Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 299 Chances of a Fair Play

Luo Wanning dark cuisine is definitely more unbearable than any punishment in this world.

But the big talk of unconditional obedience has been released, and no one can say no to it.

Luo Wanning looked at them with a half-smile, and said slowly, "If you can't eat, just answer my questions obediently."

At the same time, Feng Family Villa.

As soon as Mu Shihan followed Feng Shaoan into the courtyard, he was enveloped by an inexplicable sense of oppression.

The decoration of the villa is in a strong Roman-style castle style, and the dim candle-like lights inside exude a bit of a strange atmosphere.

Passing through the long path in the courtyard, the old housekeeper in a tuxedo was already at the gate of the villa.

"Patriarch, are you back so soon?"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but look behind the visitor, and asked again: "Miss still hasn't come back?"

"Old Du, make a pot of tea in my study."

"Yes."

Mu Shihan was brought into the study, and a strong scent of sandalwood wafted out in the dark environment.

After Feng Shaoan entered the room, he sat down on the only chair in the room, and then greeted him: "Sit whatever you want."

Mu Shihan glanced around, where is there a place to sit?

"I'll just stand."

Feng Shaoan took out a pipe from his pocket and put it in his mouth, and said with a lingering smile, "You stand and I sit, doesn't it look like I'm training you?"

"You are an elder, even if you train me, it is normal."

The words were quite beautiful, Feng Shaoan gave him a satisfied look.

"Do you know what I want to talk to you about?"

Mu Shihan: "I guessed it, but I can't agree!"

The door of the study room was knocked three times, the old butler came in after making tea, and then walked out lightly.

Feng Shaoan looked at the man standing in front of him with a half-smile.

"Have you heard of the four major families in country M?"

"Golden wood, water and fire, very famous."

"Then, among the young masters of the four major families, which one do you think is the best match for my Ning Ning?"

The moment the voice fell, Mu Shihan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately thought of the four bodyguards of Qinjiang Dijing just now.

In the next second, he turned around and strode towards the door.

The door was locked, and he turned angrily.

Just now the respect for the old man has completely turned into anger.

"This is going too far!"

"Where is it too much? Is there anything wrong with me caring about my granddaughter's life-long events?

"It's the same as other people arranging blind dates, but I arranged four for her at once for her to choose from!"

Feng Shaoan took a puff of cigarette, and continued: "Don't worry, I won't use any radical methods, just to make them fall in love for a long time.

"As for you, if I didn't see that you risked your life to block Ning Ning during the earthquake that day, you wouldn't even have the chance to meet her now!
"But don't be discouraged. If you really love her and really want to get back together with her, it's not impossible. I'll give you a chance to compete fairly!"

"You put four men next to her, and then tell me about fair competition, how can it be fair?" Mu Shihan lost control of his emotions.

There was a wisp of white smoke between the two men, which vaguely blocked the sight of the two men meeting.

Feng Shaoan raised his pipe at him.

"Where is it unfair? You have lived in Ningning's heart for so long, and your starting point is already much higher than theirs!"

Mu Shihan was powerless to refute, but felt a tightness in his chest.

"I'll just ask you a question, if Wan Wan chooses me, will you strongly oppose it?"

Feng Shaoan thought about this question for a long time, finally got up and looked at him directly and replied: "I hope I don't object, but whether I object or not depends on you."

After coming out of the sealed house, Mu Shihan drove the car back to Qinjiang Dijing.

Under the cover of night, a low-key black Passat stopped at a distance of 200 meters.

"Patriarch, he really went back to Miss Young Miss, but he didn't go upstairs."

Standing at the front of the car, Mu Shihan looked up at the brightly lit high-rise apartment, a sense of emptiness swept over his heart, as if returning to certain days after she disappeared five years ago
(End of this chapter)