Fu Liangshen was so angry that his nose almost crooked.
At first, it was the old lady who called him over and said that they should correct the family rules of the Fu family. They couldn't let outsiders stir up trouble and should control the situation appropriately. Now, as soon as there was the slightest sign of trouble, it was him who got scolded.
"I got it," Fu Liangshen said most reluctantly.
The old butler glanced at Fu Liangshen and then said, "Young Master, the old lady also said that the Fu family is not short of this one meal."
Fu Liangshen replied with a gloomy face, "Got it."
As soon as the old butler left, Zhao Yang came over again. "Young Master, do you want me to teach that little girl a lesson again? How dare she make you lose face? This can't just be let go like this."
As soon as Zhao Yang finished speaking, Fu Liangshen slapped him on the head.
"How did I raise such a good-for-nothing like you? Didn't you hear what the old lady said? I dared to teach her a lesson because she shouldn't have been against the Fu family all the time. So even if the old lady knew what I was doing, she didn't send anyone to interfere.
"Now the whole thing is making a big stir online. Are you not ashamed enough? Do you want her to directly say that it was me who asked her to stay there?"
Zhao Yang scratched the back of his head. "This won't do, and that won't do either. So what can we do now?"
"What can we do? Go and call her over for dinner."
Fu Liangshen was really frustrated. When had he ever failed to vent his anger and instead suffered such humiliation?
Zhao Yang let out a soft cry, looking rather reluctant.
But what could he do if he was reluctant?
So when Zhao Yang returned to this shabby courtyard again, Feng Yu was lying lazily on a chaise longue.
"Third Young Mistress," Zhao Yang said with a forced smile as he walked up to her.
Feng Yu waved her hand. "Don't block my light."
Zhao Yang's smile froze for a moment. "Third Young Mistress, it's night now. There's no sun. What are you basking in?"
Feng Yu raised her eyebrows. "See that big, bright and round thing in the sky? I'm absorbing the essence of the moonlight. After all, Big Brother arranged such a scenic place for me. How could I not enjoy it properly?"
Zhao Yang's smile froze completely.
"This shabby courtyard has such a poor environment. Third Young Mistress is just joking. Young Master was just joking with you. How could he really let you live here? Look at you. Why do you post everything on the Internet?"
Feng Yu curled her lips and couldn't help laughing.
"Just joking? Come on. I've thought it over carefully. I feel this place is really nice. Staying here for one night might even bring unexpected benefits. By the way, I'm thinking about doing a live broadcast. Do you think I'll attract a lot of people if I do it here?"
Although Feng Yu was smiling, her eyes were cold.
Zhao Yang was really scared now. If he really let her stay here, he was afraid he'd have to pack his things and be kicked out of the company tomorrow, no, tonight.
"Third Young Mistress, let's go out first. Can we talk outside? It's damp and dusty here. Staying here for too long is bad for your health."
Zhao Yang said with a mournful face. "Young Mistress, please. Can you stop staying here?"
Feng Yu stroked her chin. "Not stay here?"
Zhao Yang nodded vigorously.
Feng Yu showed a devilish smile. "No way."
Zhao Yang suddenly felt like he wanted to die.
Now he finally understood what it meant by "it's easier to invite the Buddha than to send it away".
"Third Young Mistress, it's my fault. I was a bully. I was wrong. You can do whatever you want. Can we go and have dinner first?"
"Didn't you say there weren't enough ingredients for us? Now there are?" Feng Yu said.
Zhao Yang forced a laugh. "Young Master specially sent someone to the market to buy more. Besides, the old lady also wants to have dinner with you. Look at this mess you've made. It's not a big deal at all. But once you post it on the Internet, those media will make a big fuss. They wish your family would tear each other apart.
"If this continues and the Fu family's reputation is damaged, Third Young Mistress, I'm afraid that's not a good thing."
Seeing that Feng Yu didn't buy his soft approach, Zhao Yang started to turn tough.
"Then you'll have to ask Big Brother. I don't know what's wrong with him. Why did he make such an arrangement?" Feng Yu said leisurely.
"It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding," Zhao Yang quickly said with an apologetic smile.
"What a great misunderstanding. I'm really sorry. I never like this kind of misunderstanding."
Feng Yu's eyes turned extremely cold. She got up from the chaise longue and looked at Zhao Yang coldly. "What happened tonight has made me see clearly the Fu family's attitude towards me. Because I'm a widow, they can humiliate me at will. If that's the case, I don't want to stay in the Fu family anymore."
Zhao Yang was stunned and just watched as Feng Yu left with Aunt Liang.
"Third Young Mistress, the old lady is still waiting for you to have dinner," he shouted. If she left like this, how could he explain it to the old lady?
"I can't handle this meal," Feng Yu said.
She winked at Aunt Liang.
Aunt Liang understood and the two of them immediately walked outside.
Actually, she could have taken this opportunity to back down. But the opportunity was rare, and she really didn't want to stay in the Fu family anymore.
At first, it was because the old lady had requested it, and she couldn't refuse the old lady's face. But now, with such a good opportunity in front of her, why not seize it?
"Do I really have to kneel down in front of you before you'll stop causing trouble?"
Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
Feng Yu stopped in her tracks.
Aunt Liang was slightly startled and immediately turned around to bow to Old Lady Fu.
Looking at the door just in front of her and the leg that had already stepped out, Feng Yu couldn't help cursing silently in her heart.
If Old Lady Fu had come just a little later, she would have been able to escape.
"Grandma, what are you saying?"
There was a smile on Feng Yu's face.
Old Lady Fu leaned on her walking stick and walked towards Feng Yu step by step. Then she took Feng Yu's hand and patted it. "Feng girl, I know you just got married into our family, and Qian Chen... he..."
The old lady choked with sobs and it took her a long time to continue. "Our Fu family has nothing to offer you. There were some misunderstandings before, and those juniors made things difficult for you everywhere. It was my fault. I didn't react in time and made you feel left out. If you have any grievances, tell this old lady. Why do you want to leave home?"
Feng Yu was stunned.
This wasn't her place to live in the first place.
Why did the old lady's words seem like she wanted to keep her in the Fu family for a long time?
A trace of doubt arose in Feng Yu's heart, but she didn't show it on her face.
Acting.
Who couldn't do it?
She bit her lower lip and immediately put on a pitiful look. Tears welled up in her beautiful and delicate face, making her look extremely pitiful.
"Grandma, I know I got married into the family without much contact with Young Master Fu, and then such a thing happened. Not many people in the family like me. If they let me live in this abandoned place today, they might let me live in a cemetery tomorrow. Since that's the case, I'd better leave earlier so as not to make everyone unhappy." Feng Yu said these words with a sob in her voice. She even admired herself for being able to act so naturally.