"My second and fourth sisters who have been living in the mansion for many years don't dare to talk to me like this, who do you think you are?" His voice was cold and inhuman.
Feng Huaiji turned around and walked towards his own yard.
Feng Hanyin's eyes suddenly turned red. Seeing Yingyue turning her head not far away, she glared at her fiercely, "What are you looking at?! Are you happy?"
"Problem." Yingyue turned around and continued walking.
She just heard Feng Huaiji's cold and sarcastic voice, and was a little curious about the expression on his face when he said such words before turning his head.
Ever since she arrived in Bozhou at the age of thirteen, Feng Hanyin and her brother had always treated her with disgust and condescension. As long as they didn't provoke her, she didn't bother to pay attention to them.
Feng Hanyin bit her lip and walked out with red eyes.
Why do they all like Feng Yingyue!
When the servants saw her leave, they quietly raised their heads to glance at her back, then quickly went about their own business.
As soon as they arrived at the mansion yesterday, they looked at Yingyue and the others with jealous and resentful eyes. When they came to him and greeted him, they looked at Yingyue and Feng Huaiqi with mocking eyes. Feng Huaiji felt inexplicably unhappy.
When they met today, Feng Hanyin said those words again in a tone as if he owed her something, and Feng Huaiji became even more displeased with them.
After entering the yard, Feng Huaiji saw a man with an angry face sitting in the yard.
"You rebellious son, you made your grandmother sick. Instead of going to apologize, you even had the heart to go out and play?!" Feng Yan shouted angrily, "You drove your cousin out of the house like this. You have no sympathy for women! Their reputations have been ruined by you!"
Feng Huaiji put his hands behind his back and said in a calm tone, "I'm afraid she will see that I'm even sicker. For the sake of grandma's health, I won't go in front of her and get in her way."
"Father is such a filial son. How long did he sit there waiting for me to come back just to scold me?"
"Being gentle and considerate to women? I'm not like my father who accepts everyone."
Feng Yan was so angry that his face turned red. "Asshole! Is this how your mother taught you to talk to your father?"
"My mother taught me to be gentle and respectful, but your mother may not be the same. Please stop jumping up and down here, it's unpleasant to hear." Feng Huaiji raised his hand, "Qingming, please ask the Marquis to leave."
Qing Ming stepped forward, "My Lord, please."
"I am the master of this mansion, you are so brave!"
Qing Ming's expression remained unchanged, "My master is the young master."
Feng Yan waved his sleeves and left, walking towards Chunning Courtyard angrily.
"Xuanqing, don't let him vent his anger in Chunningyuan."
"Yes, sir." Xuan Qing left quickly, taking the guards in the courtyard with him.
"Let someone sweep the yard." Feng Huaiji said this and went into the house.
There was still a faint scent of the calming incense I lit last night, and as soon as I entered the room, I felt my mind calmed down.
Feng Huaiji stood for a while and then went to the study. He sat in front of the desk, picked up the inkstone with his slender fingers, and slowly began to sharpen it with his eyes lowered.
Feng Huaiji thought carefully about all the things he did that made him unable to resist getting close to her.
"Stupid Zhuzi, why should I protect her?"
The Wanjie Pearl rolled in front of him, "It is my mission to protect the mission target, but you have something to ask for in your previous lives. Promise me to help me complete the mission, and I will help you realize your wish."
"What do I want?"
"You'll find out for yourself later."
Feng Huaiji raised his eyes and glanced at it.
Forget it, it’s rare that I want to be nice to anyone.
Besides, this cousin is quite pleasing to his eyes.
"Qingming."
"Sir."
"Let the people from Linglongfang go to the third house to take measurements for Miss Nine and make some riding clothes." After thinking for a moment, he said, "Let them go to Miss Two and Miss Four as well."
"What about Miss Eight?"
"Isn't she loved by the old lady? Then I am no longer redundant." Feng Huaiji raised a mocking smile.
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