The marriage is rippling: husband, don't fight

Chapter 96 Don't betray him (1)

It is indeed not suitable for him to take the identity of Bai Yizhi...

"Or do you think I should confess to Grandpa?" He raised his eyes slightly.

"Of course you can't confess." She said eagerly.

Feng Jin looked at her deeply.

"I mean, I... don't want Mr. Feng to know about our..." She still hesitated to say the word transaction.

If you tell old man Feng about this, it will complicate what was originally a simple matter.

In Feng Jin's case, she can use her looks to gain bargaining chips, um, and the right to know about his illness.

But if it's the old man...

If she dared to tell old man Feng what she said to Feng Jin back then, she seriously doubted that she would die in an ugly way.

The old man Feng I saw in the hospital that day, even though he was skinny and in a coma for several months, the oppressive aura of the long battle in the mall is not something ordinary people can bear.

"So, in order not to let grandpa misunderstand you, you can't hide your identity for too long." He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms. "The affairs of the Bai family will end soon."

Yi Sheng looked up at him.

"You seem to be thinner." The beard on the chin was clean-shaven, but he looked thinner than usual. From her perspective, she felt that he was full of attractiveness.

If it wasn't for the coffee in her hand, it would be inconvenient to hug his waist, she really wanted to hug him.

"I'm curious as to which company is so rich as the capital behind it to help Zhang Junyan acquire Bai's." She wanted to inquire.

But Feng Jin's mouth was very tight, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes were gentle, "Don't ask about the process, the result is that you can't do what you want?"

"Is it you?" She was really curious.

However, she felt that Feng Jin should not have so much funds to mobilize people to buy Bai's at this time, right?
"No."

Sure enough, Feng Jin gave her the answer right away.

"So who could it be?" She was genuinely curious.

He let go, turned and walked to the desk, "Secret."

"Even I can't tell?" Why is it so mysterious?

"No."

"why."

She chased him to ask, but Feng Jin didn't answer her at all.

Instead, he sat back in the office chair, put his feet relaxed on the desk, his back against the back of the chair, crossed his hands in front of him, and looked at her.

"If you don't work at Feng's, what are you going to do?"

"Go to the Bai family." She didn't hide her plan, "If my prediction is correct, I will enter the Bai family, and no one should object." She smiled slightly, "I want to see the Bai family with my own eyes. The family members left the Bai family."

Feng Jin frowned slightly, "You hate the Bai family?"

"I just want to fulfill Momma's wish." She bowed her head.

Feng Jin murmured softly, but still said the words, "Do you trust your mother?"

"Of course." This is a question that doesn't need to be guessed at all, okay?
She would never doubt her mother anyway.

She raised her eyes and looked at him, "My mother brought me up alone and provided for me to go to school. In order to let me go to a good school, she saved the only funds for my education and delayed her own illness..." At this point , she sniffed.

Not wanting him to see such a vulnerable side, she turned around and looked out of the French window, "We depend on each other...to live."

She let out a soft breath and suppressed her sadness, "She can't even wait for me to repay her for her efforts, so I just want her to die with less regret, do you understand?"

She looked into the distance blankly, "Everyone said that my mother committed suicide...but no one paid attention to the reason behind this so-called suicide."

"What's the reason?" Feng Jin asked softly.

"My mother committed suicide because..." Yisheng was about to say the words when the internal line in the office rang.

She turned around, "answer the phone first."

Feng Jin picked up the phone, and the secretary reminded him that the meeting was about to start.Everyone is waiting for him.

Feng Jin put down the phone.

"We'll talk about it when we go back tonight." He stepped forward and held her in his arms, "You can do whatever you want."

She twitched the corner of her mouth, "You go to the meeting first. See you tonight."

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Holding the small box, Yisheng left Fengshi very low-key, directly took Fengjin's special elevator, went down to the basement garage, and then drove away.

When the car drove into the avenue, the phone rang, but she still picked up the unfamiliar number, "Hello, old man."

Half an hour later
A club half an hour away from Feng's Group, at this time of day, didn't have many guests.

Moreover, the low-key retro decoration makes people not want to go to the high-end clubhouse. The clubhouse is located in the center of the CBD and is located in a quiet location in a high school.

It is obvious that the bustling CBD center is not far away when you go out, but when you walk in here, you feel as quiet as if you have walked into a mountain forest.

Yisheng parked the car and said she was invited, and the waiter led her to a room.

No matter how prosperous your world is, no matter what kind of Western culture invades or what kind of European thinking is rampant, it can't be changed. The real upper class people, enough to reflect their status, are still presented in the most Chinese way.

And he has a fascinated admiration for the royal and aristocratic style of the past.

The decoration of the clubhouse is pure ancient style, Yisheng just scanned it slightly, and he could guess, is this a clubhouse opened by the nearby business tycoons?
It was quite quiet during the day, and even the echo of stepping on the floor seemed a little too loud.

The beautiful waitress took her into a private room.

The carved antique doors and windows, if not for the inlaid glass, would have given her the illusion of time travel.

And this place is different from the imitation of retro that you see outside. There is a sense of history here. Whether it is the threshold just crossed or the ornaments placed for decoration, they all look like ancient things that have been baptized by history.

"Master, Miss Bai is here."

After the waiter finished speaking, he made a gesture of please.

Yisheng walked towards the place where the beaded curtain hangs, but he didn't expect that there is another cave inside, outside the curtain, there is a small balcony, and old man Feng is sitting there.

In fact, old man Feng's health didn't get better just because he was discharged from the hospital. After all, although people are awake, organ failure can be avoided no matter what.

His life is counting down.

Yisheng approached, "Master."

Old Man Feng turned his head and smiled kindly at her, "Miss Bai, you are so presumptuous to ask you out, you won't be offended?"

"The old man was joking." If he sees her, she will fly here even if he flies.

"Does Miss Bai know why I asked Miss Bai to come out today?" Old Man Feng coughed lightly. No one knew better than him what his physical condition was like.

(End of this chapter)