Lin Feifei glared fiercely at Bai Yueniang, wishing she could split a mouthful of blood in two and spit it on Bai Yueniang and Mo Qingcheng's faces.
Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a smile, and after a moment of silence, she raised an eyebrow and looked at Wan Ziliang.
"Young Master Wan, have you come with sincerity today?"
Wan Ziliang nearly choked on a mouthful of blood, his face turning somewhat pale. His icy eyes were fixed on Mo Qingcheng: "Madam Mo, may we now discuss the brick kiln?"
"Young Master Wan, please speak..." Mo Qingcheng gave Wan Ziliang a meaningful look, signaling him to speak frankly.
Wan Ziliang slowly spoke: "Madam Mo, does the cooperation we discussed before still stand?"
Lin Feifei felt uneasy and stole a glance at Mo Qingcheng before finally speaking, "Sister Mo..."
Mo Qingcheng remained expressionless, while Bai Yueniang wished she could rush up and kick Lin Feifei away, calling her spineless and severing all ties.
Lin Feifei bit her lip, opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.
Mo Qingcheng's eyes were somewhat cold: "Since Young Master Wan has no sincerity, then have lunch with Feifei..."
"Madam Mo, what are the conditions?"
Wan Ziliang gasped, forced to lower his head. He had been too narrow-minded before, and besides, he had hurt Lin Feifei.
Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow: "Let's see how Young Master Wan performs..."
Bai Yueniang barely suppressed the urge to burst out laughing; Sister Mo was about to make her move...
Lin Feifei's eyes welled up with tears. How could she not see that Mo Qingcheng and Bai Yueniang were making things difficult for Wan Ziliang in order to vent her anger?
Half an hour later, Wan Ziliang, suppressing the urge to vomit blood, sat at the dining table with a cold face.
Shangguan Yichen was too lazy to entertain him, but as the man who was the head of the household, he still had to be generous.
Bai Yi was not so easy to get along with; if he angered the madam, she was already showing mercy by not beating him up...
On the other side, there was laughter and joy, creating a stark contrast.
Several little girls chattered away, asking all sorts of questions.
"Aunt Feifei, why did you bring that ice-cold guy? It's cold enough..." Shangguan Yunxi's eyes darted around, and she stole a glance at Wan Ziliang: "Do you have some kind of leverage over me?"
"Yeah, Aunt Feifei, it feels like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung," Mu Wanqing said with a grin, her face full of smugness.
"You just hit it off..." Bai Yunfei's sudden remark was both hilarious and absurd.
Lin Feifei's face flushed red: "You... don't think nonsense, it was me... who came of my own volition..."
"Oh..." Bai Yueniang trailed off, giving Lin Feifei a disdainful look that said, "I see."
Mo Qingcheng glanced at her indifferently: "Feifei, you've become even more accomplished in just a few days..."
"Cough cough... Sister Mo..." Lin Feifei's face was burning, "It's not what you think?"
"Aunt Feifei, is that how it is?" Shangguan Yunxi grinned mischievously, "Could it be... Iceberg Wan, midnight..."
"Cough cough... Sister Xi, don't ruin my reputation..." Lin Feifei was getting a little anxious.
"ah?"
"oh……"
"Um……"
The little ones chattered and made a ruckus with Lin Feifei, while Bai Yueniang and Mo Qingcheng occasionally chimed in.
Wan Ziliang's face alternated between black and white. Whether it was Mo Qingcheng or Bai Yueniang's words, it was clear that he, Young Master Wan, was a complete scumbag...
Lin Feifei was both amused and exasperated, shaking her head helplessly. If her mother hadn't threatened to kill herself, she really wouldn't have wanted to be with that scumbag.
snort!
The events of the past are still vivid in my mind; how could I possibly forget them?
Lin Feifei's mind flashed with someone's face, her face flushed, and she lowered her eyes.
"Sister Feifei, are you perhaps missing... a certain lord?"
"ah……"
Bai Yueniang patted Lin Feifei's hand, startling her so much that her face paled, and a barrage of intense gazes focused on her...
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