Feng Zhong's affair was widely reported by the media, and Feng Xiang, as the only supporter of the Feng family in the political arena, also became the target of public criticism. Now he has been ordered by his direct superior to go home and deal with his personal affairs before going to work.
"Mr. Chen, please help our Feng family." Feng Xiang looked at the old man sitting in front of him, drinking tea leisurely, and said sincerely, "As long as our Feng family can get through this, I will do anything Mr. Chen asks me to do in the future without any complaints."
"What you mean is that you're not happy about what I asked you to do before, right?" He hadn't originally welcomed Feng Xiang to his place, but the new gatekeeper, who didn't recognize him, let him in. "And in the future, what your Feng family does has nothing to do with me. I'm tired, get out."
In the eyes of Old Chen, just one encounter was enough to make the Feng family happy. He had no control over what would happen to her in the future, whether she lived or died. He still didn't believe it. Without the support of the Yuan family, would the young girl really dare to offend most of the people in Kyoto?
Feng Xiang left the Chen family and went straight back home, only to unexpectedly find the person he had been frantically searching for recently: Feng Zhong, his wife and son, his parents, and even other clan members. He was a little annoyed, but he had to suppress his anger: "Uncle, you found Feng Zhong! Are you here to give me an explanation?"
"Uncle knows you've been wronged." As Feng Zhong's biological father, Feng Zuguang was embarrassed to face his nephew, but he was puzzled that his son suddenly called everyone over.
"I'll give you the explanations you need." Feng Zhong looked like he hadn't had a good time these days. His beard was unshaven, and his clothes looked like they were still the same ones he wore that day. He sat on the sofa with a decadent look on his face, talking, and the smell of alcohol on him was suffocating. "I came here today just to ask Big Brother for advice."
"If you have something to say, say it quickly." Then he said, "Get out of here!" Feng Xiang suppressed these words many times before he blurted them out.
Feng Zhong didn't speak immediately. Instead, he walked over to sit next to Zhang Qi. He looked at her delicately painted face and his mouth moved. Then he turned his eyes to the side. Seeing his son's delicate face, he quickly turned back and pinched Zhang Qi's face: "Brother, isn't my wife beautiful?"
"What are you doing?" Zhang Qi suddenly felt Feng Zhong pinch her cheek. She cried out in pain, but she didn't expect the pinch on her cheek to become stronger and stronger. She hurriedly tried to pull Feng Zhong's hand away: "Let me go, what are you crazy about?"
"Pa!" Feng Zhong cooperated very well and let go of Zhang Qi's face. Then he slapped him with such force that Zhang Qi's body was knocked aside. His face was swollen and there seemed to be a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"What the hell are you doing?" Feng's mother was quite satisfied with Zhang Qi, who had given her a grandson. However, this woman was too powerful. She took her son in stride and didn't even take her, her mother-in-law, seriously. Now, seeing her son slap her, Feng's mother turned her precious grandson's face away and then shouted at Feng Zhong, "Just talk to him nicely. You don't even feel the pain of hitting someone."
"Brother, you haven't answered me yet. Isn't this woman very beautiful?" Zhang Qi was introduced to Feng Zhong by Feng Xiang. It was Feng Xiang's words "young and beautiful" that gave him a reason to cheat on his wife, and he even had a son. Thinking of his son, Feng Zhong's face became uglier, and he stared at Feng Xiang with his eyes, scaring several people around him so much that they didn't dare to speak.
"What on earth do you want to do?" Feng Xiang's face was not in a good state. Looking at Zhang Qi, who was still a little dazed after being beaten, and receiving Feng Zhong's provocative eyes, he said in a deep voice: "I don't care what you did outside or who you met, but if you want to go crazy in my house, please get out."
"Son, if you have something to say, just say it directly. What are you doing?" Feng Zuguang was able to build a business for himself in Kyoto, so of course he noticed something was wrong. Originally, he thought it was his son's fault and was being careful, but seeing his usually obedient son treating others like this, he became a little suspicious. He spoke out just to give everyone a way out.
It was a pity that Feng Zhong didn't seem to be planning to let Feng Xiang go. Looking at the silent crowd, Feng Zhong smiled, looked around at everyone and said, "Don't be a good person there. I tell you, I'm being raised as a son for no reason. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
These words shocked everyone in the room. Zhang Qi, who had just come to her senses and wanted to pounce on Feng Zhong to fight, seemed to be hit again. Her eyes were wandering and she didn't dare to look at Feng's mother who was examining her.
"Son, what are you talking about?" She pushed her grandson away from her arms, then reluctantly held him back. She took a closer look and saw that his features looked very much like Zhang Qi. Confused for a moment, Mother Feng stared at her son and asked, "Where did you hear that? How did you raise someone else's son?"
"I'll have to ask my good brother about this." He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and threw it in front of Zhang Qi: "You also have to explain to me where this precious son of mine came from."
"I don't know what's wrong with you. How dare you accuse me of cheating!" Zhang Qi, as if angered by Feng Zhong's words, immediately became arrogant again. Without even looking at the paper, she tore it up directly. "Where did you get this report? Is that bitch surnamed Lin still thinking about you? Now you are slandering me like this, are you still thinking about coming back? Mom, you have to make the decision for me."
"Brother, you don't know either?" Feng Zhong looked at Feng Xiang, who was still silent. "Today, either you give me an explanation, or you wait for me to give you an answer."
"What do you mean?" Zhang Qi rushed to Feng Zhong angrily. She stretched out her hand and was about to scratch his face, but Feng Zhong, a man she thought was a coward, grabbed her hand and said, "Let me go. It hurts so much."
"Bitch, why don't you look at what I just gave you? You're the one who confessed without being asked." Feng Zhong looked at Zhang Qi sarcastically: "I gave you a piece of white paper and you tore it up so nervously. It's really still here with me."
Zhang Qi was really confused and was pushed to the ground by Feng Zhong without mercy. Then he watched Feng Zhong take out another piece of paper from his other pocket, but he didn't have any strength to get up to grab the paper and destroy it.
"Brother, I'm sorry." Feng Zhong looked at Feng Xiang with a cold expression on his face, then opened the paper and began to read softly: "XX Hospital..."
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