After the fraudulent death, the six sons brutally abused the boss

Chapter 695 What do you like about her?
Father Feng's appearance made the scene awkward for half a second.

Yao Zirang reacted quickly, and explained seriously to him: "Uncle, please give me a chance, and I will prove to you that I am sincere to Ruolan."

"No."

"..."

Father Feng's answer really caught people off guard.

The tone sounded like a child's quarrel, Feng Jingcheng and Shi Wanyan listened to it, and almost laughed out loud, but fortunately they held back.

Feng's mother, who always spoke with Feng's father, suddenly spoke.

"Old man, you don't give people face like this, can we still have a good meal? Do you want to drive people away before the meal?"

Father Feng didn't expect his wife to scold him, so he gave him a surprised look.

It turned out that no one in the entire room was on his side.

Even his most beloved children were playing together, not intending to join the conversation of the adults at all, and to help out with a few words.

My heart is inexplicably blocked.

He snorted through the tip of his nose.

"Dinner!"

It just so happened that the meal was ready, the housekeeper and servants set up the dishes, and everyone moved to the dining room to eat.

Feng Ruolan sat between her mother and Yao Zirang.

Yao Zirang gave food to Feng's mother very sensibly, "Auntie."

"Hey, thank you, you're being polite."

Then, he pinched Feng's father again: "Uncle."

However, Father Feng deliberately pretended not to hear, and ate on his own.

Seeing this, Mother Feng pushed his elbow, but he glared at him angrily.

"Don't eat or sleep without talking, do you understand the rules?"

"Heh, what rules do you old man say, you are the person who talks the most at the dinner table."

Feng's father was so red-faced by her that his blood vessels were about to burst.

Fortunately, Liu Baobao opened his mouth at this time, "Uncle Zi Rang, give me, give me the piece of meat you picked up."

Yao Zirang smiled and put the meat into his bowl.

I didn't feel embarrassed at all because of being rejected.

Feng Ruolan felt extremely guilty.

The meal was very awkward, because of the low air pressure of Feng's father, everyone stopped talking sensiblely.

Fortunately, there is a pistachio called Xiaotaozi, who babbles and babbles and praises how delicious the food is, which makes the adults laugh.

The awkward atmosphere was relieved.

The seven children played a major role in adjusting the atmosphere at this time.

Although it wasn't necessarily talking and laughing, but after eating a meal, Feng's father's anger also subsided a lot.

The main anger comes from Fengmu.

Because no one spoke with him, he always felt isolated from his family.

He originally thought that Feng's mother would object to Yao Zirang's relationship with Feng Ruolan just like him.

In the end, she didn't expect that she accepted Yao Zirang very quickly.

The attitude changed very quickly, Yao Zirang was coaxed into submission after a few moments, and during the meal time, Mother Feng treated him as her son-in-law.

No matter how you look at it, you are satisfied.

Father Feng felt that things couldn't go on like this.

After dinner, just as everyone was about to go to the living room to watch TV and chat, Father Feng suddenly stood behind Yao Zirang.

"You, come with me."

Seeing this, Feng Ruolan hurriedly said, "I'll go too."

"I only allow him to come here alone."

She still wanted to fight for the opportunity, but Yao Zirang patted her shoulder and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't worry, I can do it."

"Be careful, if my dad beats you, don't be so stupid."

Yao Zirang gestured with his eyes to reassure her.

Father Feng just happened to hear these words, and was very angry.

"Why didn't you worry about him beating your dad?!"

After finishing speaking, he turned angrily and went upstairs.

Feng Ruolan's heart skipped a beat, she knew that she had offended her father, but now she could only watch Yao Zirang go upstairs.

"Sit down, they will probably talk for a long time."

Mother Feng's voice came.

Feng Ruolan was a little worried, "Mom, Dad won't really do anything to him, will he?"

"Originally there wasn't, but Dad overheard what you said, maybe it's backfired." Feng Jingcheng interrupted.

She turned pale when her brother said that.

Mother Feng glared at her son, and quickly comforted her: "Don't think too much, Zi Rang is not a fool, even if your father wants to do something, he won't be beaten."

"Mom, why is Dad so hostile to Zi Rang?"

"Do you need to ask? He had a little feud with the old man of the Yao family. Your father is quite vengeful. The previous conflicts in business have been in the past for decades, and he still takes it to heart. I watched Zi let the boy It's not bad, there is no need to involve the younger generation in the matter of the previous generation..."

Mother Feng recounted the little grievances and grievances of the previous generation in detail.

Even Feng Jingcheng was surprised.

"I've never heard that the Yao family and the Feng family had a festival."

"Of course, how much face your father lost at that time, he definitely wouldn't say it. The old man of the Yao family felt that he had done nothing wrong, so naturally he wouldn't say it. It's not like he hasn't experienced things like grabbing business. I really don't know Why is your father still so vengeful..."

Hearing this, Feng Ruolan glanced worriedly at the stairs, feeling more and more worried.

Compared to the liveliness of the living room, the two men in the study seemed quieter.

After Yao Zirang followed Feng's father into the study, he stood still.

Feng's father turned his back to him, took the watering device to water his potted plants, and then fiddled with the fish in the bathtub, leaving Yao Zi to dry on purpose.

What Yao Zirang lacked most was patience, so he simply wandered around the study, admiring the calligraphy works and antiques on the bookshelves.

Until Father Feng couldn't bear it anymore, he turned his head and took a peek at him.

"Don't break my antiques."

"Uncle has a good eye, and he managed to collect so many high-quality porcelains."

"Oh, you know porcelain?"

"I understand a little bit. When I was in college, I went to the auction house with my aunt to work as a summer job for a while, so I got to know a little bit."

Father Feng snorted from the tip of his nose, and his eyes changed slightly.

"I ask you."

"Uncle can ask whatever you want."

"What do you like about my Ruolan?"

"I like everything about her."

"Really? You even like her having a father like me?"

"Aiwujiwu, this is what it should be."

"Oh, so you mean I don't have Aiwujiwu anymore?"

Yao Zirang was taken aback by Feng's father's harsh words, and then laughed.

I have to say that his facial features are already handsome, and when he smiles, he is as warm as the sun.

Father Feng felt a little glaring for some reason.

"why are you laughing?"

"I know that my uncle is hostile to me because he cares too much about Ruolan. I can understand how you feel."

"You know shit."

"Ruolan also cares about you."

"Don't use such words to make me happy. I'm not as easy to deceive as your aunt."

Although Father Feng's tone of voice was a little disdainful, Yao Zirang could already tell from his demeanor and eyes that he was a little soft-hearted.

So Yao Zirang continued to attack.

"Uncle, why don't you speak directly, how can you agree to my marriage with Ruo Lan?"

Father Feng paused while feeding the fish, then suddenly raised his head to meet Yao Zirang's eyes.

At that moment, Yao Zirang saw the extremely serious scrutiny in his eyes.

*
two hours later.

Feng Ruolan, who was sitting in the living room, was in a panic, and Feng's mother was still persuading her.

"Ruolan, don't worry too much, he will definitely be able to handle it."

"I guess I'll go up and have a look."

"Here, they're going downstairs!"

As soon as Mother Feng finished speaking, everyone's eyes shifted to the stairs at the same time.

I saw two men walking down both, with expressionless faces, showing no emotion.

(End of this chapter)