Although Feng Yichen hated Feng Shaojin, Feng Shaoqing had passed away for so long, and he saw everything Feng Shaojin did.

People's hearts are made of flesh.

The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat.

Now that it has reached this point, Feng Shaojin has already made the biggest concession. If he is made to bear these things again, it is unknown how guilty Feng Shaojin will be.

Feng Yichen is a sensible person, different from Mrs. Feng's general knowledge.

Mrs. Feng was furious, "That woman, I will never let her enter the gate of our Feng family."

Feng Yichen was planning to persuade.

Madam Feng began to cry again: "Don't you want your mother to think of how Shaoqing died every day when she sees her?"

Feng Yichen: "..."

"Who do you see?" Feng Shaojin's deep voice came from outside the door, and then a tall figure broke in and stood in front of Madam Feng: "What did Madam say just now?"

Feng Yichen's brows were frowned: "Didn't you just come back when you said you were going? Why did you stay there for three more days? What time is it? Do you still want to go sightseeing with Miss Mo?"

Feng Shaojin's tone was displeased: "I allocated these three days from the journey, and I didn't delay my return."

He lowered his eyes, saw the notepad on the desktop, and reached for it: "This handwriting looks like that of big brother."

Feng Yichen grabbed the record book and handed it to Mrs. Feng: "The records are all small things. Mother hasn't finished reading it yet. I'll show it to you after mother finishes reading it."

When the record book was in Mrs. Feng's hands, Feng Shaojin gave up.

He got down to business: "Man, I have already brought it back. It was agreed at the beginning that as long as I agree to be engaged to the eldest lady of the He family, you will allow her to be by my side."

Mrs. Feng wiped her face, "As long as you don't marry her to come in, it's fine to let her stay by your side, just treat it as a boredom for you."

Feng Shaojin's expression changed drastically: "What do you mean?"

Madam Feng snorted coldly.

Feng Shaojin gritted his teeth, and his complexion was as gloomy as layers of dark clouds: "Ma'am, please make it clear, what do you mean as long as you don't marry her? Please relieve me?"

Mrs. Feng slapped the table heavily, and stood up: "Isn't what Mrs. Ben said clear enough? You have already agreed to marry the eldest lady of the He family. Without the help of the He family, how did you stabilize Yuncheng so quickly?" situation?

Our Feng family and the He family had a marriage contract, and Miss He's family was supposed to be the legitimate daughter-in-law of our Feng family.

Although our Feng family doesn't pay attention to being well-matched, but it's not just anyone who can become the young marshal's wife of my Feng family..."

"So, what Madam means is that she dislikes Ling Wei's identity and is not worthy of our Feng family?" Feng Shaojin sneered, "I don't know that the majestic young lady of the Mo family in Jincheng is so unworthy in Madam's eyes." mesa.

In terms of family background, who is not worthy of whom? "

"What?" Mrs. Feng was taken aback: "You said she is, the eldest lady of the Jincheng Mo family?"

"I never told you her real identity, just because I was afraid that if the news leaked, it would reach Mo Lingyuan's ears and be opposed by the Mo family." Feng Shaojin's voice was empty and cold, "Do you think the Mo family will make her nameless? stay with me?"

Mrs. Feng: "..."

Things were so unexpected that Mrs. Feng would be a little confused for a while.

She fell heavily back on the chair: "But she is still willing to go back to Yuncheng with you?"

"She didn't know about the agreement between the Feng family and the He family, and she didn't know that you and your father-in-law made the decision to let Miss He's family marry me..." Feng Shaojin gritted her teeth, "Once she knows... ...."