Chapter 174 I Just Don’t Want to Marry

"How long have you been back?" Feng Yizhou frowned slightly, stared at Long Yihuan, and continued to ask.

That look seemed to see through her heart, trying to find more clues from her answer.

"Pei Sihuai, are you checking the household registration?"

At this moment, a deep and magnetic voice rang out in the hall like a huge bell, breaking the originally slightly tense atmosphere.

Feng Yizhou looked back when he heard the voice, and saw Long Moyang walking in slowly and leisurely.

He was dressed in a finely tailored black suit, with an upright posture and an imposing manner, and his every move revealed his nobility.

Feng Yizhou narrowed his eyes slightly, a barely perceptible alert flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a seemingly friendly but somewhat distant smile: "Mr. Long, long time no see!"

The voice was steady, yet it seemed to contain a mystery.

"Why, you met for the first time after my sister came back, and you made her unhappy?"

Long Moyang raised his eyebrows, and glanced back and forth between Feng Yizhou and Long Yihuan, with a hint of teasing, and seemed to be secretly protecting his sister.

"Brother, Brother Huai didn't make me unhappy, so don't talk nonsense!" Long Yihuan hurriedly stepped forward, pouting slightly, with a bit of coquettishness on her face.

She was the first to defend Feng Yizhou, her eyes full of protection for him, as if the unpleasantness just now had never happened.

He looked like a little animal protecting its cub, afraid that the person he loved would suffer any injustice.

"You haven't even married him yet, and you're already turning your elbow outward. What will happen if you marry him?"

Long Moyang shook his head helplessly, but his face was full of doting smile. He really had no way to deal with this sister.

He reached out and gently touched the tip of Long Yihuan's nose. The action was intimate and natural, showing the deep friendship between the brother and sister.

As Long Moyang spoke, he came to Feng Yizhou and leaned slightly closer, with a hint of warning in his eyes: "You'd better treat my sister well in the future, otherwise, I won't let you go!"

Although his voice was not loud, every word he said was like a hammer, carrying unquestionable majesty.

Feng Yizhou sneered, with a hint of disdain and determination in his smile: "Who said I want to marry her!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a blockbuster bomb dropped into a calm lake, instantly causing a thousand waves.

Long Yihuan and Long Moyang were stunned for a moment, their expressions seemed to be frozen.

Long Moyang widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief, as if he had heard the most ridiculous remarks in the world.

Long Yihuan seemed to have his soul sucked out of him. He stood there in a daze, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Pei Sihuai, what do you mean!" Long Moyang was instantly anxious. He took a step forward, clenched his fists, leaned forward slightly, and glared at Feng Yizhou, "Are you treating your marriage with our Long family as a joke?"

His voice trembled slightly with anger, and his eyes seemed to want to eat Feng Yizhou alive.

After hearing this, Long Yihuan's eyes instantly turned red, as pitiful as ripe cherries.

She bit her lower lip slightly, tears welling up in her eyes, and asked cautiously: "Brother Huai, did I do something wrong? Why did you suddenly say you don't want to marry me!"

There was a hint of crying in her voice, and she looked so pitiful that people couldn't help but feel pity for her.

Feng Yizhou quietly looked at Long Moyang's furious face, but his heart was calm, as if everything before his eyes was just a dull farce.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a barely perceptible coldness flashed in his eyes.

They clearly look the same, so why is this woman so delicate?

And his Chu Chu, no matter what difficulties he encountered, never shed tears easily, and was always so strong and independent.

"Nothing, I just don't want to marry you!" Feng Yizhou said this calmly with a composed look. He then walked calmly to the sofa beside him and sat down gracefully.

He leaned back slightly, against the soft back of the sofa, with his hands crossed on his chest, his posture seemed to declare his dominance over everything.

Rong Shu also heard Feng Yizhou's words at this time. She was originally resting in the inner room. After hearing the noise, she immediately walked out in a hurry.

Her expression was serious and dignified, with a hint of majesty and dissatisfaction in her eyes. She looked straight at Feng Yizhou and asked, "Do you know what you are talking about!" There was a reproach and questioning in her voice that was unique to an elder.

"I told you a long time ago that I have someone I like and no one can force me to make a decision!" Feng Yizhou raised his head and met Rong Shu's gaze firmly, his tone firm and decisive.

There was an unquestionable light in his eyes, as if telling everyone that his decision could not be changed.

He knew in his heart that they all understood their own personalities and that they had arranged everything on their own initiative, so this result was their own fault.

"Pei Sihuai, I don't care how many women you have in China, but don't forget one thing, this is Country F, I will never allow anyone to bully my sister!"

Long Moyang's face turned pale, and he was shaking with anger. He took a step forward, clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

It looked as if he was about to rush up and argue with Feng Yizhou in the next second.

In his opinion, Feng Yizhou's behavior was clearly a blatant challenge to the authority of their Long family, which he could not tolerate.

"Are you sure this woman is your sister?" Feng Yizhou raised his eyebrows slightly, with a sharp inquiry in his eyes and a hint of doubt in his tone.

His gaze shifted from Long Moyang to Long Yihuan, staring at her closely, trying to find flaws in her reaction.

Long Yihuan widened his eyes, full of disbelief, as if he had heard some fairy tale.

She opened her mouth and squeezed out a sentence after a long while: "Brother Huai, what do you mean? I have already done a paternity test with my parents, how can you doubt my identity!"

As she spoke, her eyes instantly turned red, tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice trembled slightly because of grievance.

After Long Yihuan finished speaking, he could no longer hold back the grievance in his heart and burst into tears.

She covered her face with her hands, her shoulders trembling slightly, and her crying sounded like she had suffered a great injustice.

Tears as big as beans slid down between her fingers and wet the hem of her skirt.

Feng Yizhou sneered, with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "When I met Long Yihuan, she was a little bully who couldn't tolerate any grain of sand in her eyes. How come you have become so crybaby after not seeing you for a few years!"

There was obvious doubt in his tone, as if the crying woman in front of him was completely different from the Long Yihuan in his memory.