Chapter 1983

Feng Yichen also sat up straight: "Father, didn't you tell me to marry only Miss Mo? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"Bastard!" Feng Muyun glared at Feng Yichen fiercely: "The marriage between the He family and the Feng family already exists. According to the rules, if Miss Mo wants to enter the gate of my Feng family, as long as the He family insists If she refused to let go, Miss Mo could only become a concubine.

Now that Jin Shu is begging her elders to marry Miss Mo into the Feng family as an equal wife, what are you dissatisfied with? "

"Ping wife?" Feng Yichen looked at Feng Muyun, then at Feng Shaojin, who had a bad face, and hurriedly said, "Brother, I...I thought...I made it... Wrong, sorry."

Feng Shaojin's face darkened little by little, and became gloomy, as if the piled up dark clouds were brewing an unknowable storm.

He stood up abruptly propping himself up on the table, and walked out of the study.

If I had known this, I might as well not have brought her here.

Seeing that Feng Shaojin had turned his face, Feng Muyun was also very angry, "This is the last concession for my father. If she is still unwilling, don't enter the gate of this Feng family. It is absolutely impossible for the warlord to sit idly by." Watching you shake the foundation of the Feng family and disrupt the peace of the entire south because of a woman."

What responded to him was the sound of Feng Shaojin's footsteps hurrying downstairs.

Feng Muyun clutched her chest, and angrily swept off the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.

Feng Yichen hurriedly stroked Feng Muyun's back and said, "Father, don't be angry, lest you get angry, it's my fault, I made a mistake in communicating, and my brother will get the wrong idea... ..."

At this moment, Feng Yichen wanted to poke himself with a knife, and he deeply realized what it meant to be a real human being.

…

Feng Shaojin thought that Mo Lingwei had been pissed off, and hurried downstairs, only to see Mo Lingwei sitting on the poker table in good order, wiping dominoes with a few ladies, with an indifferent expression, but clumsy movements, as if he was going to die at all. Didn't know about it.

Or maybe they already know it and agree to it.

Anyway, he was still here, and the heart that Feng Shaojin was holding was put back in its original place.

His gaze seemed to be fixed on Mo Lingwei, and he didn't care about other people's eyes at all. He walked towards Mo Lingwei and stood still behind her. Advocate raised his hand, drew a card and threw it out.

Mo Lingwei: "..."

The familiar scent of cold fragrance hugged her, and Mo Lingwei knew who was standing behind her without turning her head.

He was getting closer and closer, and the warm breath approached her. Mo Lingwei only felt a severe pain in the heart, and the patterns on the dominoes were blurred.

After a circle, seeing her motionless, and Feng Shaojin standing behind Miss Mo again, the people at the card table began to boo: "This is a patron saint, Miss Mo only lost a few games!" Give it to us, Young Master Feng will come to help."

"Hurry up, we all have only one pair of eyes, but your two pairs of eyes are still so slow, we don't agree."

"Since Miss Mo doesn't know which one will come out, why don't you let Young Master Feng help you decide."

…

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei sighed secretly, and casually threw out a card in hand.

The opponent laughed loudly: "Nonsense, it's all the same."

After the cards were turned down, the other two families saw Mo Lingwei unpacking a pair of playing cards, and joked: "Did Miss Mo deliberately let Mrs. Gu play the cards? This lone card was not played, and a piece of cards was torn apart." Play the right cards."

Mrs. Gu pointed at Feng Shaojin, and said, "Shaojin, are you just standing there? Miss Mo has never played a card since she was at the table. The rules in our south are different from those in the north. Why don't you hurry up?" Teach."