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Xiao Min Jun and Feng Shengyong were also in the hall. Feng Shengyong read the newspaper while Xiao Min Jun embroidered the cross stitch.

Shen Tong was a very active person. He wasn't used to the silence in the living room, so he walked into the yard.

When Xiao Min Jun saw Lu Qingzhou come over, she put down the hand she was holding and pulled it away. After inspecting her for a long time, she said: "Compared to the time I last saw you, you have some meat. It's a good thing. Where did Zi Yan go? I didn't see him at the hospital. "

Xiao Min Jun was in the middle of questioning Lu Qingzhou when she heard Old Lady Feng calling her. She quickly put down the cross-stitch in her hand and went upstairs.

"Zi Yan is in the hospital? When did this happen? "

Feng Shengming put down the newspaper in his hand and frowned as he looked at Lu Qingzhou. He remembered that he had seen the scandal between him and someone else a while ago.

"It's fine now. There was an accident a month and a half ago, and we're out of the hospital now. " Lu Qingzhou quietly replied.

"A month and a half ago?" Feng Shengming tried his best to make his voice as calm as possible. A month and a half ago, when he was following the archaeological team, Xiao Min Jun had been able to tell him everything that had happened at home. However, he had not heard the news.

"It's fine, it's fine now. I think Zi Yan will be here for a reunion dinner very soon. "

From Feng Shengming's words, Lu Qingzhou could already guess that he did not know that Feng Ziyan was staying in the hospital. Suddenly, he recalled the words that his sister-in-law had muttered to him before [I think it's not that you're busy, it's that you haven't said anything at all].

However, she recalled that during the time when she and Feng Ziyan were hospitalized, Xiao Min Jun frequently came to see her and even brought her tonic. Thus, she shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

Feng Shengming once again asked her some questions that were not too painful, and Lu Qingzhou also answered them one by one.

Feng Yanheng was still sitting on the sofa, playing with his phone. After he finished chatting with Lu Qingzhou, he interrupted and chatted with her for a while before finding an opportunity to sneak out to find Shen Cangsheng.

Feng Family's New Year's Eve meal was set at 4 PM. At noon, everyone ate a little something. Old Master Feng did not see Feng Ziyan coming back, so he asked Feng Shengchao to call him. Feng Yanheng thought about it for a moment, then took out his phone and pulled out Feng Ziyan's number.

Lu Qingzhou stretched out his neck, and Feng Yanheng placed the phone next to his ear. The phone rang several times, but the call was still not connected.

"How is it?"

Old Madam Feng asked with concern.

"No one answered."

Feng Yan Heng kept his phone. Lu Qingzhou's face was filled with disappointment. Old Master Feng snorted, "The entire family is here, but he has the guts to ignore the elders. There's still two hours until the New Year's Eve dinner, and I don't think he has ever treated this place as his own home, treating us as family."

The moment Old Master Feng became angry, he rushed forward and started coughing with a flushed face.

"Old man, the time is not up yet. We'll wait another two hours. "Look at you coughing like this, stop talking."

Old Madam Feng sat beside Old Master Feng, trying her best to appease him.

Lu Qingzhou sat and listened to Old Master Feng scolding Feng Ziyan, not daring to make a sound. If the assistant and Feng Yanheng didn't even answer Feng Ziyan's call, then there must be something going on.

Could it be?

Lu Qingzhou's heart sank. Another accident?

Lu Qingzhou did not dare to think further. Old Master Feng suddenly looked at Lu Qingzhou, "Qingzhou, Zi Yan, have you come home often this past year?"

He no longer held any hope for this grandson of his. Fortunately, he had Feng Yanheng, and his direct relatives were his relatives.

"Zi Yan is always at home." Lu Qingzhou did not lie, Feng Ziyan this year had treated her quite well.

"Hmph, that's more like it." Old Master Feng raised his teacup and took a sip.

"Hey, didn't I hear that Feng Ziyan was in a car accident? You can come for dinner today? " Shen Cen Man crossed his legs and started nibbling on the melon seeds.

"A car accident?" Old Master Feng spurted out all of his tea before he could swallow it.

He slammed the teacup down.

"Fame, Minghu? "What's going on?" Old Master Feng's face immediately fell.

Shen Zhe saw the fierce expression on Old Master Feng's face and forcefully swallowed the melon seeds in his mouth. He turned to look at Feng Yanheng, "Did I say something wrong?"

Feng Yanheng sat there with his four hands still, like a clay statue.

"Dad, the thing is..." Xiao Min Jun was about to reply.

"Yan Heng, your dad runs around with the archaeological team all day and doesn't know anything. Don't you know that your little brother is always in the same circle as you? Don't you know that he was in a car accident?" Master Feng slammed his hand on the table.

"I know." Feng Yanheng admitted to it.

Shen Tong looked at everyone's expressions, stealthily touching a melon seed before throwing it into his mouth.

"I know, why didn't you come back and tell me?" The old man puffed his beard and glared at him.

Old Madam Feng helped him to straighten his chest, "Can you listen to your grandson's words? You're already so old, yet you're still able to manage so many things?"

Old Madam Feng's words calmed Old Master Feng down a little.

"Yan Heng, what's going on? "If you don't explain it to Grandma, I won't be able to help you."

Old Madam Feng's mood was not much different from Old Master Feng's, but her tone was a bit more gentle.

A while ago, Ziyan's car was hit by a truck at the crossroads. Her cerebral hemorrhage was diagnosed as a vegetative body lying in the hospital for a while, and I've had the hospital arrange for this to be kept quiet. Therefore, everything that comes out of the media has been blocked.

Old Master Feng's restless heart gradually calmed down when he heard Feng Yan's words. The melon seeds in Lu Qingzhou's hands slowly started to sweat. He couldn't believe that Feng Ziyan's accident had been done so perfectly. Lu Qingzhou pinched a melon seed and it fell to the ground.

Looking at Old Master Feng's face, she guessed that his anger wasn't because Feng Yanheng didn't tell her about Feng Ziyan's car accident, but rather whether Feng Ziyan's car accident would affect the reputation of the Feng family. Once the media knew about any matter in the Feng Family, the Feng Clan would definitely be affected as a result.

She clearly saw that when Feng Yanheng said that he had arranged for this matter to be kept quiet, and had sealed up the media, Old Master Feng's complexion looked much better. With just a small movement, she finally understood why Feng Ziyan hated the fact that the Feng Family was unwilling to return to their ancestral home.

However, she had a small question in her heart. If the matter of Feng Ziyan being hospitalized would affect the Feng family, then Susu Ying had clearly told her where she lived to prevent the media from writing too much, lest it affect the Shadow Sealing Media.

Lu Qingzhou suddenly rang out. If the organizers hadn't been urging Feng Ziyan to go up on stage to receive the award, would he still be lying in bed with his eyes closed?

She threw the melon seeds in her hand onto the ground. It was only when she was empty-handed that she realized she had been too distracted. Should she?