavily as if he hadn't seen anything.

"Grandpa, dad... It is Cheng Lin who is incompetent and unfilial, and has discredited the Feng family... Cheng Lin is here to kowtow to you and apologize, and forgive Cheng Lin for not being able to provide for you until you die... If there is another life, Cheng Lin will definitely be a good person.

We will never let the Feng family embarrass themselves by following Cheng Lin again..."

Feng Zaitang's anger suddenly disappeared and he unconsciously grabbed the housekeeper's hand.

"Old Man, why do I hear that this child seems to be explaining his funeral arrangements?"

The housekeeper quickly stepped forward and helped Feng Chenglin up.

"Young Master, what are you doing?"

Feng Chenglin finally took the opportunity to stand up, but his knees hurt so much that he couldn't stand up at all and simply fell to the ground.

"Grandpa Man, you don't need to worry about me. I don't have the shame to stand in the Feng family anymore... I have done something sorry for the Feng family, so what qualifications do I have to stand in the Feng family again?! This time, I am here to say goodbye to grandpa.

Yes, after I say goodbye, I will go back and surrender to plead guilty..."
Chapter completed!