"Brother Shiyan, she definitely has ill intentions. I knew she'd never let me go. Look, she says she's here to bless us, but it doesn't seem like it at all. Am I right, Brother Shiyan?"
Feng Qingsheng clenched her fists tightly. She was dying to see Feng Yu in a sorry state. Not seeing it made her feel extremely frustrated.
Feng Yu had been so infatuated with Mu Shiyan before. How could she give up so easily?
She didn't believe it!
"Brother Shiyan..."
Feng Qingsheng softly called out to him. Mu Shiyan's face turned pale. He snapped out of his daze, shook off her hand, and ran outside.
Feng Qingsheng panicked. "Brother Shiyan, where are you going? Brother Shiyan!"
Just as Feng Yu was about to get in the car, her wrist was tightly grabbed.
Without even looking at her, Mu Shiyan yanked her towards the other side.
Driver Yang was extremely panicked and was about to stop him when Feng Yu calmly said, "Go back first. I can handle this myself."
"But... Young Mistress, this..." Driver Yang looked extremely embarrassed.
Feng Yu shook off Mu Shiyan's hand and sneered with a curl of her lips. "It's okay. He won't do anything to me."
"You really think highly of yourself. Who do you think you are?"
Mu Shiyan hated her confident look at this moment. It was as if she no longer needed to rely on him at all.
She used to be a woman who would always ask his opinion before doing anything. How could she have changed like this!
"Mr. Mu, could you let go of my hand first and talk?" Feng Yu said calmly. "Should I interpret your current behavior of holding me tightly as a rekindled love or just your unwillingness?"
Mu Shiyan's grip on her hand didn't loosen at all. He stared at her fiercely, his voice sharp and terrifying. "You're married. When? Why didn't you tell me? Did they force you?"
Feng Yu let out a soft laugh. "Your words are really funny. Didn't you always think it was me who was forcing Feng Qingsheng? Why do you think it's them forcing me now? In your heart, haven't I always been a vicious white lotus? What does my marriage have to do with you?"
Her smile was extremely charming.
Against the backdrop of the bright red dress, she looked sexy and cold.
Mu Shiyan pressed her against a tree. His handsome face was full of cruelty. "Stop pretending! You got married just to anger me, right? Just because I refused to help you, so you came up with this trick to deal with me? Feng Yu, you really disappoint me!"
Yes.
She admitted it.
When her two elder sisters heard that Fu Qianchen was a sickly and extremely ugly man, they both refused to marry him.
But she needed it. She needed a reliable backer.
A backer who could help her save her younger brother and find out the truth about her mother.
The person she once trusted the most, the person she regarded as an elder brother, coldly refused to help after her younger brother was deafened by Feng Yaying.
From that moment on, she understood that she needed someone to rely on, but that person would never be Mu Shiyan!
"It doesn't matter whether you look down on me or not. Anyway, you've always looked down on me."
Feng Yu curled her lips and smiled slightly.
But the smile was so weak.
Mu Shiyan tightened his fist and punched towards Feng Yu. She closed her eyes, but the fist didn't hit her face. Instead, it hit the tree beside her.
She looked at him. His eyes were bloodshot, cold and terrifying, as if he was going to devour her.
His eyes were only filled with hatred.
He grabbed her neck with one hand and stared at her hatefully.
If he used a little more force, he could easily take the life of the girl in front of him.
He hated her.
During the two years abroad, he had been doing rehabilitation training slowly while trying to forget her.
He still remembered her cold - heartedness clearly.
But for some reason, no matter what he did.
Her smile, her goodness, and her soft call of "Brother Shiyan" as she followed behind him would always linger in his mind.
This was something Feng Qingsheng could never replace.
He hated her, but he also couldn't let her go the most.
Actually, he was surprised when he saw her appear at the hotel entrance.
At least he knew that this girl still cared about him.
But now...
"Filthy!"
Mu Shiyan let go of his hand. His eyes were full of disgust. He wiped the hand that had touched her again and again with a handkerchief.
"Feng Yu, I really look down on you. There's no one filthier than you. You're so dirty that you're despised!"
He wouldn't want a "used shoe" that others had touched.
"I don't need your approval or disapproval. No matter how dirty I am, I'm not as dirty as you." Feng Yu gasped for breath.
She remembered that night when Feng Qingsheng came to her room so proudly and said that she had slept with Mu Shiyan.
That night, Feng Qingsheng was extremely arrogant, wishing the whole world would know.
On Feng Qingsheng's coming - of - age ceremony, Mu Shiyan had slept with her.
Mu Shiyan stared at her fixedly. Feng Yu said coldly, "No matter how much you try to protect those people in the Feng family, I'll make them all experience the pain that my mother, my younger brother, and I have suffered."
"Mu Shiyan, don't overestimate yourself. You're no longer the Brother Shiyan I used to know, and I'm no longer the Feng Yu I used to be. I won't follow you anymore, and I won't rely on you either. We'll stay out of each other's way. If you insist on standing against me, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Just as Feng Yu turned around and was about to take a taxi, Driver Yang came.
"The Fu family is beyond your reach."
Mu Shiyan's voice came from behind. His words were full of warning. "Do you think you can get everything just because you married into the family? Feng Yu, you're just a plaything for those rich kids! Once they get tired of you, you'll be nothing!"
The car drove farther and farther away.
In the car, there was a long silence.
Driver Yang looked at the girl in the rear - view mirror. He tried to speak several times but couldn't.
"Young Mistress..."
"I'm fine." Feng Yu looked out of the window calmly.
But her tightly clenched hands still betrayed her state of mind.
A plaything?
Feng Yu leaned back.
She had been a plaything for her elder sisters since childhood and was isolated by her classmates because of them.
Later, her younger brother became their plaything. In order to protect him, she fought with others and was locked up.
Now, whose plaything was she?
Feng Yu didn't know how she got back to her room. She collapsed on the bed, completely exhausted.
"Mr. Fu..."
"Sorry, I dialed the wrong number..."
It was early morning in Beishi and morning in the imperial capital.
Just as Fu Qianchen, who had just finished his work, was about to adjust his jet - lag and take a rest, he unexpectedly received a call from his sweetheart.
Her soft voice rang out. Before he could even ask in surprise, he heard his sweetheart say that she had dialed the wrong number.
The fire that had just been kindled was instantly extinguished.
Before he could even respond, the call was hung up.
Bai Shaoting laughed secretly beside him. "Third Brother, are you being played by a woman? Tsk tsk tsk. I really didn't expect this little girl to be so capable."
Fu Qianchen's face darkened. Under the mask, his thin lips were tightly pursed. He glanced at Bai Shaoting. "Go back to Beishi!"
Bai Shaoting could tell that this was a sign that Third Brother was about to get angry.
After all, Third Brother, who was so proud, had never bowed his head to anyone. This little girl really thought too highly of herself.
Did she really think that Third Brother couldn't do without her?
Just keep acting. He wanted to see how she would end up!