Chapter 2207: The True Meaning of Word Spirits (28)

Chapter 2207: Chapter 2207: The True Meaning of Word Spirits (28)

The hall was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

Besides Old Master Fei and Fei Youping, there were no others.

Fei Youping had originally thought that bringing in Old Master Fei might provide some room for maneuver.

Who would have thought it would turn out like this.

"Dad, that young master of the Zhang Family... How can Jin Xue marry into that family? Isn’t that ruining Jin Xue’s entire life?"

Old Master Fei remained silent for a long time and then asked, "Did Fei Jiang say that you wanted to arrange this marriage for the adopted daughter?"

"..."

Fei Youping had no explanation.

Fei Youping’s lips moved a few times, struggling to make a sound.

She gave Fei Jinxue a look.

Fei Jinxue immediately hugged Old Master Fei’s arm and cried out, "Grandpa, I haven’t finished my studies yet, I can’t settle down with a marriage contract this early..."

"Grandpa, you’re the one who loves me the most, you must help me."

Among his children, the one Old Master Fei loved the most was Fei Youping.

So even though Fei Youping had a child out of wedlock, he allowed her to stay well within the Fei Family and even gave her company shares.

When Fei Jinxue was born, Old Master Fei was very fond of her.

—爷爷倒是很疼爱您的女儿,别人家的女儿却是工具,想怎么利用就怎么利用.

Old Master Fei randomly thought of Fei Jiang’s words.

Did he do wrong?

Old Master Fei didn’t feel he was wrong.

He did everything for the Fei Family.

If he hadn’t acted that way in the past, would there even be a Fei Family now, would he have his moments of glory?

"I’ll find a way to handle this," Old Master Fei rebelled against Fei Jiang’s warning, completely ignoring it.

Fei Jinxue was delighted: "Thank you, Grandpa, you’re the best to me."

"Alright, stop crying now."

Fei Jinxue immediately wiped her tears and smiled: "Hmm, Grandpa, are you hungry? Let’s go home and have something to eat first."

Old Master Fei looked at the empty main house, not even a servant in sight, and his anger rose again.

"Let’s go."

-

Fei Jiang was visibly in a bad mood, not saying a word upon going upstairs.

"What are you thinking?"

Chuzheng waved her hand in front of him.

Fei Jiang’s eyes moved around and gradually focused.

"Which level of hell do you think I’ll end up in?"

"..." How should I know! I don’t work down there, if you ask me who should I ask. Chuzheng paused for two seconds: "You’ll know once you’re dead."

Fei Jiang heard this and wasn’t angry; for some reason, he wanted to laugh.

"Little one, what will you do if I die?"

Rewind, or start a new Chapter, what else can you do?

Chuzheng didn’t say this, prevented by the King’s Account just in time.

"If you die, I’ll die too."

Fei Jiang raised an eyebrow: "Are you going to join me in death, little one?"

"..." Think what you want.

Fei Jiang reached out to hug her: "What can I do, I like you more and more."

Chuzheng hesitated, encouraging him: "Keep it up, you can do it!"

"Pfft..."

Fei Jiang laughed as he buried his face in Chuzheng’s neck, his warm breath brushing against her neck, tickling and burning.

How it turned into an indescribable situation later, neither Chuzheng nor Fei Jiang could quite remember.

-

"Mo Chuzheng, aren’t you going too far!"

The man rubbed his wrist, glaring angrily at the young girl opposite him.

"Can’t handle it?"

Fei Jiang’s chest was heaving: "Do you use your power to... do such things?"

Chuzheng justified herself: "I like it, what’s it to you?"

Fei Jiang’s mouth twitched: "You use it on me, so do you think I should care?"

His body!

His!

Your speech magic can kill without a trace, why must you use it for...

Fei Jiang felt ashamed just thinking about it.

"I just like using it on you."

"..."

Chuzheng discovered that using speech magic on Fei Jiang had no backlash, although she wasn’t sure if it was because it didn’t harm him or for some other reason.

And it could enhance proficiency.

To not use it seemed like a waste of the Good Person Card.

Fei Jiang didn’t want to argue with Chuzheng, so full of nonsense, and sulked into the bathroom.

Chuzheng threw on a random piece of clothing and went downstairs, knocking on the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

"Don’t come in!"

The man’s voice, combined with the sound of water, came out in a mix of anger and embarrassment.

Chuzheng folded her arms, leaning against the door without any intent of entering.

"Do you think your old man will agree to Fei Jinxue’s marriage?"

The sound of water in the bathroom decreased.

"Whether he agrees or not isn’t important; he doesn’t have the final say now."

Chuzheng: "He’s controlled the Fei Family for so long, so even if he steps down now, he may still have connections."

"I know."

Fei Jiang naturally understood, but Fei Jinxue had to marry that fool from the Zhang Family.

Whatever abilities the old man had, he could use them.

He could control the entire Fei Family, so he didn’t care about such small waves.

The bathroom door slid open with a ’swish,’ the man casually draped in a bathrobe, standing there with a mix of moist air.

His voice was somewhat low, like it was infused with mist: "Don’t you want to ask me anything?"

Chuzheng was puzzled: "Ask what?"

"You heard just now that I have issues, aren’t you scared?"

I’m scared to death.

But what can I do!

Chuzheng shifted to business mode: "I fear no one, not even you."

Fei Jiang’s hand clenched at his side, his voice becoming darker: "What if one day... one day I lose control and maybe hurt you?"

Chuzheng nonchalantly asked: "Have you ever lost control in front of me?"

Fei Jiang: "..."

Apparently not.

Not only did he not lose control, but he always calmed down in her presence.

The young girl outside the door wore his shirt, its long hem just covering her thighs.

Her long, straight legs seemed like works of art, even her nails shone with a faint luster.

Slowly, she spoke: "Fei Jiang, I believe in you."

Fei Jiang’s heart skipped a beat, then started racing out of control, losing its rhythm.

Believe in him... Believe in what?

He didn’t even believe in himself.

How could she say it so firmly?

Fei Jiang wanted to refute her, but couldn’t find the right words, pinching his blush-tinged lips: "Want to shower together?"

Chuzheng raised an eyebrow: "Not afraid I’ll do something to you?"

Fei Jiang turned his head, a bit flustered: "... Coming or not?"

"Don’t regret it."

"..."

Fei Jiang pretended to close the door.

Chuzheng reached out to block, slipping into the bathroom.

-

Old Master Fei lived in Fei Youping’s villa, even though Mo Xiangqiu and Fei Youping were now married, Old Master Fei still didn’t like Mo Xiangqiu.

Chuzheng heard from the main house servants’ gossip that Mo Xiangqiu had already been scolded by Old Master Fei several times.

Mo Xiangqiu himself hadn’t achieved anything significant and didn’t have much capability; his only merit was being handsome.

In Old Master Fei’s eyes, someone like him was just a shell, without substance.

Fei Youping could’ve married better, but he delayed her.

Therefore, Old Master Fei couldn’t like him.

If it weren’t for Old Master Fei needing to resolve the matter with Fei Jinxue, the drama on that side would be even more entertaining.

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