The father of the wind, who had just walked in: …………
He also got up very early today, originally planning to go to Feng Linyuan's apartment to try and persuade the two of them again.
After discovering the apartment was locked, they tracked them down here.
Separated for three years, they had only met a handful of times. Feng's father had assumed that he would no longer care about Feng's mother's words.
But as it turns out, hearing her voice still makes my legs go weak involuntarily.
So he sighed and obediently walked behind the Wind Mother: "No...nothing..."
The Wind Mother tilted her head to look at him: "What do you mean, 'nothing'?"
"Our family... has no throne..."
Feng's mother said with her usual disdain: "Who's being all cozy with you? You two, father and son, are both stuck in the lab, so boring. I'm going to chat with my son-in-law."
As she spoke, she focused intently on pulling Si Jin along to examine the wedding dress.
Only Feng's father and Feng Linyuan remained, staring at each other blankly.
Feng Linyuan spoke first: "What are you looking at? Your wife kidnapped my wife, aren't you going to chase after her?"
After a moment of stunned silence, the father finally raised his large hand, which he hadn't used to hit his child in a long time.
"You brat, you want a beating, don't you?"
… …
The family enjoyed a happy dinner together.
Finally, under the strict supervision of Feng's mother, Feng's father called Ruan's father back: "Jinjin is a top doctoral researcher of new wheat varieties. To put it more grandly, she is a national hero. Your family is going to be held accountable for slandering a hero like this!"
On the other end of the line, Mr. Ruan's voice trembled noticeably.
According to Yu'er, Qin Sijin is nothing more than a jealous old monster from the countryside. How could he possibly have the ability to research new types of wheat?
He asked unwillingly, "Mr. Feng, are you sure you're not mistaken? That monster is good at impersonating..."
"What? You suspect I'm senile and can't even tell the difference between the truth and lies?" Father Feng retorted, "Our Jingjing just has double pupils. Those people in the village are superstitious and don't know that. How come you're stupid too?"
Mr. Ruan quickly explained, "No, Mr. Feng, those two men together are really indecent. I was just reminding them..."
"What's wrong with two men? That's the children's business, it has nothing to do with me, and my family has no throne to inherit."
"Chairman Feng, listen to me, that Qin Sijin..."
“You don’t tell me a single truth, so I’m not going to bother talking to you. I’m only calling today for one thing,” Mr. Feng said coldly. “Our cooperation ends here. From now on, the Feng family will have no further contact with you, and you can forget about making a single penny from me!”
After saying that, she hung up the phone and timidly turned to look at Feng's mother.
She asked in a gentle tone, "Xiao He, how about this, when we take a family photo, can I come along?"
"Hmm." Mother Wind nodded: "It's barely passable."
The atmosphere at Fenghe Photo Studio was cheerful and harmonious, but Mr. Ruan slammed the phone down on the table.
Ruan Yu'er, dressed in a pretty little red dress, stood to the side, staring longingly at her father.
"Daddy, how did it go? Did the Feng family drive that white-haired old monster out?"
"No." Having lost money and gained nothing, Mr. Ruan was furious: "They said Qin Sijin is a national hero and terminated their cooperation with our family."
This result instantly shattered the beautiful expression on Yang Yu'er's face.
How could this be...?
How could Qin Sijin, a country bumpkin who never even went to elementary school, possibly research new types of wheat?
Could he really be a monster?
Yes, that's the only possibility!
Yang Yu'er thought to herself conceitedly—
Qin Sijin must be a demon, because only in this way can we explain why he survived being thrown onto the mountain and was able to launch a counterattack.
If that's the case...
Yang Yu'er walked to Ruan's father and tugged at his trouser leg.
"Daddy, my brother said there's a Wuyou Temple in the east of the city. The Taoist priests there are very good at exorcising demons. Let's ask him for help. We can't let that old monster bully our family like this."
"He bullies my brother and Daddy, Yu'er feels so sorry for him~"
As she spoke, tears welled up in her big eyes, making Mr. Ruan's heart ache.
His youngest daughter is so sensible!
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