She hesitated for a moment but still explained, "No. There's also a banquet at the Fu family tomorrow evening. Grandma told me I must attend."
"I see," Lu Zhiqian glanced at her. His usually calm black eyes were filled with an unusual glint.
After saying that, he turned around and left the golf course.
Feng Yu always felt that Lu Zhiqian had become a bit strange after meeting Fu Qianchen today, different from his usual self.
Oh well, Lu Zhiqian's affairs had little to do with her anyway.
Just as Feng Yu was about to go to Hailan Company to find Mr. Fu, she received a text message from the old butler, saying that Mrs. Fu wanted to see her.
She had no choice but to abandon the idea of going back to find Mr. Fu and rushed back to the Fu residence in a hurry. However, she had a feeling that it wouldn't be anything good waiting for her when she returned.
At the Fu family's old mansion.
Mrs. Fu was sitting gracefully on a mahogany chair. She squinted her eyes and glanced at Feng Yu. "My girl, you've only been married into the Fu family for a short time, and then my third grandson died in a car accident. You've become a young widow in Beishi. You must feel so wronged."
"That's not the case, grandmother. I don't feel wronged at all," Feng Yu replied politely.
Mrs. Fu clearly wasn't convinced. "My girl, don't say such insincere words. I know you're feeling wronged, but you're just too afraid to say it now that you're married into our family. The Fu family has its own rules. Since you've married in, we'll surely treat you as a proper granddaughter - in - law of the Fu family."
Suddenly calling her back and saying all this made Feng Yu feel that the old lady was up to something.
Following the old lady's words, Feng Yu said sweetly, "Thank you, Grandma."
Mrs. Fu's eyebrows curved, and she resumed her usual authoritative manner. "Tomorrow is the Fu family's banquet. As a granddaughter - in - law of the Fu family, you represent the Fu family when you're out. Every move and every word of yours symbolizes the image of the Fu family. So, you must learn the proper manners from Aunt Ping before noon tomorrow."
"Don't disgrace the Fu family at the dinner party."
"Aunt Ping?"
Feng Yu couldn't help but frown. A sense of foreboding welled up in her heart.
An elderly woman in her fifties stepped forward from behind Feng Yu. She bowed respectfully to Mrs. Fu. "I'll surely do my best to complete the task you've assigned, madam. I won't let you down. I'll make sure the third young mistress understands the Fu family's rules in the shortest possible time."
Mrs. Fu nodded and looked at Feng Yu again, her eyes cold. "My girl, you'll study hard, won't you?"
"Sure, I'll try my best," Feng Yu gritted her teeth and replied.
The old lady had obviously arranged everything already. There was no need to even ask her.
Mrs. Fu let out a soft laugh and then turned around and left. As soon as Mrs. Fu left, Li Chunping's expression changed. She became extremely arrogant. "Young mistress, since the madam has asked me to teach you the manners, if I offend you in any way, I hope the third young mistress won't blame me."
Feng Yu pursed her lips and said nothing.
Li Chunping thought she was scared. She casually picked up an antique from the old mansion and asked Feng Yu to hold it. Then she made Feng Yu stand upright under the scorching sun. If Feng Yu showed the slightest sign of slacking off, Li Chunping would shout harshly, "Third young mistress, as a member of the Fu family, no matter what happens, you must stand upright and show your dignity. Otherwise... other noble families will think that we of the Fu family are easy to bully!"
Feng Yu bit her lower lip tightly. She was filled with unwillingness but managed to suppress her anger. She didn't plan to argue with Li Chunping here.
Seeing that Feng Yu didn't resist at all, Li Chunping became even more excessive. "As the third young mistress of the Fu family, you must understand etiquette and be chaste. You should know that you're already a member of the Fu family. Even if you die, you'll still be a ghost of the Fu family. You mustn't side with outsiders."
Side with outsiders?
Feng Yu finally understood. Mrs. Fu had called her back under the pretext of teaching her manners just to warn her to remember her place and not disgrace the Fu family outside!
It seemed that Mrs. Fu must have known about her going out with Actor Lu this morning and had come up with this way to torture her!
Mrs. Fu was always very meticulous. Feng Yu didn't know how many people she had planted around her.
Feng Yu was even a bit worried that if Fu Qianchen always got so close to her, would they be discovered?
"Although the third young master is gone, no one is allowed to act recklessly outside in the name of the third young master!" Li Chunping said more and more exaggeratedly. She even wished she could write a few words on Feng Yu's forehead -
The third young mistress is unchaste and has an affair after marriage!
Li Chunping looked down on Feng Yu.
Everyone knew that the third daughter of the Feng family had never received much education and had always stayed at home. She was weak and useless.
To put it bluntly, she was just an inexperienced girl.
She had married into the Fu family so desperately just because she was coveting the Fu family's wealth.
"Young mistress, this isn't your Feng family. Although you didn't have your mother to teach you, this is the Fu family. It's not a place where just any wild girl can act recklessly."
"Your mother died early. Didn't she even teach you how to stand properly?"
Li Chunping's words enraged Feng Yu.
"Smash - " The antique vase in Feng Yu's hand suddenly fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"You've actually damaged an antique of the Fu family!" Li Chunping crouched on the ground with a heart - broken look. Seeing the once priceless antique vase lying in pieces on the ground, she couldn't help but scold angrily, "Third young mistress, you - "
However, before Li Chunping could finish scolding, Feng Yu let out a cold snort. Her eyes were filled with coldness. "Humph."
"Uncle Li," Feng Yu called out to the butler.
Hearing the young mistress call him, the old butler rushed into the room in a hurry. But as soon as he saw the shattered antique vase on the ground, his face turned pale with panic. "This vase was the madam's favorite. How could it be shattered into pieces?"
"Old butler, it's my fault. Since I married into the Fu family, I've brought bad luck to my husband. I've finally managed to earn some money to prove myself, hoping that I won't be bullied in the Fu family. But in the end..."
Feng Yu walked to the vase with a guilty look on her face. Her eyes began to well up with tears, and she choked up and couldn't speak for a long time.
Seeing her look so wronged, the old butler was at a loss for a moment. "Third young mistress, what's wrong with you? In the Fu family, you're the respected third young mistress. If anyone dares to bully you, they're going against the entire Fu family. Please tell me. I'm sure the madam will help you."
"Really?" Feng Yu asked in a panicked voice.
"Yes," the old butler said firmly.
"What's going on? Who's crying and saying they've been bullied?" Mrs. Fu walked in with a dark face. She was very dissatisfied with Feng Yu's behavior at the moment.
"Madam, I was teaching the third young mistress the manners, but she didn't listen. She got angry and deliberately smashed your favorite vase," Li Chunping panicked. She was afraid that Feng Yu would shift the blame onto her, so she rushed to tell the "truth".
Hearing Li Chunping's words, Feng Yu's eyes became even redder. She murmured, "Yes, I've only been in the Fu family for a few days. I know this vase is your favorite, Grandma."
The implication of this sentence was that she, Feng Yu, had only returned to the Fu family's old mansion for a few days and knew nothing about the situation here. How could she know that this vase was the old lady's favorite?
On the contrary, Li Chunping had worked in the Fu family's old mansion for so many years. She must have known this.
"Yes, Chunping, you've always taken care of the madam. How could you not know that this was the madam's favorite? How could you take it out of the madam's room so casually and not take good care of it..." The old butler continued along Feng Yu's train of thought.
Feng Yu looked at Li Chunping fearfully and cried even more pitifully. "Grandma, it wasn't Aunt Ping who smashed it. It was me who was careless... I hope you can forgive me. I... I'll find a way to get you a more beautiful vase."