This extremely ordinary night for most people, whether it is for Su Nuo, Han Lihua, or Feng Haoxi, is by no means calm, many years later, many famous people recall this night, and they can't help but sigh!

Of course, these people are still as small as a speck of dust between heaven and earth, insignificant.

Among them is Feng Haoxi's all-round housekeeper, Feng Dye.

Shangjing, Wind Garden.

This is the ancestral home of the Feng family.

The Feng clan, since ancient times is the son of heaven close ministers, they are good at divination, stargazing, peeking at the fortune of the country, seeking social Ji, prosperous auxiliary country, rebellion in troubled times, along the Chinese thousands of years full of blood and tears of history river, all the way forward, decades ago, the ancestor of the Feng family after watching the sky at night, poured all the family, to help Taizu fight the country, after the fact, it followed the Feng family's thousands of years of tradition, hidden behind the scenes, generation after generation continued the status of the Son of Heaven, until today.

Feng Tianyou, the ancestor of the Feng family, is now more than ninety years old, his spirit is shining, he is old and strong, and his silver hair not only does not bring him the slightest old age, but makes people feel that he is immortal and noble.

He has three sons under his knees, the eldest Fengshi, married his wife Huashi Huayan, who is Feng Haoxi's parents, the second Fengxu, married his wife Ji Ji, and has a daughter Fenghuang, the third Fengyu, who is not married.

Compared with the branches and leaves of other big families, the descendants are prosperous, and the heirs of the Feng family are undoubtedly much thinner, and the Feng family also has branches, but they are not worth mentioning compared to the branches, and the two rarely intersect, so the Feng family is a rare quiet family in Shangjing.

Well, if Hua Yan can be quiet, it is indeed quiet.

Seeing her husband coming back from outside, just like tens of thousands of days in the past, walking directly past her, not even a single look stayed on her, the fire in Hua Yan's heart rose slowly.

For many years, she has never been able to accept it, as the eldest lady of the Hua family, her husband has never looked at her squarely, even if this marriage is what she has worked so hard to get, even if she has firmly believed that there is a will, things can be done, but such **** night and night respect each other' Bing', turning a blind eye year after year, slowly polished her expectations and attachments, and now, except to vent her anger unscrupulously, she could no longer find any other way to show her existence, and when she thought of this, her heart could not help but swell with endless sourness and irony.

"Stop, Feng Shi, you're still not a man? I'll tell you to stop, do you hear it?"

Hua Yan's almost hysterical screams didn't make Feng Shi's footsteps pause, he turned the interior scene in the corner of the wall as usual, and went straight upstairs.

From beginning to end, Hua Yan is regarded as nothing.

Hua Yan stood in place, looking at the back that disappeared on the stairs, her eyes full of tears were full of despair, can she really live a life like this? She has asked herself this more than once, but the answer is the same every time, she is the wife that Feng Shiming Media is marrying, as long as she lives for a day, she will never give up this position to others! Never!

On the other side, Ji Ji and her daughter Fenghuang sat together affectionately, whispering something, as if they had never heard of this scene, after so many years, they have long been used to it, every time Feng Shi comes back, the same scene will be staged once, even the servants next to them should do what to do, there is nothing unusual.

Before Feng Haoxi entered the door, he heard a familiar cry, he frowned without a trace, and went straight past the three women on the sofa and went upstairs.

"Hao'er"

Seeing her only son come back, Hua Yan forgot that she was even angry, she hurriedly stopped him,

"You're back? Have you eaten? Sit down and talk to your mom, right? ”

This son has not been close to her since he was a child, and the older he gets, the more terrifying he becomes, and the darkness and murderous aura that makes her, a mother, sometimes dare not look directly, but so what? Her son is the only bond between her and Feng Shi, and it is also her only bargaining chip, with him, her position as the hostess of the Feng family is stable, and no one can covet it!

Feng Haoxi's footsteps were stunned, if he followed his usual temper, I am afraid that he would directly throw down the word 'no time' and leave, but now, Feng Ran feels that his master is becoming more and more human, unlike before, it is completely a sophisticated, cold computer.

Feng Haoxi's two words 'not free' turned around in his mouth, but he still didn't say it in the end, he didn't suddenly want to chat with this blood mother, but thought that the book "Eighteen Tricks to Teach You to Chase the Goddess" seems to say that girls like their boyfriends to be gentle and loving, okay, just sit for a while, it's not a big deal.

Seeing my son so obedient and well-behaved tonight (are you sure?) Hua Yan couldn't help but take the teacup herself, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him, Feng Haoxi glanced at the white porcelain fine bone cup, and remembered that her kiss and girlfriend were holding the teacup, nestled in the sofa and looking lazy and charming, instinctively took the cup, and held it with both hands like Su Nuo, and her eyes gradually softened.

The wind stained his eyes and nose, and stood to the side with his nose and heart, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, master, this posture of yours is really good! Completely subvert your image of being wise and martial, slaughtering gods and killing demons!

The son is very face-saving, Hua Yan's mood swept away the depression of Fang Cai, and became relaxed and flying, seeing that her son was in a good mood, she seized the opportunity to ask a question that she wanted to know a long time ago,

"Hao'er, I heard that some time ago you were checking a woman with a sexual phoenix?"

Although she had tried her best to be calm, Feng Haoxi still heard a kind of gnashing hatred in her tone.

Checking the identity of the woman surnamed Feng, Feng Haoxi used the resources of the Feng family and did not deliberately hide it from anyone, but after so much time, there was no clue at all, and now that he suddenly heard Hua Yan mention this matter, Feng Haoxi knew that the identity of this woman was probably not simple - how could this woman be simple if she could have a daughter like Su Nuo?

"yes, what do you know?"

Feng Haoxi put down the cup and said the whole sentence in a rare way.

"I" A trace of hatred flashed quickly in Hua Yan's eyes, and just as she wanted to speak, she heard Feng Shi's voice ringing,

"Hao'er, you come up."

Silently putting down the teacup, Feng Haoxi simply got up and left, leaving only the white jade-like cup, which was billowing with green smoke.

In the haze, a face of resentment and pain was reflected.

Feng Shi is a middle-aged man full of books, if you don't know his origin, just look at his appearance, everyone will praise, a humble man like jade, is simply a model of poetry and bookishness.

"Sit down."

Compared with Hua Yan's careful flattery of his son, his attitude is obviously much more indifferent, Feng Haoxi has long been accustomed to his coldness, and when he heard the words, he sat directly opposite him, looked up at him and looked up at him with a seemingly calm, but eager and expectant gaze, and clenched his fist hand. (To be continued.) )

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