Hearing this, Murong Yixuan's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly. He slowly lowered his eyes in her gaze, and his face turned slightly pale.
Seeing his expression, she curled her lips and said, "Since you know, why pretend to know nothing? Maybe the previous Feng Qingge fell in love with you, but I, Feng Jiu, will not. You are like a stranger to me, so I must withdraw from this marriage."
"Fengjiu?" He raised his eyes and looked at her.
"Yes, my name is Feng Jiu, or Feng Qingge, but I am definitely not the Feng Qingge who is in love with you."
Hearing this, he moved his lips, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end, he still didn't ask anything. He brought the tea to his lips and took a sip, calming his heart for a long time, and said: "I understand, I agree to withdraw from this marriage."
"That would be best." She raised the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a smile.
Looking at her face filled with joy, his eyes flickered and he said, "I want to get to know you again."
In her stunned eyes, he smiled gently: "You are right. When we first met in the restaurant, met again in Taohuawu, and met again on the street, you always amazed me, made my heart beat fast, and made me unable to forget you. So, even if the engagement is cancelled, I will still pursue you."
Feng Jiu shook her head and stood up, chuckling and saying, "I advise you not to waste your thoughts on me, and focus on your cultivation!"
After leaving her message, she left. She knew very well that she would not fall in love with someone like Murong Yixuan. Although he was outstanding, he was not suitable for her.
Seeing her turning and leaving, he did not stop her, because he knew that as long as he was strong enough and outstanding enough, then one day she would be his woman!
In this world where strength is respected, the strong will be respected but the weak cannot survive. Even if she has the Feng Mansion behind her, this world is so big that one day she will realize that only the strong can protect her.
And what she said was right. He really had to work hard to cultivate. Yao Ri Country was just a stepping stone for him. He would not spend his whole life here. Outside, there was a wider sky for him to fly...
Feng Mansion
Fengjiu returned home and heard Guan Xilin's voice before she even entered the living room.
"Why hasn't Xiaojiu come back yet? That Murong Yixuan is really something. It's boring for a man to be so fussy."
"Who said I didn't come back?" She walked in with a smile, and saw Guan Xilin who was sitting there, and he came up to her happily when he saw her.
"Xiao Jiu, you're finally back. I rushed back as soon as I heard you were back."
"You are about to go into the house, how can I not come back?" She said with a smile, and when she saw that Yangyang was not in the hall, she asked, "Grandpa, where is Yangyang?"
"He is sleepy. I asked the servants to take him to rest." The old man said with a smile, "I asked the kitchen to prepare a few dishes you like. Come have a few drinks with us and then go back to the yard to rest."
Feng Xiao frowned in disapproval when he heard what the old man said, and said, "Dad, Qingge must have been exhausted on the way back. Let her rest well before drinking, right? Look at her. She has lost so much weight since she went out. She must have suffered a lot outside and didn't rest well."