"If you can't bring yourself to do this, I'll go talk to him." Jing Aotian said.
Although doing this is really a bit unfair to Feng Beijian, after all, Feng Beijian did nothing wrong, but love is a matter between two people, and only two people in love can be happy together, not a solo performance.
An Tingyu lowered her gaze, a hint of sadness covering her pretty face. "I'd better tell him myself! You'll only add fuel to the fire."
The wedding was originally cancelled because of Jing Aotian. If Jing Aotian were to be the one to talk to Feng Beijian, not only would Feng Beijian not be able to accept it, he might even be even angrier, because it was Feng Beijian and her who arranged the wedding. Even if she wanted to cancel, she should have explained it to him face to face.
Seal the mansion.
Looking at the familiar scenery and people, An Tingyu drank tea while thinking about how to start the conversation.
Sitting there, Old Master Feng's sharp eyes looked at her vaguely. After a long while, he said, "Bei Jian is almost back, but before he comes back, I want to ask you something."
An Tingyu put down the teacup and uttered two words neither lightly nor heavily, "Ask!"
"Do you really want to marry Kitami? If so, as long as Kitami feels happy, we two elders have no objection to your marriage, but if not..."
Mr. Feng paused for a moment before continuing, "I don't want to doubt you, because after our last conversation, I think you're a good candidate for daughter-in-law. But I hope you really want to marry into our Feng Mansion, and not to escape your feelings. Do you understand me?"
An Tingyu nodded. "I know you don't want Feng Beijian to get hurt. I...I came here today for this very reason. I can't marry Feng Beijian. As for the specific reason, I hope to explain it to him face to face instead of having you relay it to him."
Therefore, although it was not her intention to hurt Feng Beijian, what she could do now was to talk things over with him face to face. This was also the only respect she could give to Feng Beijian.
Outside the door, Feng Beijian, who was about to enter, was stunned at the door. His deep eyes suddenly became deep. After a while, he stepped in.
"Yu'er, why are you here? But you've come just in time. I wrote a guest list. Although it's a little long in the tooth, there's still time to make some changes. Take a look and see if there's anyone else you'd like to invite."
"See you in Fengbei..."
"By the way, Mr. Fu has a disease of affluence, right? Is there something he can't eat? I'll ask the chef to make another one so he can join in."
"actually……"
"Ah! Also, although the Queen Mother and the Emperor probably won't be able to leave the palace to attend, they both love you very much. It's polite to send them an invitation, don't you think?"
An Tingyu looked at him, opened her mouth, but finally closed it, wanting to wait until he finished speaking before speaking again.
However, at this moment, looking at Feng Beijian who was talking non-stop, Old Man Feng couldn't stand it any longer. "Beijian, men in our family don't run away from reality. Miss An has something to say to you, so you two can talk! I, an old man, won't get involved in your affairs."
After saying that, Mr. Feng stood up from his seat and left.
How could Mr. Feng not understand what was going on with his own son? As soon as he saw his pretending to be cheerful, he knew that his silly son must have heard what they had just said.
Feng Bei saw that his originally high spirits had calmed down. He did not look at An Tingyu, nor did he watch Old Man Feng leave. He just lowered his head slightly.
Only after Old Man Feng disappeared from their sight did Feng Beijian speak in a steady voice: "I know why you came here, because I heard it, but what did I do wrong? Can't you just pretend you haven't been here today? I'll also pretend I didn't see you, let alone hear what you said to my father."
"You clearly heard it, didn't you? And you know very well why I came here." An Tingyu said helplessly.
"You are so cruel! You didn't leave me any hope at all." Feng Beijian suddenly laughed. Although it was not a wild laugh, the faint smile looked so sad and desolate.
"See you in Fengbei..."
"Go away! From now on...you and I will no longer know each other."
"See you in Fengbei..."
An Tingyu wanted to say something else, but Feng Beijian turned around and faced her with his back, obviously not wanting to listen to her anymore.
Seeing this, An Tingyu felt guilty, and she also knew that at this moment, everything was as she thought, they would not even be friends in the future, so no matter what she said, it would be useless.
And she...
I can understand his mood at this moment.
but……
"You should rest first! I'll come to see you another day." An Tingyu said with a sigh.
Although she knew that this was ridiculous and cunning, in her eyes, Feng Beijian was a rare friend except that he could not be her lover.
She doesn't want to lose because of this!
…
"Master, the eldest lady really went to the Feng Mansion."
Meanwhile, the news of An Tingyu leaving Feng Mansion reached An Donglin's ears.
Anton Lin had a blank expression on his face, and remained silent with his hands behind his back. After a while, he said, "Give this letter to Prince Feng!"
After saying this, Anton Lin pulled a letter from his sleeve and handed it to the guard who had reported to him. He sighed helplessly only after the guard had left. "As expected, it's still like this. The child should just accept his fate! In his important life, that girl can't coexist with him, but..."
Will Feng Beijian really abide by the agreement between them?
In Feng Mansion, Feng Beijian had been sitting silently in the hall since An Tingyu left. He didn't know how long he had been immersed in the heartbreak. He only knew that when he came to his senses, a servant was already standing in front of him.
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