Some people also said: "Believe it or not, believe it or not, the engagement date has been confirmed, just wait and see.

These rumors were only spread among ordinary people at the beginning, and then He Jingyu, who was hanging out with friends all day, found out, and ordered people to suppress these rumors.

He even beat those quack Taoist priests to death, which aroused public outrage, and the incident became more and more troublesome...

When the news reached Mrs. Feng's ears, it was already the day before the engagement ceremony.

Feng Shaojin not only did not run away, he even cooperated with Mrs. Feng's request more than ever, and returned to the Governor's Mansion one night earlier, and strengthened the guards around the Governor's Mansion.

Wearing the clothes Mrs. Feng prepared for him, he obediently sat in the study of the Governor's Mansion, processing the documents sent by Gu Wei.

Seeing Feng Shaojin like this, Feng Muyun stroked his beard in relief, and sighed: "Shaojin finally looks like a successor to the Feng family."

Mrs. Feng peeled a longan and fed it to Feng Muyun's mouth: "Shaojin has always been a good boy, if he hadn't been lured by that shameless girl of the Mo family to do a series of irrational things, our Feng family would have been a long time ago." Marry Jing Shu in.

Maybe by now, both you and I have grandchildren in our arms.

Fortunately, Shaojin was able to turn back when he lost his way, which can be regarded as our good luck. "

Feng Muyun frowned, raised his hand to block the second longan handed over by Mrs. Feng, stood up and went out.

Mrs. Feng: "..."

What did she say wrong that made the warlord unhappy again?

On the second day, guests came one after another.

The warlord was dressed in military uniform, and Mrs. Feng, who was dressed extremely luxuriously, stood at the door to welcome the guests.

The betrothal gifts that filled the long street were delivered to the He family. He Changqing took a son, two daughters and relatives of the He family, dressed up and went out to the Feng family with luxurious gifts in return.

Feng Shaojin was led to Feng Muyun by the housekeeper: "Master, Master He is coming soon, you stand here to welcome your future father-in-law."

Feng Shaojin's brows were cold and sharp, with a mocking smile on his lips, as Feng's family wished, he obediently stood beside the warlord.

Seeing this, Mrs. Feng became more and more overjoyed.

Seeing Feng Shaojin's cooperation, Dujun Feng was also secretly happy.

Only Feng Yichen followed behind Feng Shaojin vigilantly, leaned close to his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what are you thinking?"

Mo Lingwei was hidden in another courtyard by him, so he would be willing to get engaged to He Jingshu?

Even thinking about it, it seems unlikely.

Feng Shaojin turned to look at him, the smile on his lips became more dazzling, and his voice was cold and solemn: "Do you think, from the beginning to the end, is it my thoughts that are more important, or the wishes of the Feng family?"

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen was stunned.

His gaze moved inch by inch to the wrinkled faces of Feng Muyun and Mrs. Feng's smile, and he was speechless for a moment.

Since Feng Shaoqing's death, Feng Shaojin has become a redemption machine, except for taking over the Feng family for the dead Feng Shaoqing, she is not allowed to have her own thoughts and wishes.

Even if there are ups and downs from the outside world, saying that He Jingshu is Kefu's life, and there will be bloodshed in the family if she marries, it can't stop the fact that Feng He's two elders will become in-laws...

"Master He is here with the He family!" The housekeeper raised his voice and greeted him personally from the gate of the courtyard.

Feng Muyun patted Feng Shaojin on the shoulder: "Go, go and welcome Master He and Miss He over."

"Okay." Feng Shaojin put the teacup in his hand into the servant's tray.

The teacup made a slight sound on the tray, and at the same time, there was a "bang", an earth-shattering gunshot sounded at the gate of the courtyard...