Chapter 33: Flying Songs

After a while, outside the hospital, I remembered the popping sound of the stick hitting my body and Wang Meifeng's heart-rending cry.

Lin Feiyu felt extremely happy in her heart, if she hadn't abused herself, how could she suffer this. If you don't give me a good life, then you don't want to live a stable life. Thinking about it, Lin Feiyu's face showed a smile that seemed to be nothing.

Lin Jianwen was very worried that Lin Feiyu would be angry because he was not ruthless in punishing Wang Meifeng, but when he saw Lin Feiyu's smile, he noticed that Lin Feiyu was not angry, and immediately put his mind at ease. He was really afraid that Lin Feiyu would be alienated from him because he was not strict with Wang Meifeng, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

And Lin Feige listened to his mother's painful cries outside the house, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and wanted to say something to intercede for his mother, but because his mother was too much this time, he was afraid of annoying his father's disgust, so he had to worry in the house.

wanted to say something, but when she saw Lin Feiyu's smug expression and Lin Jianwen's affectionate look at Lin Feiyu, her heart instantly understood.

When her mother was beaten, her father was not concerned about her mother first, but worried about Lin Feiyu, and then when she saw the faint smile on Lin Feiyu's face and Lin Jianwen's relieved look. It felt like something was torn in my heart, and my heart hurt and hurt.

She couldn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe it, her father always had no mother in his heart, but he was afraid that he didn't have himself, thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on his face.

In the past, she still fantasized that her father didn't like her because she was not good enough, so she had been working hard to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, until she became one of the best talented women in the capital, and her father saw her and praised her, so she always thought that her father liked excellent children.

But when she saw Lin Jianwen worrying about Lin Feiyu for the first time, she only thought that Lin Jianwen was kind to Lin Feiyu for a while because of guilt in her heart. So she has been working hard in the room to practice calligraphy and piano, striving to let Lin Jianwen see her goodness, let Lin Jianwen like herself, and know that she is his best daughter.

But now that she found out that she was wrong, she found that Lin Jianwen's eyes were full of pampering when he looked at Lin Feiyu, which was completely different from looking at her, and she suddenly felt that she was a joke. She thought that her father liked herself and loved herself, but now that she thinks about it, no matter how good she is, Lin Jianwen only praises herself, which is no different from passers-by. This realization made her heart full of bitterness, and she was even more unwilling, why did she work so hard, but she couldn't get Lin Jianwen's love. Why did Lin Feiyu get Lin Jianwen's attention by doing nothing.

Why, why, why

She shouted in her heart, she was unwilling, she was not convinced, so she looked at Lin Feiyu with resentment.

Why did he work hard there for a long time, just to let Lin Jianwen praise himself, but Lin Feiyu didn't do anything, so he could get Lin Jianwen's care. Lin Feige couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it, Lin Jianwen's gaze at Lin Feiyu was completely the look of a loving father looking at his favorite children.

Thanks to her and her mother's design, she did everything possible to drive Lin Feiyu away, thinking that as long as Lin Feiyu was driven away, Lin Jianwen would see the good of himself and his mother, and he would care about himself. She will become the concubine of the Lin Mansion, and over the years, she has also demanded this from herself.

But only now did she realize how ridiculous she was thinking. No matter what he does, he can't replace Lin Feiyu's position in Lin Jianwen's heart.

She had no choice but to stare at Lin Feiyu fiercely, obviously she was driven to Zhuangzi, what did she do when she came back, the more Lin Feige thought about it, the more unwilling she became, and her eyes became more and more cold.

Lin Feiyu noticed Lin Feige's angry gaze, smiled at her, and didn't take Lin Feige's anger to heart, if her mother was suffering by herself, she still smiled at herself, it would be abnormal.

At this moment, Lin Feige's heart was only afraid that he was going to scold himself to death.

Lin Feiyu didn't care what she thought of herself, she only knew that since the death of the original owner, there was an endless mortal enmity between them, and there would never be any possibility of reconciliation.

Also, Lin Feige looks pure and good on the surface, seemingly harmless, but Lin Feiyu has never lowered his guard against her.

Because she knew that Lin Feige seemed to be pure, but in fact she was a genuine white lotus, and she would only be elegant and dignified in front of people, she never believed that Lin Feige was a woman without scheming. If she really has no scheming, then how did she become one of the best talented women in the capital, and how could she mix in the aristocratic circle as a concubine.

It's just that since Lin Feiyu entered the mansion, Lin Feige has never felt sorry for himself. It doesn't seem to mind what you look like at all. But Lin Feiyu never believed that Lin Feige was a simple person, in her opinion, such a talent was the most terrifying, and the scheming was the deepest.

So although she got along with her on the surface, she never lowered her guard against her.

Lin Feige has been quiet these days, I'm afraid that he is waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the right opportunity to get rid of himself, or looking forward to the day when he will soar into the sky and trample himself under his feet forever.

Because she didn't believe that Lin Feige was used to being the concubine of the Lin Mansion, and after enjoying the treatment of the concubine of the Lin Mansion, she could still accept the identity and treatment of the concubine.