I have no idea where Feng Jue has gone.
There's a commotion outside.
He, as the master, remained completely unmoved.
When Rong Shang went in, she only saw Butler Feng in charge of the situation.
sound.
It seems that the servant's family wants the Feng family to compensate them one million.
However, the Feng family believes that the responsibility does not lie with them.
They do not need to bear full responsibility.
The compensation will be at most five or six hundred thousand.
When they couldn't reach an agreement, her family naturally came to make trouble.
In the crowd, the maid's brother was pushing and cursing at the housekeeper.
The old man's expression grew increasingly serious.
In the end, he simply called his bodyguards over and kicked them out.
Thinking about it, they are now more grief-stricken than anyone else.
Rong Chang didn't know if she was just being overly compassionate.
She pushed through the crowd and went inside, saying, "I'll pay the other 500,000."
Didn't you say you wanted a million?
Feng Jue contributed 500,000, and she contributed 500,000.
Those in the crowd who saw her were all surprised.
"Isn't this Miss Sheng?"
Why is she here?
The wind housekeeper saw it too, frowned, and strode over from the front.
"Miss Sheng, when did you arrive?"
It seems he didn't invite her either.
How did she get in?
With sharp eyes, the butler sized her up.
Finally, recalling what she had just said, Butler Feng raised an eyebrow. "What did Miss Sheng mean by what she just said?"
"It doesn't mean anything."
She shrugged, quite generously, "Since they want one million and your Feng family can only give five hundred thousand, then I'll give the remaining five hundred thousand."
She can afford to pay that amount of money.
How can you say that a human life shouldn't be measured in money?
But her saying that made the Feng family seem a bit stingy.
The housekeeper felt quite uncomfortable listening to this.
The servant's family was overjoyed.
He kept bowing and thanking Rong Shang.
"Thanks."
"thank you."
"You are truly a living Bodhisattva."
Those watching were stunned.
Nobody believed that there could be such a kind person.
Five hundred thousand?
When she said it, it sounded as simple as fifty or five hundred dollars.
At that moment, someone came out of the villa.
Its slender figure fell to the ground, casting a dark shadow.
Upon seeing the newcomers, the Feng family servants quickly lined up in two rows.
"My lord."
They shouted in unison.
Rong Chang subconsciously looked up.
They happened to meet the man's gaze.
Those red pupils gleamed with a dangerous, bloodthirsty light in the darkness.
He strode over, exuding a powerful aura. "Why did Miss Sheng pay this amount?"
Her seductive voice was icy cold.
Those around watched, not daring to utter a sound.
Then, he came over.
He stopped in front of Rong Shang.
She reached out, and the man's cold fingertips brushed across her cheek.
Rong Shang turned her head slightly, and he just happened to brush aside a strand of hair that was covering her face.
Then, he suddenly lowered his head in front of her.
He leaned close to her ear and said with a smile, "Miss Sheng, are you feeling guilty?"
"It turns out that the Sheng family is nothing but a name without substance."
The laugh lasted no more than three seconds.
Feng Jue stepped back.
He was standing under the lamplight, the white light casting layers of shadows on his face.
He turned to look at the few outsiders present.
He raised the corner of his lips, his voice cold and stern.
"One million, give them the check."
“But…” Butler Feng stepped forward, “Sir, we are not obligated to take full responsibility.”
One million? That's such a headache.
Give it to him.
A cold, dismissive tone, leaving no room for argument.
The housekeeper knew that nothing she said would make a difference.
He nodded. "I understand, Your Excellency."
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