kingnovel Chapter 371 Unexpected
Chapter 371 Unexpected
After Feng Jiuqing walked into the gate of Feng Garden, he found it quiet all around, which was different from what he had expected. According to past experience, he would be taken to the old madman as soon as he returned to Feng Garden, so why didn't he do that this time?
It is not a happy thing that accidents keep happening. He does not like this kind of deviating from expectations.
Silence spread between the two of them. The atmosphere was so tense that the forsythia in the flowerpot no longer swayed in the wind as freely and comfortably as before. It slightly closed its petals to reduce its presence.
Feng Jiuqing was lost in thought and didn't notice that Feng Yuan's attire had been completely renewed. The dull and complicated decorations of the past had disappeared, replaced by another warm and elegant attire, which was his favorite style.
"There's no need to keep staring at me like this. We're already at Feng Garden, how can I run away?" Feng Jiuqing glanced at someone who looked aggrieved, and a surge of anger surged in his heart, and his tone became increasingly cold and hard.
Yan Xun paused. Was it obvious that he was peeking? He had searched three thousand worlds before finally finding his young master here. Was it wrong for him to just want to see him a few more times?
The light in his eyes disappeared in an instant. Yan Xun lowered his eyes, feeling lonely as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. He opened his thin lips slightly and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through. Don't be angry, Master."
Feng Jiuqing: “…”
Does anyone know what it feels like to punch into cotton? This guy forced him to return to Fengyuan to face the storm, but he didn't feel wronged. Why would this guy feel wronged?
Didn't she just say one sentence to him? Why did she cry in front of him? How could a man be so delicate? His eyes were red after just one sentence. If he said a few more words, would he have to perform a flooding show for him?
If an ordinary person showed this expression in front of him, Feng Jiuqing would let him go. But this housekeeper was different. Yan Xun was a dangerous time bomb to him. This was the best time to make things worse. After all, being kind to the enemy was being cruel to oneself.
"Feng Garden doesn't need a housekeeper who can't even manage his emotions, and I don't need one even more. I always speak harshly. If you can't accept it, you can leave at any time." Feng Jiuqing suppressed the inexplicable pity in his heart, stood indifferently at the door of the villa, with a cold look in his eyes.
Yan Xun had mixed feelings for a moment. Ever since he was picked up by the Lord God, the Lord God had always been very gentle to him. He had rarely seen such a strange and cold expression on the Lord God's face, especially when the object of his indifference was him.
After searching for my beloved for thousands of times, I finally met him/her again, but we didn't recognize each other. The gentle concern and care of the past turned into cold expressions and words, which were no longer the same as before.
So, 001, you really deserve to die! Yan Xun's desire to kill 001 reached its peak at this moment, second only to the time when 001 betrayed the Lord God.
"Master, rest assured. I have received professional training and the situation you described will not happen."
Yan Xun still had a gentle smile on his face, with slightly red eyes, and a feeling of brokenness directly hit Feng Jiuqing's heart.
Feng Jiuqing rarely has such complicated feelings towards someone. Logically, he should drive this person away, but deep down he always inexplicably has different emotions towards this potential danger and is inexplicably reluctant to let go.
This person must be sent by God to defeat him, the kind that is born to defeat him! How could such a person exist? He had only known this person for a few days, and he had been soft-hearted more times than in the past few years, but he had never been a soft-hearted person.
Could it be that this person had cast a spell on him?
Feng Jiuqing took a deep breath and said indifferently: "It would be better this way. What does Old Man Feng want me to do this time?"
The old madman is what Feng Jiuqing calls him in private. In front of others, Feng Jiuqing usually calls him Old Man Feng. After all, it is not the time to break off with that old thing yet.
A trace of doubt flashed in Yan Xun's eyes. Who is the old man Feng that the young master mentioned? His surname is Feng and he is an old man. Could he be the young master's grandfather, the current head of the Feng family?
It is rumored that the head of the Feng family dotes on the young master very much and has been raising him since he was a child. Later, when the young master grew up, he even built a manor for him alone. Even the name Feng Garden was given by the young master.
The young master was also very ambitious, graduating from university at the age of 18. He was originally going to take over the company directly, but the young master wanted to continue studying, so the head of the Feng family donated a building to the young master's university.
Everyone in the outside world knows that the young master of the Feng family is the heir to Dingfeng, and is also the golden grandson held in the palm of the hand of the head of the Feng family. From childhood to adulthood, he has never said a harsh word to him.
The young master also calls the head of the Feng family "Old Man Feng", which shows that their relationship between grandfather and grandson is really very good on weekdays.
Before, those people in Feng Garden only dared to bully the young master behind his back because he was kind-hearted. The Feng family had many people in charge and they might not know what happened in Feng Garden.
Yan Xun thought about it carefully, then shook his head, "Master, the Patriarch didn't tell me what I need you to do. Do you need me to ask the Patriarch?"
No? How could it be possible? If it wasn't the old madman who asked the housekeeper to bring him to Fengyuan, could it be someone else?
I don’t know what this butler is pretending to be. Does he think he will believe such a clumsy lie?
"Jingle Bell--"
Yan Xun saw the three words "Master Feng" on the phone and smiled slightly: "Young Master and the Master are really in tune with each other. The Master called me just after you asked."
Yan Xun slid his finger across the screen, and soon the familiar voice that made Feng Jiuqing feel sick came from the phone.
"Butler Yan, have you taken Jiuqing back to Fengyuan?"
Yan Xun responded, and the voice from inside was still kind, "Tell Jiuqing to wait for me in the basement, he knows the location."
Basement? What was the purpose of sending the young master to the basement? Was there some kind of commercial secret that couldn't be disclosed?
Feng Jiuqing glanced at Yan Xun mockingly and sneered, "Got it."
After saying that, he no longer cared about Yan Xun and directly opened the door of the basement and walked in. It was pitch black inside, without a trace of light, as if a monster that wanted to devour people was baring its fangs and claws in the place where there was no sunlight.
Yan Xun had a bad feeling in his heart. Is this kind of place really suitable for discussing business secrets? Why does he feel that this kind of place is more suitable for doing things that are not seen in the light of day?
Seeing Feng Jiuqing enter the basement, Yan Xun immediately followed him. He saw Feng Jiuqing walking alone in the basement without turning on the lights. It was pitch black, but Feng Jiuqing did not pause for the slightest, as if he had been there a thousand times.
Is it true that every important matter of the Feng family is discussed in the basement?
Humans have strange habits. As a system, Yan Xun doesn't quite understand this operation. After all, humans are not systems. Whether it's night or day, it won't affect the vision of the system. But as long as humans don't have light, they are no different from being blind.
After dealing with the Feng family head for a few words and hanging up the phone, Yan Xun suddenly felt that the basement was terribly quiet. The only sound he could hear was his and the young master's breathing.
"Tah——"
White light suddenly illuminated the basement. Feng Jiuqing narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his hand to block the glaring light.
"what are you doing?"