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Lin Xin sucked in a deep breath. It was as if his nervous and uneasy emotions were gradually disappearing because of Feng Yu's grasp.

"Young Master Feng, welcome to the sect. Where's your father? I've already sent him an invitation. Why didn't you send one? " Leng Yaochen's father, Leng Feiyang, welcomed him with a smile before asking about his old friend.

"My dad's been overseas on vacation recently, so he might not be able to make it in time." Feng Yu hung his sign and smiled as he spoke.

Leng Feiyang had a look of disappointment on his face, "What a pity, I was planning to have a good reunion with him."

"Uncle, don't worry. When he returns, I will definitely arrange for both of you to marry each other." Feng Yu consoled with great concern.

"Fine, Yao Chen is inside. Quickly go in. This is your wife, right? I saw her at the wedding last time, she's so pretty." Leng Feiyang laughed, he felt that he was unable to keep up with the way the youngsters thought. Only Feng Yu could afford to play the game of changing brides on the spot.

Lin Dong could only nod his head and smile, but after hearing his father Leng's words, his smile became stiff.

They had all participated in Feng Yu's wedding and now, they had all come to the Leng Clan as guests. Lin Si instantly wanted to dig a hole in the ground, how could she still have the face to meet others? He really miscalculated. He should not have come to such a lively place.

Feng Yu, on the other hand, was calm and composed; he was completely oblivious to the illegality of his change in bride.

"I'm going to say hello to my friends. Come with me!" Feng Yu could already feel Lin Ming's desire to escape, how could he possibly do as she wished?

The big hand was even more domineering as it grabbed her little hand and walked straight towards Leng Yaochen.

As the youngest successor to the Leng Clan, Leng Yaochen was naturally shining with limitless glory today.

The people surrounding him fawned over him, one after another, and he didn't have time to rest for even a second.

After Feng Yu had appeared, those people had all sorts of excuses to come up and chat with each other. Therefore, even though the two young entrepreneurs were separated by a short distance, they could only look at each other.

Lin Ming was pushed into Feng Yu's embrace by the group of people who came over to toast him. In the end, he was directly pulled into Feng Yu's embrace.

"Everyone, we shouldn't bring you here to discuss work matters. Today, the main character is Old Man Leng, you should keep the wine in your cups and drink with the Leng Clan members later, please make way!" Feng Yu watched as more and more people squeezed towards him, unable to do anything. He could only send them off with a cold voice.

Some sensible people had already heard the impatience in Young Master Feng's words and quickly made way for him.

Lin Ming was hiding in Feng Yu's embrace, various wedding scenes interweaving in his mind. He didn't know if it was because he was in a bad mood, but he felt that he had seen those people who came to greet Feng Yu before. Oh god, why did she come here?

Leng Yaochen turned around and his gaze inadvertently landed on the woman in Feng Yu's embrace. He saw her raise her hand and powerlessly cover her pretty face. He found it strange. In his opinion, this woman was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Where's your grandfather? Why didn't I see him come out? I wanted to be the first to go up and toast. " Feng Yu jokingly said while looking at Leng Yaochen.

Only then did Leng Yaochen quickly tighten his gaze and smile with a hint of interest: "Alright, in a while, you'll drink the wine that I've brought. I promise I'll reward you with a big gift."

"Even if I were to drink it, would you be able to maintain your dignity? Aren't you afraid that your grandfather will hit you with a cane? " The reason why Feng Yu brought up this matter was because when Leng Yaochen was a teenager, he was beaten countless times by his grandfather for betraying his grandfather.

Leng Yaochen's handsome face stiffened, obviously she didn't dare to recall the glorious days of the past.

"Is your little wife shameful? Is my face hurt? " Leng Yaochen didn't have any topic to talk about for a moment, so she suddenly asked Feng Yu about it.

Feng Yu looked down and discovered that Lin Xin had been hiding in his embrace the entire time. She had even raised a hand to hide her face, her pretty eyebrows furrowed as she took her small hand down in dissatisfaction: "What do you mean by covering up? What's there to be ashamed of? "

Lin Ming's face turned red with anger as he glared at him in shame and anger. "You still have the nerve to say that? I don't want to live anymore."

"You are my wife now. How heavy is that? Anyone with eyes can see it." There was no need to hide Lin Ming's perception. With her current status, wasn't there a lot of people who wished for her to be able to do so?

Ever since Leng Yaochen knew that Feng Yu was about to change into a bride, she had asked about some of the details of the scene. At this moment, the anger on Lin Dong's face made him want to meaningfully investigate it.

This little girl kept saying that she wanted to get a divorce. It seemed like she wasn't joking. Maybe the two of them were incompatible in life?

"But so many people have attended your wedding …"

"Our wedding!" Feng Yu corrected!

"What will people say about me? They all thought that I was the third person to ascend the throne. " Lin Xin covered his face and started crying. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became.

She only realized now that she couldn't even straighten her back, much less have any innocence to speak of. That day on the giant crystal screen, her reputation had already been completely ruined.

Feng Yu didn't expect that things would get out of control. Shouldn't he show his love properly? Why was this woman crying with a wronged expression?

Those who didn't know better would think that their marriage was lit up by a red light and that they weren't happy.

Well, not happy at all.

"Lin Ru, can you stop crying?" Sure enough, Lin Ming's unstoppable grief attracted many onlookers. This angered Feng Yu, who had always been calm and collected.

Leng Yaochen looked at Lin Huang who was crying with his hands covering his face. Her eyebrows were tightly knitted. Strange, the other party's wife was crying. What did it have to do with him?

"Lin Huan, your grandfather is here …" Feng Yu raised her gaze as a dark thought flashed through her mind, and she whispered a reminder into her ear.

Lin Ming was so frightened that he immediately stopped crying. He raised his head, and before he could even find his grandfather's figure, his chin was forcefully gripped by a large palm. Soon after, that man's overbearing, thin lips struck down, and when they touched her wet lips, that overbearing, overbearing, and violent expression vanished, becoming extremely gentle and lovable.

Lin Ming froze, his two small hands instinctively grabbing onto the front of Feng Yu's shirt to prevent himself from falling down.

Seeing this, the people around were all surprised.

"So sweet, Young Master Feng really knows how to be romantic!" The girls standing at the side had their eyes turn red from jealousy and envy.

It was at this moment that the people who had entered the Pei household at the gate saw this scene.