As soon as I said this, the atmosphere in the whole house became strange. Before I said it, I thought about the consequences. Everyone in the room had different expressions. The little wife who was called Aunt Xin had an extremely ugly expression. She automatically identified herself with me, her eyes wide open, and she wanted to slap me to death. Before Mr. Feng could teach me a lesson for being rude, she had already lost her composure: "Who are you! What nonsense are you talking about here! I tell you! A vain woman like you deserves to die! My son deserves to beat you to death, you..."
"Enough!" The old man of the Feng family was really angry. How could he, who had been so wise all his life, marry such a moron? Although my behavior was also stupid enough, no matter how stupid I was, I would never expose the truth myself.
The old man of the Feng family had never spoken out the truth, and had kept it vague just to save the face of their Feng family. Now, it was good that his own people had spoken out. As expected, she was Feng Nan's mother, and she was loved, but she was not ambitious, otherwise she would not have ended up being a concubine until now.
In fact, what I said to Mr. Feng was also the truth. What's so good about a rich family? Why do you have to marry into a rich family? Mr. Feng stared at me for a long time without saying anything, so I continued to act stupid: "I know you will be angry when I say this. After all, I am the younger generation, and it is really rude to say such things. But I don't think I am wrong. You have things you want to protect, and I have things I want to protect."
"I have never thought of climbing up the social ladder. I just want to live a quiet life. I am even more reluctant to say unreasonable words to an elder like you, but you insist on saying some insulting words, so I have to refute you." I said it with a righteous look on my face as if it were true.
In fact, when I was in junior high school, I often fantasized about having a rich second-generation boyfriend who loved me to death, and then having a black second-generation backup who would pester me all day long... Later, when I talked to Feng Zhenyang about my fantasies in junior high school, he called me an idiot.
Now that I think about it, it was indeed quite stupid. I am not RMB, how can everyone like me? It was only when my head was kicked by a donkey that I could come up with such a ridiculous plot. However, now, the plot I compiled is also ridiculous. I continue to improve my prestige and coldly order you to leave: "If you are here to insult people today, or to throw money at people, then please leave. I will not see you off. I can afford to raise my child myself."
I was a typical example of a slap in the face, then a candy, and then another slap in the face. I didn't really plan to enter the Feng family, I just wanted to help Zhao Yicheng and protect Shen Shiqi and myself. I didn't care whether the people in their family liked me or not. Anyway, the old man of the Feng family would definitely not let the children of the Feng family live outside.
He also urgently hoped that one of the Feng family's grandchildren could have a child, no matter who gave birth to it. To put it bluntly, he felt that I was a tool for reproduction, and that after giving birth to the child, I would take the money and leave, and then not tell anyone about it.
So I gave him another candy and said, "Don't worry about that matter. After all, he is Zhenyang's uncle. Even for Zhenyang's sake, I won't say anything nonsense to others."
The old man of the Feng family dotes on Feng Nan very much. To put it bluntly, besides hoping that I would leave after giving birth, the most important reason for him to come here is to shut me up. I gave this answer, and the old man of the Feng family didn't say anything on the surface, but he felt much more comfortable in his heart.
I just pissed him off, but now his attitude suddenly improved. Plus, my little wife was whining beside me, so he immediately thought I was quite sensible, just a little stubborn. This thing is like a beautiful woman, it's all about comparison.
So the old man of the Feng family didn't say anything on the surface, but his expression improved slightly. Finally, he went out with a dark face. All the way, he kept complaining about the concubine, saying that the concubine didn't take good care of Feng Nan, and that Feng Zhenyang's mother didn't take good care of Feng Zhenyang and found such an impolite woman.
But I know that Mr. Feng took my words to heart. The reason why I dare to say that is because he is Mr. Feng and not someone else. A person's success depends not only on hard work, but also on willingness to listen to others' opinions. Aren't wise rulers in ancient times always willing to listen to honest advice? Although Mr. Feng has a few more women, if he is placed in the position of emperor, he is still a wise ruler.
If it were someone else, I wouldn't dare to say that. This kind of pretentious talk depends on the person. Feng Zhenyang's mother probably saw that I was pretending. Before leaving, she looked at me deeply. The worry in her eyes made me feel very uncomfortable. I hope she doesn't care about me. I hope she tells me that she was just pretending to be nice to me before. At least this way, I don't have to worry about it every time I see her.
Seeing her leave, I breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down on the sofa. What I said just now made sense, but I was still very nervous. I was afraid that I had made a wrong bet. What if Feng Zhenyang knew nothing at all, or what if the old man of the Feng family actually liked people's flattery
So I became uneasy again. If Feng Zhenyang came back and knew that I pretended to scold his grandfather behind his back, he would probably want to beat me up. Am I not deliberately ruining his image in front of his grandfather
Bang! When I was trying to figure out how to tell Feng Zhenyang, the door opened and Feng Zhenyang stood at the door. He was dressed in a suit and looked at me expressionlessly: "Shen Jiaying is quite eloquent!"
"When did you come back?" I was surprised. Feng Zhenyang came back so soon after the talented Feng family member left!
Feng Zhenyang closed the door slowly, walked over at a leisurely pace, put down the briefcase in his hand, sat down next to me and said meaningfully: "I actually came back a long time ago and have been nearby. I see that the old man is very angry with you, and Feng Nan's mother seems to be even angrier. Shen Jiaying, I thought you would be bullied, but I didn't expect you to be so strong!"
"What you mean is... you were outside the whole time, but you didn't come in on purpose!" I suddenly felt like Feng Zhenyang was making a fool of me, and I wanted to slap him to death against the wall.
This guy deliberately left me alone to face the old and young in his family, and was still watching the fun outside! We clearly agreed to go together, what kind of person is this! The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I grabbed the sofa cushions and threw them at Feng Zhenyang. For a moment, I forgot to keep a distance from him and scolded him: "Feng Zhenyang! Are you sick? Do you know what kind of people are in your family? You actually left me here alone on purpose! What's your mentality!"
"I left you here alone and you didn't get bullied, did you?" Feng Zhenyang didn't think he was wrong, and said as a matter of course: "If I didn't leave you here alone, would you be able to see your true nature as a shrew?"
"Who are you calling a shrew?" I gnashed my teeth in anger. It's bad enough that I didn't keep my promise, but I actually had the nerve to call me a shrew! Was it wrong for me to throw a shrew? Shouldn't I throw a shrew? No, no! I'm not a shrew!
However, I looked like a shrew at the moment. Feng Zhenyang, the damned one, responded to me calmly: "Whoever gets angry is a shrew!"
I stared at him for a long time without saying a word. I wanted to continue to criticize his unfair behavior, but I felt that as soon as I opened my mouth he would give me a lot of truths and would also say that I was a shrew. So I simply didn't say anything and silently killed him with my eyes!
Feng Zhenyang was really full of great truths. He sat a little closer to me and sighed slightly: "Shen Jiaying, do you know why I did this?"
"Do you think I'm teasing you on purpose? Do you think I'm that kind of person?" He shook his head, feeling sad that I didn't understand him. "I just want to see how you would deal with this without me. You can't always rely on me. If you enter the Feng family, you'll inevitably have troubles in the future, and I won't be by your side all the time, so I have to see how you would handle these things."
"And then?" What he said sounded reasonable, but I was still angry that he deliberately left me here.
Feng Zhenyang could see that I was angry, but he didn't take it seriously. He thought it was normal for him to make fun of me without even saying hello, so he continued to reason with me: "Then...then I don't think you will be bullied!"
He paused and continued, "In fact, I had expected that my fifth uncle would tell the old man first. When the old man came, he had already called me. I delayed showing up on the pretext that I had something to do at the company. I just wanted to see if you would be as cowardly as you were in front of Zhao Yicheng's mother. Now it seems that you have learned your lesson."
"You mean you're doing this for my own good?" Feng Zhenyang always managed to turn black into white. Sometimes I was so confused by him that I didn't know whether I should believe him or not. But this time what he said made sense. I rolled my eyes at him and said reluctantly, "I'll believe you for once!"
"What else can I do if you don't believe me?" Feng Zhenyang revealed this cruel fact without giving me any face.
I glanced at him coldly: "Yes! There's really nothing I can do!"
Actually, I shouldn't have lost my temper with Feng Zhenyang, as I needed help from him, but I did it without restraint. It wasn't because I was really angry, nor was it because I couldn't swallow this breath, but simply because he was Feng Zhenyang, because I knew that no matter how angry I was, he would give in to me. People are like this, when facing someone who cares about them, they will be more aggressive.
Feng Zhenyang rarely loses his temper with me, and today he was in a very good mood just like usual. After I lost my temper, he still remained patient: "Anyway, I am doing this for your own good, Shen Jiaying, you have to believe that everything I do is for your own good. I have already dealt with Zhao Yicheng, and he will be able to come out around 5pm this afternoon."
"Feng Zhenyang, thank you." When I heard the news, I felt much better.
Feng Zhenyang was not too happy, with no expression on his face. He poured cold water on my happiness: "Don't be too happy too soon, there is still bad news!" (To be continued)