Chapter 122 You evil creature! What nonsense are you talking about?
The Feng Clan Ancestral Hall is the oldest building in the entire manor.
As you step over the high threshold, an aroma mixed with aged wood and lingering incense hits you in the face, bringing with it a certain solemn coolness.
The light filtered in from the extremely high window panes, falling on the black painted beams that were so thick that they required several people to hug them together, illuminating the darkness deep inside.
The interior of the ancestral hall is extremely spacious, and the layers of roofs extending upward make people look small.
Directly in front is a huge altar with incense burners and offerings on it, and behind it are densely packed ancestral tablets with black backgrounds and gold characters arranged in layers to the end of the sight.
The air was filled with the faint scent of burnt sandalwood.
Today, this quiet place is full of people.
Almost all the main members of the Feng family in Tianjin are present.
Some people gathered together and talked in low voices. When they saw Feng Mingzhou and Gu Manman walk in, the conversation stopped immediately. Countless gazes were cast over silently, with scrutiny, curiosity, and perhaps other more complicated emotions.
Feng Mingzhou led Gu Manman through the crowd and walked towards the central area of the ancestral hall.
Wherever he passed, people lowered their eyes, bowed slightly, and respectfully made way for him.
Gu Manman's gaze inadvertently swept across the corner.
Miss Feng Wu was standing next to a middle-aged man who looked quite dignified. He was the father of the young man who had been whipped for her yesterday, and also Miss Feng Wu's father.
Miss Feng Wu's face was carefully made up, but one could still vaguely see an unnatural red mark on the left cheek near the corner of the eye, which was barely covered by the thick foundation. If you looked closely, it was slightly swollen.
She obviously also saw Gu Manman, and her eyes were cold and vicious, staring at her fiercely.
She pulled the middle-aged man's arm hard, lowered her voice, and said sharply: "Dad! It's that woman! She beat me in front of so many people yesterday! You must let him make the decision for me! You can't just let it go like this!"
The middle-aged man frowned, with a bit of embarrassment and anger on his face. He patted the back of his daughter's hand and whispered to comfort her: "I know, I know, keep your voice down, so many people are watching!"
He also glanced at Gu Manman with a complicated look, and then quickly looked away.
Gu Manman withdrew her gaze, her expression as usual.
Feng Mingzhou seemed to notice where her gaze was going, but he said nothing. He just led her forward and stopped a few steps away from the display case.
Several elderly men with white hair and beards came forward and saluted Feng Mingzhou.
Feng Mingzhou nodded slightly, his expression solemn, and spoke to them in a low voice for a few words.
Gu Manman stood a little behind him and couldn't hear what they were saying. She only felt the invisible pressure in the ancestral hall, which came from this ancient building, from those silent tablets, and from the Feng family members around her.
Feng Mingzhou's conversation with the old men seemed to have come to an end.
He turned around and faced the dark crowd in the ancestral hall.
He held Gu Manman's hand, took another step forward, and stopped in the middle.
The low voices of discussion disappeared completely, leaving only the faint crackling sound of burning sandalwood in the incense burner in the distance.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, either overtly or covertly, full of all kinds of speculation.
Feng Mingzhou looked around the room, his eyes calm but filled with unquestionable majesty.
His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard in every corner of the ancestral hall, striking everyone's heart.
"This person," he turned slightly to the side, and when his eyes fell on Gu Manman's face, his stern expression softened, "is the person in charge of Qin Jewelry."
"She is my wife and the future mistress of the Feng family."
In an instant, you could hear a pin drop in the ancestral hall.
Everyone held their breath.
Gu Manman could feel countless eyes falling on her, scrutinizing, evaluating, shocked, unwilling...all kinds of emotions intertwined.
She stood beside Feng Mingzhou, her back straight, her face expressionless, just calmly welcoming everything.
In the corner, the blood color on Miss Feng Wu's face instantly faded. She widened her eyes in disbelief, bit her lips tightly, and her body trembled slightly.
The middle-aged man next to her also had an extremely ugly expression on his face, his eyes kept changing, and finally turned into a deep gloom. He pressed down hard on his daughter's arm as she tried to struggle.
Everyone had different reactions, but they were all mentally evaluating what impact this sudden "mistress" would have on the family structure.
Feng Mingzhou ignored everyone's reactions and spoke again, his voice a little colder: "From today on, seeing her is like seeing me. Her meaning is my meaning."
His eyes swept across the room with a warning.
Gu Manman raised her eyes and looked at the man beside her.
Against the light coming in from the high windows, his profile was clearly defined, his jawline was taut, and he carried a power of control over life and death.
In such an ancient and strict place filled with old-fashioned family rules, he declared her status in the most direct way and also protected her firmly under his wings.
The process of burning incense is complicated and solemn.
Feng Mingzhou led Gu Manman and took the three incense sticks handed over by the housekeeper, lit them, and smoke rose.
He looked solemn and bowed deeply to the stacked tablets, his movements meticulous.
Gu Manman followed his example and bowed three times.
After the ceremony, everyone moved to the banquet hall.
Compared to the solemnity of the ancestral hall, this place is obviously much more lively.
Feng Mingzhou took Gu Manman by the hand and sat down in the main seat.
As soon as he sat down, someone came up to him with a glass of wine, toasting and greeting him, with a warm smile on his face.
Feng Mingzhou handled the situation with ease, occasionally turning his head to whisper a few words to Gu Manman, his expression natural and intimate.
Gu Manman sat quietly beside him, sipping juice.
Just then, Feng Wu's father led her over.
The middle-aged man forced a very forced smile on his face, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and said in a very humble manner: "Master, mistress, my daughter was ignorant and offended you yesterday. As a father, I didn't discipline her well. It's my fault. I brought her here to apologize to you."
Miss Feng Wu stood behind her father with her head lowered, her eyes filled with uncontrollable resentment and unwillingness.
Gu Manman didn't even raise her eyelids and completely ignored the father and daughter.
The middle-aged man's hand froze in mid-air, the smile on his face was about to fade, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
The atmosphere suddenly froze, and people at the surrounding tables quietly stopped talking and glanced over here vaguely.
"Dad!" Miss Feng Wu suddenly raised her head, snatched the wine glass from her father's hand, took a step forward, and looked at Gu Manman provocatively, "My dad toasts you to give you face! Don't be shameless, if you don't accept my toast, you will be punished!"
Before he finished his words, there was a crisp "pop" sound!
The middle-aged man slapped Miss Feng Wu hard on the face with his backhand!
The slap was so powerful that Miss Feng Wu staggered. Blood immediately oozed from the corners of her mouth and clear five finger marks quickly appeared on her face, superimposed on the whip marks from yesterday, making her look particularly embarrassed.
The middle-aged man was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at his daughter's nose and cursed: "You evil creature! What nonsense are you talking about!"
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