Chapter 770 - Story of the Past (1)

“Propose a marriage…”

In the White Tiger Family, Yan Yu was staring blankly at Yan Hua who was smiling happily.

“What do you think? How about I make the call for you? Listen, you are born weak. I once told your parents that in the future, it will be best for you to find a wife that is either a priest or a doctor. The girl of the Vermilion Bird Family is neither a priest nor a doctor but she has talents in making potions. With her by your side, your parents and I can stop worrying.” Yan Hua’s smile seemed particularly kind.

Yan Yu gulped.

“Grandpa.”

“Yes?”

“I think I will die sooner if you do that.”

“…”

“Well… Xiaoxiao’s Vermilion Bird is very possessive.”

“Don’t you have White Tiger?”

“And… Xiaoxiao has a younger brother…”

“Younger brother? Isn’t Xiaoxiao the youngest child of the Vermilion Bird Family? Where did that younger brother come from?”

“She found him.”

“Found… what does that have to do with you marrying her?”

“That brother is… clingy to Shen Yanxiao.”

“He is a kid, so him being infatuated with his elder sister is natural. Besides, since Shen Yanxiao adopted him, I can understand the nestling mentality.”

“Her brother is good at something.”

“What is it?”

“Tearing people apart with bare hands…”

“…”

“…”

“Does he target brother-in-law?”

“Am I a brother-in-law before we get married?”

“…”

“Grandpa! Grandpa, wake up! Grandpa! Someone help!”

…

For the four aristocratic families, tonight was a bumpy night. For the Vermilion Bird Family, this night was just as tough.

Shen Yanxiao was standing in the dungeon with Shen Feng and Shen Ling. They were staring at Shen Duan, Shen Yue, and Shen Yifeng who were now behind bars.

Shen Duan was still in a coma. Shen Yifeng crouched by the corner with a deathly pale face. Shen Yue was shivering in fear when he suddenly worked up the strength to throw himself to the iron bar. His face was covered with snot and tears.

“Father! Father, I am sorry! Shen Duan bewitched me! I should not have been disrespectful to you. Please forgive me. I will never do it again!” Shen Yue cried hysterically. As a prisoner, there was no trace of past elegance left in him.

Shen Feng looked at the son he loved and what he had become. Although Shen Feng was well aware that Shen Yue conspired with Shen Duan to get the position of Family Head, Shen Feng was still unwilling to see his sons suffer.

“Grandpa, go back and have some rest. You need to recover in a quiet environment.” Clever as Shen Yanxiao was, she could tell that Shen Feng still saw them as his sons no matter what horrible deeds Shen Duan and Shen Yue had done.

They were his sons but they hurt him.

Shen Yanxiao did not want Shen Feng to experience this again.

Shen Feng shook his head.

“No, I won’t go. I have to be here and hear what the bastard Shen Duan has done years ago and how he murdered his brothers.”

Shen Yanxiao had no other choice but to let Shen Feng stay. She ordered someone to grab a chair for Shen Feng.

Shen Ling stood by him to take care of him.

Shen Yanxiao stepped over and looked at Shen Yue who was still wailing and whining.

“Put away that disgusting look of yours. I will ask you questions and you will answer them. I will cut your head off if you dare to withhold any information.” Shen Yanxiao glared at Shen Yue coldly. She had no mercy nor sympathy to show for Shen Yue as if he was not her uncle here, but a complete stranger.