For Yan Yuntian's words, Yan Feipeng didn't particularly agree, and couldn't help saying:

"You saw it with your own eyes when you were in the hospital last time. When this rich second generation went out, he just grabbed it with both hands... Ah Rao is extraordinarily tolerant towards this rich second generation."

"At the time, I thought that Ah Rao spared Xuan Su only because of Xuan Su's face. Now that I think about it, it is obvious that Ah Rao is partial to this rich second generation."

Yan Feipeng felt very uncomfortable when he said this.

Yan Yuntian's expression remained unchanged, but he still insisted on his own ideas, saying:

"Father, have you ever thought about it? If the mother really has the idea of ​​having children, if she doesn't find you, but finds other men, what is the first consideration?"

"Ah Rao's starting point is to cultivate successors for Fengxi Mountain. Naturally, talent in martial arts is the most important." Yan Feipeng replied.

"That's right." Yan Yuntian nodded, "What does the rich second generation have? It's nothing more than being rich and good-looking. My mother is not short of money. As for being handsome, it's even more ridiculous. Do you think that just a face can fascinate you?" Do you live in such a dignified figure as your mother?"

When Yan Feipeng heard it, he felt that it made sense, but he still had some doubts, "But just now, Ah Rao heard that the rich second generation came, and the smiling face..."

"I think it's because of my aunt's face that my mother is so polite. After all, you have seen that although there is no blood relationship between mother and aunt, there are almost no sisters." Yan Yuntian said.

"That rich second generation and your aunt are just friends, but Ah Rao is like that." Yan Feipeng questioned.

"There is one thing, father, you may not know yet." Yan Yuntian's face was full of jealousy.

"What is it?" Yan Feipeng was curious.

"That rich second generation is actually my aunt's husband." Yan Yuntian almost squeezed these words through his teeth.

"The number one beauty in the hidden world actually has a husband?!" Yan Feipeng was stunned.

"That's right, my aunt told me this personally." Yan Yuntian said slowly:

"On the day of my aunt's wedding, the sect was suddenly attacked. When facing the enemy, my aunt was injured and lost part of her memory, and she forgot many things, including her husband. Only when they met again recently, did my aunt recover memory."

"However, according to my aunt, her husband also lost his memory. Some time ago, my aunt was sad about this. I thought she looked wrong, so I asked casually, and she told me the truth."

Hearing this secret, Yan Feipeng was secretly startled for a moment, "Xuan Su's husband is the rich second generation?"

"Auntie didn't specify the name of this person, but just told me that he was a secular middle-class rich man. But in my opinion, the rich man my aunt mentioned must be the rich second generation. Otherwise, how could my aunt Then protect him, even at the expense of getting Fengxishan out." Yan Yuntian said.

Yan Feipeng nodded, and some doubts that had been lingering in his mind before were also solved, but suddenly realized a problem.

"A rich second generation in the world, what qualifications do you have to marry your aunt?"

Feng Xuansu's original sect is much, much stronger than Fengxi Mountain. As the daughter of the sect, Feng Xuansu's status can be imagined, and she is not in the same class as the rich second generation in the secular world.

The gap between the two is like that of a commoner and a princess in ancient times.

"After hearing what my aunt said, I had the same question as you. And I also asked my aunt, and she answered me." Yan Yuntian's face became even uglier.

"Oh, why?" Yan Feipeng asked.

"A few years ago, that rich second-generation hiker accidentally lost his way, broke into the territory of my aunt's sect, and even encountered a beast." Yan Yuntian's eyes were full of jealous flames:

"That rich second generation was about to become a food for beasts, but at this moment, my aunt passed by, rescued that rich second generation, and... fell in love with him at first sight, even if it was him. Afterwards, he insisted on marrying him regardless of his parents' objection!"

After Yan Feipeng heard this, out of the inertia of a man, he couldn't help but envy the luck of this rich second generation.

Such miraculous encounters are probably rare in ancient and modern times, right? !

"You mean, Xuansu also told Ah Rao about this matter. Ah Rao regards Xuan Su as a family member, loves the house, and even Xuansu's husband as a family member, so she is extra tolerant towards that rich second generation." Is that so?" Yan Feipeng returned to the previous topic again.

"Yes." Yan Yuntian nodded, and said with hatred: "That rich second generation has accumulated many lifetimes of blessings to be lucky enough to be my aunt's husband in this life, and even a noble married female suzerain of a hermit sect It seems that this is absolutely impossible!"

After hearing Yan Yuntian's analysis for a while, Yan Feipeng was completely dismissed. Feng Rao had other thoughts about Wang Haoran.

"I know you have conflicts with that rich second generation. But now your mother is so tolerant to him, so don't go against him in the future. And in terms of seniority, you still have to call him little uncle. If you count, everyone It's one of our own." Yan Feipeng explained.

Yan Yuntian snorted coldly.

Get along peacefully with that rich second generation? This is absolutely impossible.

This damned rich second generation stole his heart and soul, Feng Xuansu, and got very close to his ex-fiancee Ning Aoxue and Feng Anna, even living under the same roof.

No matter what, he couldn't swallow this breath.

Yan Yuntian still had hope before, thinking that his hidden illness would be cured, so he had the idea of ​​being able to get Feng Xuansu back. For this reason, he didn't want to break faces with Feng Xuansu, so he didn't kill Wang Haoran.

But now, Yan Yuntian knew that his hidden illness would never get better.

In other words, even taking back Feng Xuansu is useless.

Yan Yuntian had already made up his mind to kill Wang Haoran.

It's just that he is still seriously injured and can't do this.

But it doesn't matter, there is a little doctor Xian Bian Suwen to treat him, and within a month, his injury will be completely healed.

At that time, it will be the time for this rich second generation to die!

In Yan Yuntian's eyes, killing intent kept emerging.

Yan Feipeng caught his emotion and wanted to persuade him, but suddenly he heard footsteps outside, so he could only keep silent.

Soon, Feng Rao walked into this bedroom with Feng Xuansu and Wang Haoran.

Yan Yuntian looked at Wang Haoran with a calm face.

"Are you recovering well?" Wang Haoran saw that Yan Yuntian's complexion was much better than before, and showed an intriguing smile.

"Yuntian, are you better?" Feng Xuansu walked to the bed and asked.

Because of Wang Haoran, she hated Yan Yuntian. But in terms of seniority, she is Yan Yuntian's aunt after all, and she has not broken her face so far.

Since I came here as a guest, I naturally wanted to see Yan Yuntian, a patient.

Yan Yuntian was not stupid, he could probably guess the intention of Feng Xuansu's actions, so after hearing Feng Xuansu's words, he didn't feel happy at all, but to be polite, he still responded.

"Thank you, Auntie, for your concern."