Although Gu Wei tried his best to defend Mo Lingwei, Feng Shaojin's face still darkened little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His whole body was filled with raging killing intent.
The storm is coming.
Just when Gu Wei didn't know what to do, the door of the hall was pushed open from the outside again.
Feng Yichen walked in, and asked with a sad face: "The Qinglong gang was washed out with blood, have you thought about how to explain it to the He family?"
Feng Shaojin's thin lips parted slightly, opening and closing: "Explain what? Shouldn't the He family explain it to me?"
Feng Yichen: "..."
Feng Yichen was speechless.
Knowing that Feng Shaojin was in a fit of anger, Gu Wei hurriedly tried to help Feng Yichen: "Although the outside world agrees that the Qinglong Gang belongs to the He family, as long as the He family refuses to admit it, the Qinglong gang has nothing to do with the He family.
If the He family came to the door, the charge of colluding with the Dongyang people would definitely not escape.
It is too late for ordinary people to separate themselves from the Qinglong Gang, so how could it be possible for Baba to take the initiative to take the disaster on themselves? "
Feng Yichen frowned: "Although that is the case, the He family is not a fuel-efficient lamp. After suffering such a big loss at this time, they will definitely not let it go."
Feng Shaojin's voice was cold and cold, like ice: "The commander-in-chief is here, let them come here if they have the courage."
Anyway, sooner or later you will have to break with the He family, it doesn't matter if it's later or sooner, if you can make the He family attack the Feng family now, it will also allow the Feng family to see the true face of the He family.
Feng Yichen: "..."
He must have been full and overstretched before running over to blind Chaoxin.
Feng Yichen shook his hands and walked out.
Seeing the white gauze wrapped around his hand, Gu Wei asked with concern: "Master Yichen, what happened to your hand? Aren't you taking care of the young lady in another courtyard? Why did you come here suddenly?"
Feng Yichen: "..."
Feng Yichen finally remembered the purpose of coming here, he stopped, looked at the indifferent Feng Shaojin, and added a bit of resentment in his angry tone: "Is your little Maotou a dog?"
"Dragon." Feng Shaojin answered seriously.
His gaze fell on the back of Feng Yichen's hand, and he frowned: "He is very obedient and quiet, and never takes the initiative to attack others. What did you do to him?"
Feng Yichen: "..."
Can the elbow not turn outward so obviously?
Is it his fault again?
"My young master didn't do anything to him. He was talking to Mo Lingwei when he rushed in and bit me, and he refused to let go..." Feng Yichen said angrily: "Fortunately He is only a child under three years old, if he is stronger, the flesh on the back of my hand will be bitten off by him."
Feng Shaojin's eyes lit up, and the chill around her body dissipated a bit: "Ling Wei is awake?"
"Yeah." Feng Yichen nodded, and couldn't help but suggest: "Brother, anyway, what you care about is Mo Lingwei and not that little kid, why don't you send Xiu'er back to Jincheng and return it to Yunyao."
Feng Shaojin was planning to leave, but he stopped when he heard this: "Ling Wei asked you to come here as a lobbyist?"
"No." Feng Yichen rubbed his nose: "I just think that this child is the heir of the Mo family after all, and it's a bit unreasonable to raise him by your side.
Those who didn't know thought that you had set your mind on innocent children because of Mo Lingwei..."
Feng Shaojin nodded: "Let's take it as it is."
Feng Yichen: "..."
Feng Yichen earnestly said: "Brother, if you raise him for a long time, what will you do if you have a long-term love for that little boy?"
That was the child of Mo Lingyuan and Chu Yunyao. Once the north was stabilized, with the temperament of those two, it would be a trivial matter to take back the child, and it would not be impossible to flatten the Feng family.