Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

Chapter 41 Young Master Moshang Ruyu, Miss
Young Master Moshang is like jade, and his ingenuity is like a god.

There are only two sons in Zihai City who can be called sons.

A Tongna Saibei snow mountain, full of depression and coldness, but also has the appearance of a jade tree, standing among the vast blue waves, making it difficult for people to approach, and has the spirit of mountains and rivers.

The other one, with the complete softness of water, is the water in the south of the Yangtze River, winding for thousands of miles, so gentle that it can crush the dangers of the world, making people addicted at a glance.

One is named Mu and the other is named Feng.

When he got close, Feng Wenzhe looked at the person in the wheelchair, and said indifferently: "Isn't your leg hurting? Why did you come out?"

"Hehe," he let out two chuckles from his throat, even his voice was extremely gentle and comforting, "Father was joking, what day will I not come out after so many years?"

With undisguised ridicule, Feng Wenzhe turned a deaf ear to it, and with his indifferent demeanor, he glanced at the people on the ground, "Let's leave it to you."

Turned around indifferently.

The butler followed him back to the villa.

The sun slowly slid down the west mountain, and the last ray of afterglow fell in, penetrating through the thick willow leaves. The willow leaves were slender and graceful, and someone cut them out, leaving mottled shadows on the ground.

When the wind blows, the shadows on the ground sway.

Fengyan knelt at the junction of light and darkness, with half of her body submerged in the shadows, while Ye Ying swayed on her body at the same time.

Her head was on the ground, her fat body trembling slightly.

Don't dare to be as excited and presumptuous as before, this man can make her breathless as if she is under the pressure of Mount Tai as long as she sits there.

Feng Wenzhe, she even dared to argue with him and choke a few words, but the young man in front of her, who was obviously gentler and more approachable than Feng Wenzhe, was afraid of him.

For no reason, I was afraid from the bottom of my heart.

The person in the wheelchair had slightly drooping eyelids, long and dense eyelashes, and looked like a mascara, looking at her expressionlessly, "Auntie, what I hate the most is stalking. If I make a mistake, the consequences will be punished." Take it on yourself, my father has already done his best, what do you think?"

"Yes, yes," Feng Yan said in a hoarse voice, sobbing slightly, her heart was already dead.

"Then you, are you leaving?" He asked very softly.

"Leave, leave," Feng Yan closed her eyes and cleared her tears.

"Zhongli, give aunt a ride."

The man holding the wheelchair behind him took a step forward, bowed and said, "Please."

Fengyan didn't dare to delay, got up and walked out.

After a while, Zhong Li turned back and pushed the man in the wheelchair into the house.

In the hall, Feng Wenzhe was sitting on the sofa and listening to the butler's report. Zhong Li pushed the wheelchair and passed by without stopping, but was stopped by Feng Wenzhe: "Yinan——"

When Feng Yinan raised his hand, Zhongli stopped.

Feng Wenzhe sat on the sofa, holding a cane in his hand, turned slightly sideways, and looked towards him.Feng Yinan tilted his head and looked at him too.

He said, "Yinan, Yishu will be back in two months, you go pick her up then."

Feng Yinan smiled lightly, showing no emotion, "She won't want me to pick her up..." After a pause of two seconds, seeing that Feng Wenzhe didn't speak, he said, "Father, I have nothing to do. upstairs."

The wheelchair restarted, and Zhong Li pushed him upstairs.

Instead of stairs, there is exclusive wheelchair access.

In the study, Feng Yinan sat behind the desk, with a whole wall cabinet in the background, full of books, "Did you find out, who was the woman next to Second Young Master that night?"

At the banquet, the second young master became angry and became a concubine, and this incident was widely circulated.Originally, this matter had nothing to do with Feng Yinan, but the Second Young Master announced that he would divorce the Feng family, so it had something to do with him.

Zhong Li stood five steps away from the desk, with his hands hanging down naturally, folded in front of his body, straightened up, and said, "Yes...it's Miss."

Feng Yinan paused his hand flipping the book, raised his eyes, "Say it again, who is it?"

"Miss." Zhong Li breathed lightly, and the young master got angry.

Feng Yinan stared at him, his pupils shortened inch by inch, "Has she come to Zihai City? When did she come? How did you do it? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The gentle and refined Young Master Feng seldom gets angry, but this time, even his voice was sullen.

Zhongli knelt on the ground on one knee, "Sir, please calm down, the young miss is very smart, she sensed our people, so she intentionally avoided us and concealed her whereabouts, we, we..."

"What are you guys, if it weren't for this oolong, you wouldn't know anything, would you?!"

Zhong Li lowered his head even lower.

Feng Yinan's face was very ugly, which could be called a haze, "Okay, let's talk about what's going on."

Zhongli opened his mouth and told everything that happened at the banquet in detail. When Feng Yan threatened to kill her, Feng Yinan's eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge, "It seems that driving her out is light, Zhongli, Go and confiscate all her property, cut off all her means of escape, and any work unit that dares to hire her will directly destroy it."

"Yes."

Feng Yinan's actions can be said to have completely killed Fengyan.

It's fine to be kicked out of Feng's house and lose the family's protection. Feng Yinan will also deprive her of all her property, let her go out of the house with two sleeves, and those with hands and feet can't go to work. There is only one end, begging on the street!

"My lord, there is one more thing..." After a pause, Zhong Li continued, "The second lord was injured and hospitalized before, and it was the young lady's handwriting."

There was a lot of noise about that cannon, who the Second Young Master provoked and what kind of enemies he attracted, there are different opinions up to now, and no one has found out who did it.

Feng Yinan still had the same cold expression on his face, and the moistness between his brows was also cold, "It was fried well."

Mu Laogou has long since disliked him.

Zhongli: "..."

"Why did she blow him up?"

"There was a conflict between the two before," Zhongli said. "The young lady was hunted down by someone. When she met the second son, she asked him for help. But the second son was unwilling, so the young lady resorted to some tricks. As a result, the second son had a small mind and held grudges." up."

"Well, this is in line with the behavior of dogs."

The rare and handsome Mr. Feng also cursed.

Zhong Li secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he knew how to please the young master best.

"Zhongli, continue to send people to protect her, don't be careless."

"Yes."

"Okay, let's go down if you have nothing to do."

Zhongli got up to leave, and when he reached the door, Feng Yinan thought of something and asked again, "By the way, where does she live now?"

After three seconds of silence, Zhongli replied, "Peach Blossom Palace."

Nan Feng: "..."

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The dawn slowly opened, and it was another gorgeous morning.

In the restaurant, Yuanyuan twitched her two small eyebrows and asked, "Dad, can I not go to school?"

"Why," the young master sitting across from him looked at him, while spreading bread sauce on him, "it's so good to go to school, you can make many friends, why don't you want to go?"

Yuanyuan's eyebrows were even more twisted, and her eyebrows were wrinkled into pimples, "I don't want to go to kindergarten."

"Okay, I'll enroll you in elementary school." The young man was very straightforward, spread the bread sauce, folded two slices of bread together, and handed it to him.

Yuanyuan took the bread and muttered, "I don't want to go to elementary school either."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"high school."

"Junior high school, it can't be any higher, it makes people think you are a pervert."

"...That's great." Yuanyuan agreed sadly.

(End of this chapter)