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It was already past five in the afternoon when he had left Zhang Sisi's house. Zhang Sisi had originally invited her to have dinner at the movies, but Lin Yeyue had politely declined.

Last time's late return caused Feng Yu to have a great deal of opinions. She could not repeat the same mistake, or else, she would be finding trouble.

Tomorrow, she would still have to return to the Lin Clan to attend the banquet. Just as Feng Yu had said, if she did not bring Feng Yu back tomorrow, her grandfather would definitely be very disappointed in her.

Sitting in the car home, Lin Xin found a blurry photo on his phone.

In the photo, a beautiful young woman sat beneath a willow tree. Her expression was calm and graceful as she looked at the camera with a sweet smile.

Lin Ming looked on, his eyes turning red for some unknown reason. The word 'mother' was something unfamiliar to her.

She had never seen her mother before when she was born. When her grandmother was still alive, she was the little princess of the Lin Family, but after her grandmother passed away, her status in the Lin Family instantly disappeared.

Therefore, no matter what her grandfather's goal was to push her over to Feng Yu, she still wouldn't be able to hold a grudge against her grandfather.

In recent years, the Lin Clan's business wasn't doing well. Grandfather had obviously aged quite a bit, and in less than half a year, half of his hair had turned white.

Lin Ru saw this in her eyes and felt pain in her heart. If she could help her grandfather through this crisis and revive the Lin Clan, she would have no other thoughts.

When he thought about how he was clearly marrying Feng Yu with a goal in mind, but was preoccupied with the matter of the divorce, he felt that it really shouldn't be.

For five years, her grandfather had given her five years. Perhaps from now on, she should first let go of her divorce and learn how to get along with Feng Yu.

After all, five years wasn't a long or short period of time, but the days spent with each other needed to be tempered with patience.

By the time Lin Ming returned to the Feng residence, the sky had already darkened and the living room was brightly lit.

She thought that Feng Yu had returned, and she was slightly panicked in her heart. She was afraid that he might once again suspect that she was causing trouble outside.

She quickened her steps and stepped into the living room. However, when she saw the strange man sitting on the sofa, she was stunned.

"Young Mistress, you're back. Hurry over and greet Feng Dong." Uncle Quan, who was standing to the side, was clearly surprised to see that Lin Ming had returned first. He also became a little nervous and quickly went up to remind Lin Ming of this.

Only now did Lin Huan become greatly shocked. Her beautiful eyes fanned as she secretly sized up the scholarly and refined duchess who did not lose her dignity on the sofa.

"Hello dad, it's our first time meeting …" After a thousand turns of thought, Lin Ming opened his mouth to call Feng Xiao according to the status of his daughter-in-law.

However, what she didn't expect was that her intimidating expression was somewhat gloomy. She had already cut off half of her sentence.

"My Feng Family's daughter-in-law has long been decided. I don't know how you got married into the Feng Family, so don't be in such a hurry to call me father. Wait for Feng Yu to come back and explain everything clearly before doing anything else."

Lin Ming was stunned. He stood dumbly to the side, at a loss of what to do. His pair of beautiful eyes looked towards Uncle Quan.

Uncle Quan helplessly gave her a wry smile.

He thought that the young master would return first, but unexpectedly, the young mistress returned first. This situation … It was hard for him to clean up.

He could only wait for the young master to return in order to stabilize his father from his rage.

The atmosphere was incomparably awkward, stiff and heavy. Lin Dong's intimidating face had always turned ashen. He did not dare to stand, nor did he dare to sit. He wanted to leave, but both of his legs seemed nailed to the floor, unable to move.

At this moment, Lin Ming was actually extremely longing for Feng Yu. He hoped that he would be able to appear in time and break this stagnant atmosphere.

Otherwise, she would find it difficult to breathe.

An intense light came from far away. This light made Uncle Quan and Lin Huang simultaneously let out a sigh of relief.

After a few seconds, a black Rolls-Royce stopped outside the door of the hall.

The car door opened, and Feng Yu walked out in a business suit. His gloomy eyes swept across the living room, and he instantly understood everything.

He walked in front of Feng Zhen and shouted: "Dad, why did you suddenly come back? Aren't you and Aunt Chen on vacation? "

Feng Zhen slammed his palm on the tea table and stared at his son, "So you've planned all this long ago. You've all been hiding this from me, right?"

Feng Yu's expression was also somewhat stiff, but his tone was neither too fast nor too slow as he said: "If father Ming Meng is not able to personally attend my wedding and help me manage the situation, then I'll apologize to you here."

"Don't change the subject, you know what I mean, who is she? Why did she become the young mistress of the Feng family? Explain yourself to me. " He didn't expect that his son would plot to send him and his stepwife to an overseas island for a casual vacation. It turned out that this was not out of his filial piety; on the contrary, he had actually hidden the matter from him and arranged the marriage. He had married an unknown woman to make the Feng Family into a joke.

Lin Ming couldn't help but shudder, his beautiful eyes wide. If Feng Yu married her, then his father would actually be kept in the dark?

What was going on? She was completely stunned.

Feng Yu's gaze turned to Lin Xin Yu, discovering her pale, bloodless face, her eyebrows knitted tightly together.

"I've been tired all day. Go upstairs and take a rest." Feng Yu suddenly spoke.

Lin Ming was not stupid, he knew that Feng Yu was helping her avoid the attack. She hurriedly responded, then stiffened her footsteps and headed upstairs.

However, the emotions in his heart inexplicably churned as he felt a trace of warmth towards Feng Yu's sudden help.

Halfway up the stairs, Lin Ming turned his head to look at the living room. The father and son duo stood facing each other, the atmosphere extremely tense and tense.

Not daring to stay any longer, Lin Ming ran into his bedroom and closed the door. Only then did he breathe with relief.

No matter what the conversation downstairs was, no matter how Feng Yu explained the marriage to his father, all of this was only a matter of the imperial edict.

Yes, he was the one who forced her to marry, and this had nothing to do with her.

However … Why was his heart still unable to calm down?

In the living room downstairs, Feng Yu asked Uncle Quan to make a pot of good tea while he sat on the sofa at the side.

"Feng Yu, do you still have a father like me in your eyes?" Feng Zhen suddenly growled. It was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with this marriage, and even more so disappointed and saddened by his son's scheme of lying to him.

Feng Yu took out a pack of cigarettes from the table, took one, lowered his head and lit it up. He took two puffs, and a green and white smoke enveloped his handsome and cold face, appearing indifferent and emotionless.

"Dad, no matter what choice I make, you will always be my father." Feng Yu was explaining, but his tone was extremely indifferent.

there was a tinge of grief in Feng Zhen's eyes: "Does your grandfather know? How did he agree to your marriage? "

"I've told grandpa that he'll let me decide for myself. I'm 27 years old this year, so you can't just let me wait for a woman whose life and death are unknown. If Pei Jiaxin is already dead, then wouldn't I have to be a virgin for the rest of my life?" Feng Yu's tone contained dense dissatisfaction and weariness as well.