Feng Yiran's words immediately plunged Feng Wu into an unjust situation!
Everyone's eyes are on Feng Wu, and they seem to be waiting for her explanation.
Feng Xiaoqi was already a first-level spiritual master five years ago, why is he still a first-level spiritual master now
Of course Feng Wu knew the reason, but she was not going to make it public because it was a secret.
Feng Xiaoqi grabbed Feng Wu, turned her eyes, and stared at Feng Yiran angrily: "It's me who doesn't live up to my expectations, why do you blame my sister?! My sister is so nice to me! It's even better than you think. Good! You won't understand!"
"That's right!" The beautiful lady also stared at Feng Yiran angrily.
There was a hint of relief in Feng Wu's heart.
It is precisely because of the whole-hearted trust and love of Meiren Niangqin and Feng Xiaoqi that she, a former iron-blooded agent, was bathed in the warmth of family affection, so she was able to peacefully survive the accident that fell from the altar five years ago.
They need her, why doesn't she need them
Feng Yiran frowned, a little unhappy.
In fact, in the past three days, he made some efforts.
He tried to smear Feng Wu, differentiate the sibling relationship between Feng Wu and Feng Xiaoqi, and differentiate the mother-daughter relationship between Feng Wu and the second lady, but these two people are like fools, and they all shake their heads when any temptation is placed in front of them. Shaking his head, refusing, refusing, refusing to refuse, it is simply not worth it.
Feng Yiran doesn't understand, Feng Wu is already a waste, why do they still trust her so much, thinking that she can shelter them from the wind and rain? What is the charm of Feng Wu
Feng Wu stared at Feng Yiran with a smile but not a smile: "Big brother has nothing to say?"
Feng Yiran frowned and said in a high-sounding manner: "Since you don't teach, then Xiaoqi will be taught by me and let him move the bricks. On the surface, it is punishment, but in fact it is to temper his will, exercise his body, and let him The strength can go further."
"It's hard to make up your mind and toil your body and skin? It's a good-sounding statement, does eldest brother believe what he said?" Feng Wu's eyebrows were filled with sarcasm.
Feng Yiran's hand behind him clenched into a fist!
This phoenix dance! It's already a waste, but the innate power of the strong man is still so domineering, and it can still make people feel terrified and cringe, which is really annoying!
Jun Linyuan and the others didn't know what was going on in the Feng family.
At this moment, they are walking out of the frozen forest.
Feng Xun was very angry along the way, so angry that he jumped up the tree and shouted several times.
But Feng Xun has an advantage, that is, his temper comes and goes quickly, so his mood is much better now than before.
After calming down, Feng Xun began to feel guilty.
From time to time, he peeked at Jun Linyuan, walking and peeking again.
Could Jun Linyuan not be aware of his peeking? However, there was no emotional ups and downs on his iceberg face that had not moved for thousands of years.
Feng Xun didn't dare to look for Jun Linyuan, so he pulled Xuan Yi aside.
"Xuan Xiaoer, Xuan Xiaoer." Feng Xun lowered his voice, sneaking.
"Why?" Xuan Yi's face was serious.
Feng Xun whispered: "Xuan Xiaoer, look at Boss Jun, isn't he a little strange?"
"What's so strange?" Xuan Yi frowned with a rigid face.
(End of this chapter)