The Xu Yan mentioned by Zheng Dongjing is Feng Zhenyang's agent. Even he can't be contacted. Feng Zhenyang... Could he be kidnapped? No! He is with his fifth uncle. With their status, they have to bring bodyguards around them. What could go wrong
But why didn't Feng Zhenyang come to the set for no reason? Given his personality, it's impossible for him to disappear for no reason. I was immediately uneasy and quickly dialed Feng Zhenyang's mobile number. After a few seconds, a sweet but mechanical female voice came from the phone: "The number you dialed is powered off..."
The repetition of this made me feel uneasy. Zheng Dongjing was anxious beside me. He tried to contact Feng Zhenyang but couldn't get through to him. What happened to Feng Zhenyang? Nothing should happen to him, right? It's not uncommon for celebrities to be kidnapped in our circle. Besides, Feng Zhenyang is not just an ordinary actor, he is also the grandson of Feng Jianye, the head of the Feng family chaebol.
The more I thought about it, the more worried I became. I picked up my phone and called again. It was still the same mechanical female voice. What on earth happened to Feng Zhenyang? He was fine when I left last night. Why did he turn off his phone
I remember when I just divorced Zhao Yicheng, Feng Zhenyang told me that he would keep his phone on 24 hours a day, and if I was in a bad mood, I could call him. He was afraid that something would happen to me, so he kept his phone on 24 hours a day. He even opened a special number for me, saying that there would be no more people calling and I couldn't get through...
Exclusive number! Yes, call the number that only I know. My mind was so confused just now that I forgot about it. Thinking of this, I quickly dialed the number. The phone made a beep... beep... beep sound. After a few consecutive beeps, I heard Feng Zhenyang's hoarse voice: "Hello..."
"Feng Zhenyang, what's wrong with you?" Hearing his voice, my heart finally settled down and I asked him, "Where are you? Why didn't you come to the set?"
My sixth sense as a woman made me realize that Feng Zhenyang must have had something wrong. I was not as worried as before, but I was still a little uneasy, waiting impatiently for Feng Zhenyang to speak. He did not say why he did not come, and he did not speak or hang up the phone. After a long silence, he said, "I am at the hotel I went to last night... Room 403..."
Something was wrong with Feng Zhenyang, so I stopped asking questions and didn't tell Zheng Dongjing where he was. I just said he was fine and that he just had a small accident. Feng Zhenyang would never disappear for no reason and cause trouble to others. He had lost contact with others now, so it must be because of him.
Could it be... related to his fifth uncle? Along the way, I couldn't help but speculate in my heart. I always felt that the reason why Feng Zhenyang suddenly became like this was related to his fifth uncle. Last night, I felt that his fifth uncle Feng Yue was weird. He looked at me weirdly and talked to Feng Zhenyang weirdly.
"Jiaying..." When I walked in, I saw a very decadent and pale man. Feng Zhenyang's lips were very pale and his eyes were red and swollen, as if he had been crying. When he saw me, he rushed over and hugged me tightly in his arms. I couldn't tell whether his tone was gentle or something else, but it made me inexplicably sad.
I was also confused. After a pause, I asked him gently, "What's wrong, Zhenyang? What happened?"
"Jiaying, do you like children?" Feng Zhenyang did not answer my question, but suddenly asked some inexplicable questions: "What do you think, if we don't have children in the future, we can adopt one?"
As we talked, Feng Zhenyang hugged me tighter, his warm breath blowing on my face, and asked again: "How about we adopt a child?"
Feng Zhenyang's series of abnormal behaviors made me feel inexplicably uneasy. I gently pushed him away, looked up at his pale face, and said anxiously, "Feng Zhenyang, what happened? Is it... is it that your fifth uncle doesn't want you to be with me..."
I know my own weight very well. I come from a poor family and have no education. No matter how famous I am, in the eyes of those wealthy and powerful people, I am just an actor, an actor for people to play with. But Feng Zhenyang is different. Even though he is in the entertainment industry, he is still a descendant of the Feng family. He thinks highly of me, but the people in the Feng family may not think highly of me.
No matter how well Feng's mother treated me, she would not want me to marry Feng Zhenyang. After all, I was a divorced woman. In their eyes, I was just an actress, and I was not worthy of Feng Zhenyang in any way. It was because of these reasons that I did not dare to respond directly to Feng Zhenyang's confession. I knew that no matter how much he loved me, our future was so bleak.
I couldn't help but feel sad. I tried hard to suppress the urge to cry, stared at Feng Zhenyang who had been silent for a long time and said, "How about we break up? In fact, I know that everyone in your family looks down on me... I know, I know everything..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? It has nothing to do with you. It's my fifth uncle... He hopes that I will leave the entertainment industry. You know what kind of person my fifth uncle is. If he takes action, it will be difficult for both you and me to survive in this circle." Feng Zhenyang slowly let go of me and pulled me to sit on the sofa next to him. A trace of sadness appeared between his brows: "He hopes that this TV series will be my last work..."
“But...your father doesn’t care about you, so why does your fifth uncle..." I was surprised and confused.
Feng Zhenyang was helpless, with a bitter smile on his face. "He doesn't want to control me, he just needs a chess piece that can work for him. Don't think that the Li & Fung Group is harmonious now, but the internal strife is so chaotic that no one outside knows. Uncle Wu seems to be in a good position on the surface, but in fact, he has lost the trust of grandfather. He needs a chess piece and also needs credit. Although my grandfather doesn't like me, he doesn't like me to be an actor. If Uncle Wu can be allowed to quit the entertainment industry and work seriously, then grandfather will look at him with new eyes."
Feng Zhenyang paused, then suddenly looked at me sideways, his eyes filled with helplessness and pain: "I don't want you to get involved in these disputes, and I don't want to either... but I... am really scared..."
In fact, it is easy to get Feng Zhenyang to quit the entertainment industry, but it is not easy to get him to work seriously in Li & Fung Group. Otherwise, the old man of the Feng family would have issued a ban on Feng Zhenyang long ago, so why wait until today
From the beginning, when I decided to be with Feng Zhenyang, I knew that one day I would not be able to escape these disputes. The internal struggle of the Feng family is no less than the struggle for the throne among the nine sons during the reign of Emperor Kangxi. In this war, there will always be countless victims. Obviously, Feng Zhenyang is a victim in the hands of his fifth uncle. But... I don't think Feng Zhenyang is a person who will compromise so easily.
I always felt that he was hiding something, and wanted to ask him, but when the words came to my lips, they turned into: "It's okay, I'm just worried that it will be too hard for you."
After a pause, I asked again, "Is this a done deal? Is there no turning back?"
Feng Zhenyang nodded slightly, his voice low: "Yes... If I don't think about myself, I should think about my parents, right? My father is not liked by my grandfather. If my fifth uncle disregards brotherhood, I can't imagine what will happen. My fifth uncle has no children and has not married yet. In the entire Feng family, he can only rely on me. My father has the lowest status in front of my grandfather. He could still support this family back then, but now he is old and his health is getting worse and worse..."
At this point, Feng Zhenyang lowered his head, looking very painful: "Jiaying, I don't want this... I often wonder, if my last name is not Feng, if I am not a member of the Feng family, then... would things between us be much simpler?"
Seeing Feng Zhenyang like this, I felt sad too. People say that if you care about someone, then if he is sad, you will be sad too. It is true. But I don't understand the things in their family, so I don't know what to say. I can only sit beside him silently, holding his hand, hoping that he will feel better.
Feng Zhenyang sighed deeply, then suddenly turned sideways, looked at me very seriously and said, "Jiaying, if... I mean if, you stay with me and never have children for the rest of your life, would you... still be willing?"
"No children in your life? Why? Are you sick?" I swear, I didn't mean to say that, but I was a little distracted at the time and blurted it out without thinking.
Feng Zhenyang's expression suddenly turned ugly: "Do I look like there's something wrong with me?"
"But what you said sounds like there is a problem!" I told the truth without thinking.
The originally gloomy atmosphere seemed to become much more relaxed because of my two sentences.
I stared at Feng Zhenyang anxiously: "Um...are you okay?"
"Shen Jiaying, do you owe me this?" Feng Zhenyang smiled, moved closer and closer, his beautiful eyes moving back and forth on my body, and finally stopped at a certain part that cannot be described. His hands were restlessly wrapped around my waist, full of ruffian spirit, completely different from the sad and melancholy handsome man just now, with a wicked smile on his face and eyes: "How about... try it? Try it and you will know if there is any problem... Come... dear, try it..."
At this moment, my face is almost the same as a tomato. Although I am married, I am still a conservative woman at heart. Feng Zhenyang is different from me. He is too coquettish. I can say such words without blushing or feeling nervous. But my heart is beating faster, and the heart hidden in the left side of my body seems to be about to jump out of my body.
Even though I felt like a thousand horses were running wildly inside me, I still pretended to be calm on the surface and stammered, "Try... what are you trying to do! Let me go! Weren't you quite sad just now? Why are you being horny in broad daylight? You have a split personality!"
I think I was right. Feng Zhenyang did have a split personality. He held me in his arms and said, "Jiaying, if... I mean if, you and I were together, but we had no status for the rest of our lives, and we... would never get married, would you... still be willing?" (To be continued)