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After being comforted by two cute pets in succession, Feng Lingyu felt much better.

In fact, she is not fighting alone now, she has the company of many friends and family.

After calming down, Feng Lingyu stood up from the sofa.

She took out Gao Xiaotao's fried potato chips, fried chicken, homemade watermelon shaved ice, and milk tea from the space, but that was not all.

She also placed all the famous dishes from all over Wusheng on the table.

Feng Lingyu didn't stop until the table was full of space.

She wanted to have a good meal and regroup. There was nothing that couldn't be solved with a meal.

One day, she will find out everything about Ling Qingyue and everything behind her.

Tuanzi and Jinzi looked at the table full of delicious food and came over eagerly.

Although they usually solve their own eating problems in their own space, they are also greedy for human food.

"Squeak!" Jinzi jumped on the table impatiently.

Feng Lingyu: "We have everything. Don't worry. We will definitely not forget you two when we have a good meal!"

In the end, Tuanzi got a mountain of New Orleans-style Brazilian barbecue.

The barbecue was still steaming and the aroma was so overwhelming that Tuanzi was drooling.

Jinzi got a big fruit cake with colorful fruits decorating all around it, making it look like a colorful rainbow.

"Alright! Let's eat!"

Following Feng Lingyu's order, the man and his two pets began to happily enjoy the food.

The sun is setting in the west, and the dim sunset lengthens people's shadows. Everything seems so quiet and warm.

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Feng Pingting hasn't come out of the room since she entered the afternoon, and Ling Qingyue is very anxious.

Feng Xuesong came back in the evening and said a few words of greeting, but Ling Qingyue said her daughter was in a bad mood.

Ling Qingyue did not mention the matter of Chen Zenian. Feng Xuesong had originally disagreed with marrying his daughter to the Chen family. If he knew about this, he would be even less willing to give in.

"Pingting, are you hungry? Even if you are sad, you have to fill your stomach! Otherwise, what if you lose your strength halfway through being sad?"

At the door of Feng Pingting's room, Ling Qingyue was holding a bowl of clear soup noodles in her hand and knocking on the door gently.

Feng Pingting in the room lay on the bed in a daze, staring at the gorgeous crystal chandelier without blinking.

In fact, she is no longer sad now, but she still feels a little suffocated in her heart.

"Mom, I don't want to eat now. Please take the food away!" Feng Pingting replied listlessly.

Hearing that there was nothing wrong with her daughter's voice, Ling Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief:

"You still have to eat something. Don't starve yourself just because you're young. If you have any problem, just tell mom. I've lived longer than you and I have more experience than you. I might be able to give you some good advice."

"Be good and open the door."

There was no response from inside the door.

Just when Ling Qingyue was about to leave and talk about it tomorrow, the door in front of her opened with a swish.

Because of crying in the afternoon, Feng Pingting's eyes are now red, her face is pale, and her hair is messy.

Looking at her haggard daughter in front of her, Ling Qingyue felt distressed.

"How did you get yourself into this state, kid? I didn't call you this afternoon because I wanted you to calm down, but I didn't ask you to torture yourself..."

Ling Qingyue put down the bowl of noodles in her hand and pulled Feng Pingting over to sit down with care.

Feng Pingting didn't want to make her mother sad, so she forced a smile and said, "I'm fine now. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep tomorrow morning. Don't worry, mom."

Feng Pingting was just embarrassed in the afternoon. Plus, Brother Zenian was gentler to Ling Feng than to herself, and he even got angry with her for her.

How could Feng Pingting, whose heart was set on Chen Zenian, not be sad?

Ling Qingyue reached out to lift the scattered hair on her daughter's face, and said angrily: "Don't I know you? If you didn't cry so hard, your eyes would be swollen like this?"

"Don't try to be so stubborn in front of me. Eat first, and then tell me what happened today."

Feng Pingting's eyes kept trembling, her nose felt a little sore, and finally she nodded sullenly and said "hmm".

After dinner, Feng Pingting told the story of what happened today.

After hearing the whole story, Ling Qingyue had an idea in her mind.

"You are too impatient, kid." Ling Qingyue said with regret.

As her daughter, how come I haven't learned any skills to control men?

Feng Pingting was confused and a little aggrieved: "I was just asking reasonably, I didn't mean anything else. It was that lesbian who overreacted, so Brother Zenian got angry with me."

"In that case, you shouldn't ask. From your description, the woman is very beautiful. Men are visual animals, and it's normal to be fascinated by beauty for a while."

"But for people like Chen Zenian, relying on appearance alone is only temporary. If you want to last long, you still need to look at your own qualities and inner qualities."

"Chen Zenian is obviously interested in that woman now, and that woman is his partner. Given these two conditions, it is normal for Chen Zenian to be more tolerant of that woman."

"At a time like this, you should get along well with his partners and be more sensible, so that Ze Nian will appreciate your kindness from the bottom of his heart and realize that a lady like you is truly worthy of him."

"And look at what you did. You stepped on his partner right in front of him. Isn't this a slap in his face in disguise? It would be strange if he had a good face."

Seeing her daughter looking at her in confusion, Ling Qingyue had no choice but to break down the logic and explain it to her one by one.

Feng Pingting's heart sank. She asked anxiously, "Mom, what should I do? I messed up today. Will Brother Zenian never be willing to marry me again?"

Ling Qingyue sighed.

"It hasn't come to that."

Chen Zenian clearly knew about what happened between her and his father, but he still treated Pingting as usual and even took her out to play, which showed that he still had some affection for her.

"In my opinion, Chen Zenian still has some regard for our old friendship. You have played with him, so he won't completely ignore you. At most, he will just leave you alone for a while."

Feng Pingting breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, "That's good, that's good."

"Mom, should I take the initiative to apologize?" she asked again.

Ling Qingyue: "Wait until next time. Just say you didn't mean it and let it go. If you meet that woman again, don't make things difficult for her. Be generous. You will marry Chen Zenian in the future. She is just a partner at best."

Feng Pingting pursed her lips and said unwillingly, "But what should I do if I see other women around Brother Zenian and feel very angry and jealous? What's more, that woman is very beautiful. If Brother Zenian falls in love with her, he will never marry me!"

Ling Qingyue was stunned. Her daughter's eyes were filled with jealousy. The original innocence had disappeared, and her angelic face was stained with ink...

This reminded her of her teenage years, when she also huddled in a corner, looking at her tall, pretty, and delicate cousin with envy in her eyes.

Ling Qingxue is not only good-looking and has a good family background, but she also marries a man who is at the head of a prominent family and is devoted to her.

And what about her? Being good-looking was her nightmare, and she had to endure countless harassment and bullying every day.

Ling Qingyue hid in a dark corner, the resentment and jealousy in her heart growing stronger.

She dreams of replacing Ling Qingxue...

In a trance, Ling Qingyue smiled grimly. She heard herself say, "I will help you, Pingting. You don't need to be jealous of anyone."