Chapter 22

Seeing that Feng Jiuxi was not hurt, Fengyun Tian relieved himself and turned to look at Feng Yejia with a black face. He said angrily, "who gave you the courage to attack my direct daughter of the Feng family!"

Without waiting for Feng Yejia's explanation, Fengyun Tian waved his hand directly. Feng Yejia, the spirit of the Yellow terrace, was like a dreg in front of the young stage of the master of the Feng family! What's more, she just used up all her aura, and her body was empty. After being slapped by Fengyun sky, she directly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Master, I didn't mean it." Feng Yejia climbed up hard. Although she apologized, her unwillingness and jealousy at the bottom of her eyes were clearly revealed.

"Shut up! What I saw with my own eyes is false?" Feng Yuntian stared at her and was afraid in case he came late... I didn't dare to think about the consequences!

"Don't be angry, my Lord. Jia'er didn't mean it." at the moment, another man came quickly outside the hospital. Feng Taiyong rushed over immediately when she got the news, and stared at Feng Yejia on the ground.

What a failure!

Feng Jiuxi looked at the man in front of him. He was still well maintained in his forties. He had a fairly elegant face, but his eyes were full of calculation, which destroyed the elegance.

She pointed to Biyun's bleeding wound and asked, "third uncle, do you call it unintentional? If she hit me solidly just now, do you think I can still live here? Do you think it's unintentional?"

Feng Jiuxi pressed step by step. Feng Taiyong frowned and didn't look at her. Instead, he arched his hand at Feng Yuntian and said, "brother, you see that Jia'er's face has also been poisoned. It's no different from disfigurement. I think Jiuxi is just a slave and maid who has shed some blood. Don't worry about it."

This old and immortal thing can shirk responsibility. Feng Jiuxi spat in her heart.

Fengyun day was silent for a moment, then unexpectedly nodded, "I can not pursue her fault."

"Grandpa! You can't let this bad woman go!" the little steamed stuffed bun was worried and hurriedly pulled the corner of Feng Yuntian's clothes.

Feng Yuntian patted the little guy's hand and continued: "however, from today on, all the Feng family business in Ye Jia's hand must be handed over to jiu'er!"

"How is this possible!"

"It's impossible. Don't forget that jiuer is the legitimate lineage of my Feng family. She will take charge of the Feng family sooner or later!" Feng Yuntian said strongly: she exudes the smell of a superior.

Feng Taiyong's face turned black immediately.

Feng Yejia got up from the ground. At the moment, she didn't care about the injury on her face. She opened her eyes to her father and said, "master, I don't agree with this. Feng Jiuxi has been tarnishing the reputation of Feng house for so many years, and she is a waste without any spiritual power. How can the family heirs be such people who can't practice spiritually? Isn't this a big joke?"

"What Jia'er said is right. Now Feng Jiuxi is still young, and some things can't be done too quickly." Feng Taiyong answered and his eyes are full of calculations.

Feng Jiuxi coldly watched the father and daughter sing and make peace.

It's really worthy of being father and daughter. Even their selfish faces are so similar.

The original Feng Jiuxi was impulsive and simple, which was just used by their father and daughter to achieve their goal of being superior.