As soon as He Jingshu took a step forward, Feng Yichen rushed to sit on the other side of Feng Shaojin, taking the seat that He Jingshu wanted to sit on.

He Jingshu: "..."

Madam Feng was full of embarrassment, "It's fine to sit opposite Shaojin, but you can sit next to me."

After taking his seat, Feng Yichen was afraid that Feng Shaojin would be annoyed by Mrs. Feng's inappropriate words and He Jingshu's actions, so he took on the job of a servant extremely attentively.

He quickly scooped up a bowl of West Lake Beef Soup and put it in front of Feng Shaojin: "Brother, try your favorite soup."

Feng Shaojin ignored him, took a vegetable with chopsticks and put it on the rice.

Feng Muyun said: "The situation is chaotic now, you must be careful outside."

There are outsiders here, so it's inconvenient for Feng Muyun to say more.

Feng Shaojin gave a low "hmm".

Mrs. Feng smiled slightly, raised her eyes to look at Feng Shaojin, and said self-assertively: "Shaojin, your father is old and in poor health, and his only wish is to report to his grandson.

Although the wedding date between you and Jing Shu has been postponed, you are still the one who held the engagement ceremony.

I have made the decision to let Jing Shu live in the Governor's Mansion from now on, so you can stay for one night tonight too. "

Even Feng Yichen couldn't listen to such straightforward words, let alone Feng Shaojin who was in the middle of the game.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and the aura around Feng Shaojin became cold and sharp in an instant.

Mrs. Feng, however, didn't seem to notice anything strange, and continued: "Shaojin, now that you are the eldest son and the heir of the Feng family, the task of spreading the branches and leaves of the Feng family should fall on you.

When this battle starts, we don't know when it will come to an end. When you have a man and a half woman, your father and commander will be able to enjoy the family happiness and spend the rest of their lives in the mansion. "

Feng Yichen's face also became solemn.

At this time, as the wife of the warlord in the warlord's mansion, not only does she not have the heart of family, country and world, but she still has things on her mind to enjoy her old age peacefully.

Although Feng Yichen didn't have such passionate feelings, he still found these words extremely harsh and intolerable.

Feng Muyun gave Madam Feng a cold look, and motioned her to shut up.

But Mrs. Feng seemed to have been greatly wronged, and her eyes turned red instantly: "The stepmother is hard to do, I am so heartbroken for you, don't you think about me at all?"

Feng Shaojin laughed abruptly.

Hearing that low and cold voice made Feng Yichen's hair stand on end.

Feng Shaojin gritted his teeth, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "Madam is really considerate. I happen to have a woman who knows the cold and the hot by my side. I will send her to the mansion another day, and ask the madam to teach her. If the madam is satisfied , opened his face, put it in my room, and served me well.

To marry a wife, a clear matchmaker needs to be married, but the maids and concubines can take over the house first, and the rules can't be messed up. "

The moment he heard that He Jingshu was going to live in the Governor's Mansion, Feng Shaojin had lost his appetite, and there was nothing left to eat.

He threw the chopsticks in his hand, stood up and strode out, and said irrefutably: "That's it, I have something to do, excuse me!"

His words and voice became more and more indifferent and alienated, without any residual warmth, his back was lonely and desolate, and soon disappeared in the governor's mansion...

A reunion dinner is over before it starts.

Feng Muyun dropped the bowl and chopsticks coldly, glared at Mrs. Feng, turned around and went upstairs.

Feng Yichen was afraid that Feng Muyun would vomit blood due to Feng Furen's anger, so he hurriedly chased after her.

He Jingshu was also extremely embarrassed, feeling a little more resentful towards Mrs. Feng in her heart.

Mrs. Feng, who stayed in the restaurant, looked at Feng Muyun's back with teary eyes, not understanding what she did wrong...