In the middle of the study stands a dark red solid wood desk.
The table was so large that, in addition to books and documents, there was also a tea set next to it.
The tea tray below, after being steeped for a long time, has already developed beautiful tea patterns.
Feng Bin really likes the layout of his study. Even if someone comes over to talk about work, the large table can separate the two people and leave them with the necessary private space.
But now...
He wanted nothing more than to jump onto the table, grab his daughter by the collar, and demand to know what she was thinking.
Breathe in. Breathe in. Breathe in.
Take a few deep breaths to adjust.
The heart rate gradually returned to normal.
Don't get angry.
Don't get angry.
Don't get angry.
My daughter is so old now. As long as I explain things to her clearly and thoroughly, she will definitely understand.
Feng Bin kept trying to comfort himself, and even a kind smile appeared on his face.
Just like the way I always look at my daughter.
Knock knock knock!
"Come in."
Feng Bin's tone softened, no longer showing the irritability he had when he entered.
He now admires his own self-restraint from the bottom of his heart.
It still comes down to yourself.
Having been a prominent figure in the business world for many years, the most basic quality he should have is to remain calm in the face of any situation.
"Dad, what do you want to see me about?"
Feng Yaoyao sat opposite him, casually placing her phone on the table.
Looking at his daughter, who was so beautiful, Feng Bin felt a surge of pride, and his smile deepened.
A fleeting glance, and the smile is frozen in time.
The phone's screen saver was still on, and the background image made Feng Bin's heart beat faster.
Wearing a light purple dress, Feng Yaoyao pouted slightly, looking charming and cute.
Upon seeing the man standing behind her, Feng Bin's suppressed anger suddenly surged again.
When a person is furious, the first thing they notice is not the people around them, but the thoughts in their own mind.
What kind of self-cultivation?
What kind of quality is that?
What elegance?
All of you, get the hell out of my way!
"Smack!"
A book was slammed onto the table.
"Why do you think I've called you here?"
Feng Yaoyao was startled.
I thought to myself, "When did this dad learn to change his expression? Has he developed a split personality?"
Five seconds ago and five seconds later, they are completely different people.
Her gaze drifted to the phone beside her, and the answer became clear.
When writing novels, it's important to have a cause for the story before the plot twists and turns.
Now that the cause has been found, it's time for my own ups and downs.
Feng Yaoyao said, "Because of Qin Bai?"
"Ha! You still know that because of that little brat, if someone hadn't told me what he said in the live stream, I would still have considered him a human being."
Breathe in. Breathe in. Breathe in.
The invincible breathing technique became ineffective at this moment.
Feng Bin abandoned his usual elegance and stared at the phone with a furious rage.
At this moment, the father's love was embodied. If Qin Bai stood in front of him, he really wouldn't mind shooting this grandson dead.
Then tear him to pieces to prevent future troubles.
The best way to dispel a person's thoughts is to scatter their soul.
Is there anything wrong with what he said?
"Don't you understand what he means? I know you like him, and I hope you two will be together forever."
"Dad, don't worry, things will turn out the way you want in the end."
Feng Bin stood up, his fists pounding on the table, his eyes bloodshot.
"Bullshit. I let you go because I thought he was a decent and responsible man, but after watching the live stream, I realized his ambition."
He held up four fingers.
"Four, a full four. This bastard isn't going to let go of any of them."
By the end, his roar trembled slightly.
The last vestige of elegance vanished completely.
Feng Yaoyao lowered her eyes slightly, her loose black hair obscuring her expression.
"Dad, I'll handle it. From now on..."
"What future is there? Do you really want to go and compete with Qin Bai for his favor? Look at those women, none of them are easy to deal with."
Feng Bin gulped down a mouthful of ice-cold tea, which only made things worse.
No father wants to see his daughter become one of the wives or concubines in a public gathering.
Especially his proudest daughter, Feng Yaoyao.
Why should my outstanding daughter have to compete with others?
On what grounds?
To others, what Qin Bai said in the live stream was nothing more than sweet talk.
But in Feng Bin's eyes, it became a fatal shackle.
Qin Bai's greed may very well lead to his death, but Feng Yaoyao cannot stay with him.
"Luo Qingyan, with millions of fans on her live stream, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her a celebrity, would it?"
“Take out their family tree, and just point to a few people. They’re all either officials or academic bigwigs. Even the servants look down on everyone.”
"The key issue is the marriage partner her family wants to find for her. Do you know how complicated things are? I don't want to see Qin Bai dying in the street one day with you lying next to him."
“Shen Muyao, the best pawn in Shen Mu’s eyes, now has the Huang family’s label on her forehead.”
"If these two families join forces, what do you think will happen to Qin Bai? Do you want to be the one who gets taken down with him?"
Feng Yaoyao gripped the chair armrests tightly with her fingers, her nails turning a ghastly white.
"I never intended to compete for favor; it's just the two of them. I believe that in the end..."
Snap!
A teacup, handcrafted by a top tea master, was dropped on the ground and shattered.
Porcelain shards flew everywhere, and Feng Yaoyao witnessed it all with her slightly lowered eyes.
She was somewhat incredulous.
This tea set is Feng Bin's favorite, and it has even become a topic of conversation after meals.
But now...
That's all.
His finger trembled as he pointed at his daughter. Even though he was burning with anger, he couldn't bring himself to say anything too hurtful.
The angry roar came again: "Two? Yao Yao, have you wasted all these years of schooling? Can't you even count?"
Feng Yaoyao bit her lip: "Yu Xiaoyu? She's nothing..."
"Ha!" Feng Bin laughed angrily, "This might be the best joke I've ever heard."
He stepped forward and grabbed his daughter's shoulders tightly.
"Girl, wake up! Do you know what kind of background Yu Xiaoyu has?"
"Shenchuan was originally just a small fishing village, but it was later developed into a city by the country's vigorous development."
"The people there became rich overnight, but their original habits did not change. Instead of falling apart, they remained united and orderly, and all the resources of Shenchuan were controlled by one family."
“Those people are domineering. In their eyes, there are only relatives, no reason or law, no right or wrong. They always help their relatives and never help those in the right.”
"This is the gray Yu family."
"And Yu Xiaoyu."
"It's their entire family..."
"Little princess."
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