Chapter 17: Remember Your Identity
Josie's face turned pale when she heard this. Even if she had been prepared, she would still feel uncomfortable when she heard such words.
But if Feng Tingchuan didn't come here to see her jokes, what could he do.
"Feng Sanye. Josie suddenly laughed, "If you're here to talk to Jing Rou Qingqing and me, can I trouble you to go to the side and Qingqing and me?" At least, don't let her see that kind of picture!
"......" Feng Tingchuan's pupils twitched, and he looked at Josie coldly, "What do you call me?"
The title of Feng Sanye is unfamiliar to the bones. It was the first time he had heard Josie call him that.
"I call you the third master. Why, what's wrong?" Josie asked lightly, "After all, I have nothing to do with you anymore. ā
Feng Tingchuan looked at Josie steadily. Half a day later, he sneered sarcastically: "When is your turn to teach me to do things?" Josie, you look in the mirror. Are you worthy?"
"Yes, I'm not worthy!" Josie looked at him sadly, "It is precisely because I am not worthy of you to be the third master that I don't want to continue to defile your eyes." ā
Feng Tingchuan frowned: "You are not qualified to influence these things. ā
Jing Rou rolled her eyes, and suddenly tugged at Feng Tingchuan's sleeve: "Tingchuan, I suddenly have an idea." ā
Feng Tingchuan looked down at Jing Rou, his eyebrows suddenly became gentle, and even a little deliberate: "You might as well talk about this idea." ā
His attitude now was very different from the attitude he had just treated Josie. Quietly and softly smiled proudly, and whispered: "Why don't you stay here and marry Josie?"
"Quiet and soft!"
Josie's face turned white in an instant, and she always overestimated the bottom line of Quiet Soft.
Feng Tingchuan glanced at Qiao Xi coldly and bowed his head: "This idea is good." ā
As soon as they heard this, Qiao Zhenguo and An Zhen hurriedly stood up and gave up the best position to Feng Tingchuan.
Feng Tingchuan sat down and looked at Josie and the man with indifferent eyes.
"Feng Tingchuan!" Josie couldn't stand it anymore and asked loudly, "You've forced me to marry this person, isn't that enough?" Do you have to give me a marriage certificate yourself to feel satisfied?"
Feng Tingchuan was unmoved: "Josie, remember your identity." You are not qualified, ask me these questions. ā
Josie felt a fishy sweetness in her throat, almost vomiting blood.
She hadn't eaten or drunk for a long time, and she was physically exhausted. I lost my temper again just now, and now my physical strength is even worse.
Josie stared at Feng Tingchuan blankly for a long time, and finally looked away in silence.
He is the high-ranking Feng Sanye, and she is just a prisoner who has been released from prison.
She was so weak that she couldn't resist him. It was a few years ago, and it's a few years later.
In this case, she could only give up the idea of resisting for the time being.
It's just that she won't give up forever.
......
Next, Josie didn't do anything more, and silently carried out the various rituals of the wedding with the man who didn't know where to find him.
After the ceremony, it is time to send it into the cave room.
Qiao Zhenguo asked Butler Fang to drive and take Josie to her and the man's "new house".
Jing Rou begged Feng Tingchuan: "Tingchuan, let's also follow Josie and go to see her new home, right?"
"What's so beautiful?" Feng Tingchuan said coldly, "That kind of woman will only dirty your eyes." ā
"Yes, Jingrou, don't go. Qiao Zhenguo also disagreed with Quiet and Soft. After all, Quiet Rou can bring him a lot of benefits right now, and it's too late for him to hold Quiet Rou in the palm of his hand, how can he let her get in touch with that harsh environment, "That kind of place is not something that a daughter like you can stay in at all." ā
Quietly smiled softly, "No, Dad." I really care about Josie. "How can she rest assured if she didn't see with her own eyes what kind of suffering Josie was suffering.
Seeing that Jing Rou was so persistent, Qiao Zhenguo had no choice but to look at Feng Tingchuan: "Third Master Feng, what do you mean ......?"
"Yes. ā
Feng Tingchuan was silent and frowned slightly.
"Really? That's great. Jing Rou was suddenly pleasantly surprised, "Thank you, Tingchuan." ā
"Hmm. ā
Feng Tingchuan responded indifferently, took Jing Rou into the sports car he came to, and drove away quickly.
The other side.
In the wedding car, Josie silently looked at the scenery by the car window, and watched the buildings on both sides of the car window become more and more dilapidated and rotten. Seeing that if this car drove any further, it should have driven into the slums.
Josie frowned and couldn't help but ask the groom of the wedding, "Where is the new house?"
"IāI don't know. ā
As soon as the man was accosted by Josie, his face turned red, and he was silent for a long time before he could hold back this sentence.
Josie was disappointed for a while, frowned and asked Steward Fang, "Steward Fang." Since this marriage was decided by the Qiao family, the new house must have been arranged by the Qiao family, right?"
"Yes. Steward Fang smiled coldly as he drove, "Miss, don't worry, everything is the best arrangement." The old man specially arranged the most suitable environment for you, and the third master Feng also specially arranged this man. You should feel honored!"
Josie glared at him with an ugly face: "Your so-called suitable place for me should not be a slum, right?"
"Hey......
Steward Fang didn't answer directly, just smiled sadly and refused to speak again.
The car continued to drive down for a while, and sure enough, it was in the slum.
Steward Fang got out of the car, pulled the door for Josie, and made a "please" gesture: "Miss, get out of the car." ā
Josie looked up at the crumbling buildings of the slum, her face was gloomy to the extreme, and she got out of the car with difficulty.
Steward Fang asked the bodyguards and maids who came with him to "help" Josie into the new house that Qiao's family had prepared early in the morning.
The so-called new house is actually just a cheap 100-square-meter house. As soon as Josie entered, she felt very cramped, when had she ever lived in such a house in her life.
Steward Fang sneered: "From today onwards, this is the eldest lady's home." Miss, you'd better get used to it early. Otherwise, you'll be the one who suffers! Okay, let's set up a banquet here. ā
As he spoke, Steward Fang clapped his hands.
Immediately, the maids came over and put the various drinks and dishes on the table. All of these things are shoddy, and they are obviously foolish.
Josie looked at those things with a frown, and felt a wave of disgust in her heart. Who would be in the mood to eat something like this? Anyway, even if she was extremely hungry, she didn't want to eat it.
"I'll go first. ā
Josie coldly dropped a sentence and was about to go back to her room.
Steward Fang smiled maliciously: "Miss, you have been hungry for so long, do you really not eat?"
"I don't eat it!"
Josie's tone was firm.
Steward Fang still wanted to persuade again.
At this time, Feng Tingchuan's indifferent voice suddenly came from downstairs: "Since she doesn't want to eat, let her be hungry." ā