How could it be Feng Yue? And he drove Feng Zhenyang's car? I was confused and couldn't help but become nervous. Feng Yue looks smiling and affable, but whenever he gets close to him, he gives people an inexplicable sense of depression.
"Mr. Feng, are you looking for me?" I thought for a moment and thought it would be more appropriate to call him Mr. Feng. After all, my relationship with Feng Zhenyang has not been made public. Feng Yue also hopes that Feng Zhenyang will marry Qi Xiaoyu. It is impossible for me to call him uncle. You can't call him uncle, and certainly you can't call him uncle.
After much deliberation, it is more appropriate to call Mr. Feng. No matter what age you are, calling Mr. Feng will not be abrupt.
"Ms. Shen, would you like to chat?" Feng Yue didn't mince words. It would have been okay if he was mincing words. His directness made me very embarrassed.
I guess he already knew that I was filming my last scene today, so he deliberately asked me this way. If I said I was unavailable, he could still find a reason to say that I didn't give him face, or something else. So I agreed generously.
However, along the way, I felt very uneasy. Countless weird and weird scenes popped up in my mind. Feng Yue threw me and my car into the sea, Feng Yue threw me directly into the sea, Feng Yue threw me into the sea, and Feng Yue threw me into the sea. Locked in an iron box and suffocated to death, Feng Yue...
All in all, it's not a good thing. It's just dark and scary.
I held the phone tightly. If Feng Yue wanted to kill me, I would call the police immediately or dial Feng Zhenyang’s number.
Feng Zhenyang was right when he said that I sometimes worry too much. Because there is absolutely no way that Feng Yue would take me out and kill me. If he really wanted my life, he would instigate someone to cause an accident on the set. Not only could he kill me, but he could also escape intact. There was no need to do anything to me. Go to some eerie and remote place to kill me.
Thinking about this, I suddenly calmed down a lot, but Feng Yue driving in front still made me feel uneasy. Feng Yuewu is in his fifties and nearly sixty years old. As the president of Feng's chaebol, he didn't bring anyone with him when he came to see me this time. It should be said that he didn't bring anyone with him when he came out with me.
He stopped the car when he was some distance away from the studio, turned around and said, "Miss Shen, I heard that you and Zhenyang have known each other for more than ten years."
"Feng Zhenyang and I are high school classmates." I couldn't figure out what Feng Yue was thinking, so I pretended that I was just an ordinary friend with Feng Zhenyang. Even if Feng Yue knows about the relationship between me and Feng Zhenyang, I can't expose it easily. There are some things that, as long as you refuse to admit them, others will not be able to take advantage of them. Once you admit them, things will become more complicated.
I carefully sat in the back seat, and I couldn't help but wonder what Feng Yue would say next, give me a check to let me leave Feng Zhenyang like in the TV series? Or threaten me with my life or my family's life
"Miss Shen, you have known Zhenyang for so long, do you know him?" In the end, Feng Yue did not seduce me with money or threaten me, but asked this question.
I really can't guess what he wants to do, so I might be wrong, so I might as well not say it at all. Feng Zhenyang often says that I can't speak, so I rarely speak in public places. I just pick out the right things to say. If I think it will be wrong to say something, I simply don't say anything.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, Feng Yue said something very amiable and amiable: "You and Zhenyang are not from the same world. If you are friends with him, I don't care, but if you want to marry him, you'd better break up as soon as possible." It doesn't matter if Zhenyang's future partner is clean and innocent. It doesn't matter if he doesn't want to marry a lady from the Qi family, but it will definitely not be a female star, let alone a divorced one. Do you understand?”
In fact, I should have expected what Feng Yue would say to me, but when he actually spoke, I still felt uncomfortable. Although he didn't say it directly, it was more hurtful than directly saying that I was divorced, had a bad family background, and was not worthy of Feng Zhenyang.
"Shouldn't a divorced woman find a good man? Isn't it clean if she is divorced? If she doesn't have a rich family, isn't she clean?" I really wanted to ask Feng Yue this way, but when I opened my mouth, it suddenly turned into: "I'm so sorry, Mr. Feng. I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I have to leave first."
After finishing speaking, I quickly reached out to pull the car door, for fear that Feng Yue would say something else. Yes, I am a female star, yes, I am divorced, but that does not mean that I have no self-esteem. I am not willing to let Feng Yue continue to hurt my self-esteem. I know what he will say next without even thinking about it. , since I know they are hurtful words, why should I stay there and humiliate myself
"Miss Shen, even if you don't think about Zhenyang, you should also think about your family. The grievances between the Feng family and the Shen family alone are enough to push you two into a corner. I don't mean to look down on you, I just remind you kindly. Just say it." As soon as I stepped out of the car door, Feng Yue's meaningful explanation came from behind.
The feud between the Feng family and the Shen family? What grudges can there be between the Feng family and my family? I suddenly thought of my father's attitude towards the Feng family. Is there really any grudge between the Feng family and my family? I turned around, but before I could ask, the black Maybach had already walked away.
The cold wind in winter was so cold that I shivered, and it was as painful as a knife. I stood there and looked at the black Maybach disappearing at the end of the road. What Feng Yue had just said kept ringing in my ears, and I couldn't help but think about it in my head. Show my father’s reaction when he mentioned the Feng family.
Maybe I was so blinded by love that I actually forgot that my parents hated Feng Zhenyang so much. There was no reason for that kind of disgust. From the first time I met Feng Zhenyang, my parents didn’t like him and were not even willing to let me be with him. Coming and going. I asked why, but they couldn't tell me why. I felt that hating someone couldn't be without reason.
Later, I asked several times and told my father about Feng Zhenyang helping me in school. At that time, my father was slightly moved, but soon after, he still disliked Feng Zhenyang as before.
I didn't know what the reason was, it would cause some unpleasantness, and I didn't dare to ask any more questions. The last time I asked was when Feng’s mother came to my house during the Chinese New Year last year and Feng Zhenyang was beaten. My father would have been angry at that time, so I waited several days after the incident before asking my father, but I still didn’t get an answer.
Now that I think about it, all this is not without reason. According to Feng's mother's temperament, when my father smashed Feng Zhenyang's head, she should have clamored to go to court, or have a fight with my father. Mother Feng would never give up easily when things like that happened, but instead of blaming my father, she seemed to feel guilty.
I don't know what she was feeling guilty about, but I clearly remember that she really had that guilty look on her face. The guilt on her face was reflected in her eyes. It was impossible to pretend.
But... our family was very poor. Except for the fact that my father had some spare money from his business in the early years, in the following ten years, due to the failure of his father's business, we owed huge debts. We were almost completely destitute. In the end, Shen Shiqi even had to pay for college tuition. Also borrowed.
Our family's debt was not paid off until Shen Shiqi was a junior in college. In any case, I can't think of a reason why my family and the Feng family have enmity. As for business dealings, my father was in the antiques business, and we are not even close to each other.
My heart was in a mess. I wanted to ask Feng Zhenyang, but I didn't know how. I went home early and went to bed early. I lay on the bed and tossed and turned. I couldn't fall asleep. I was so miserable.
I was full of troubles, and my phone rang. It was a call from a troubled person. When I saw the number displayed on the phone screen, I didn’t want to answer it. In the end, because I couldn't sleep and had nothing to do, I simply answered the call and said slightly impatiently: "Hello!"
"Have you slept?" Zhao Yicheng's tone sounded very natural, and the personal matters he asked about were also natural: "Jiaying, have you been with Feng Zhenyang again in the past few months?"
"That's my own business and has nothing to do with you! Don't think that I will thank you if you help me! I have no obligation to answer you!" Xu felt uncomfortable and my attitude was very bad, even though I wanted to be polite , but couldn't be polite at all.
It’s not that Zhao Yicheng couldn’t hear my impatience, he was probably ready to humiliate himself. He sighed deeply and said seriously: “Let’s meet tomorrow, we need to have a good talk...”
"What do you and I have to talk about?" I really don't understand why Feng Zhenyang and I are hindering him. If we don't fall out with him, there will be no end for him.
"Talk about Feng Zhenyang, talk about your parents' attitude towards the Feng family, talk about the Shen family and Feng's enmity! Are you interested?" Haha, this person, he is still not done with falling out with him.
Unexpectedly, I was very interested in the topic he talked about. As a very defensive person, I wanted to know the so-called grudges in his mouth, but I was also worried that he would deceive me and plot against me. I moved my body and asked him coldly: "Why should I trust you?"
"I am your ex-husband and your father's favorite son-in-law, is that enough for you to believe it?" Zhao Yicheng's voice was calm and confident, as if he was sure that I would definitely meet him.
I don't want to meet him, but if I don't meet him, he may not be willing to tell me the grudges he talks about. In fact, now that Feng Zhenyang and I are together, it is really not good to see Zhao Yicheng behind Feng Zhenyang's back. But... when I think of what Feng Yue said today and Feng Zhenyang's previous decadence, he either avoided answering the questions I asked or changed the subject... This is really strange.
The more I think about it, the more uneasy I feel. I always feel that Feng Zhenyang is hiding something in his heart that he refuses to say. I want to know what grudges are hidden behind this? Just because they didn't tell me doesn't mean they won't tell Zhao Yicheng, especially my father. I hesitated for a while, but finally chose to believe Zhao Yicheng.
The next afternoon, the winter sun was shining brightly, and I searched all the way to the location mentioned by Zhao Yicheng. This is the place to hang out for Chinese food, right? I hurriedly entered the door and saw Zhao Yicheng in a suit and leather shoes not far away, so I was sure this was the place.
"Jiaying, I knew you would come." As soon as I sat down, Zhao Yicheng suddenly knelt down on one knee, took out a ring from nowhere, took my hand and forced me to put it on, with a look in his eyes. He also said affectionately: "I didn't give you a real wedding ring before, but now I want to wear it for you again. I was wrong. Can you give me another chance?"
What kind of trick is Zhao Yicheng playing? Bang bang bang bang! With the sound of the camera shutter, the flash kept flashing, and a group of reporters suddenly appeared around me, taking pictures of Zhao Yicheng and me one by one... (To be continued)