The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

"The Wen family is a bit helpless. Mrs. Wen hates both her youngest son and Feng Meiyu."

Feng Chuyun also had a smile on his face.

Feng Meiyu plotted against her, she is not a soft persimmon, she is at the mercy of others.

This time, the senior sister broadcast the scene to her, and she was quite angry.

When talking about it with my younger sister, there was inevitably some schadenfreude in her tone: "By the way, everyone knows that she was appointed by Master Xiong himself."

"There was a middle-aged man who kept pestering her and said he would wait in line for her to get married."

"I think Feng Meiyu is famous in Hong Kong City now."

"My senior sister said that the families in Hong Kong City are more or less superstitious. Maybe some people don't care about the identity of Feng Meiyu's illegitimate daughter and marry her in."

Feng Chuyue heard her sister's joy, and followed her and said, "That means polygamy is abolished in Hong Kong City, otherwise many people may choose to marry her and go back to be the second wife."

After thinking about it, Feng Chuyun felt that her sister's words made sense.

Although those wealthy people in Hong Kong City are superstitious, they are not fools. Marrying an illegitimate daughter as the main wife is easy to be rejected by others when they go out to socialize.

"When are you going back to the imperial capital?"

Feng Chuyun's affairs are almost done, and she wants to go home.

"It's been a few days." Feng Chuyue knew what her sister was thinking, "Eldest sister, don't go back to Jiang City for now, stay in Hong Kong City for a while, and wait for Feng Maolin to contact you."

"Okay." Feng Chuyun had no choice but to let his sister have a more righteous idea than himself.

Feng Chuyun hung up the phone, and Feng Meiyu's birthday party ended hastily.

She received all kinds of olive branches because of Wen Shuqing's "Wang Fu Ming".

Of course, it may be malicious.

With so many famous cards, even if she was ambitious, she was a little at a loss at this time.

"I'm sorry, Meiyu, I'm not good today, I didn't take good care of you."

It may be that those people went to Feng Meiyu one after another, which made Mrs. Wen feel a sense of crisis again, or she was too busy teaching her younger son a lesson and had no time to take care of Wen Senyu.

So Wen Senyu had the opportunity to send Feng Meiyu back to the hotel alone.

On the way, Wen Senyu began to apologize to Feng Meiyu.

Feng Meiyu rubbed her temples with one hand: "It's okay, I know the old lady doesn't like me..."

"Is the identity of an illegitimate daughter really so unacceptable?"

She wept silently, looking like she had been wronged.

Wen Senyu's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms.

"The status of an illegitimate daughter may make many people have stereotypes about you, but if they get in touch with you a lot, they will know that you are outstanding."

"But... when others know that I am an illegitimate daughter, they refuse to understand me anymore."

Feng Meiyu grabbed Wen Senyu's clothes, looking very disturbed: "You don't know, since I was a child, I have received so many stares because I don't have a father."

"When I was a child, I always thought that my father was dead, and it was not easy for my mother to take care of my sister and me alone."

"I was bullied at school, and I dare not tell my mother, for fear that my mother will worry..."

Feng Meiyu talked about all the grievances she suffered when she was a child, tears wet Wen Senyu's clothes.

Wen Senyu let her cry on him, comforted her from time to time, and handed her tissues.

By the time the driver drove the car to the hotel, Feng Meiyu had already fallen asleep.

"Master, we're here." The driver said after parking the car.

"Hmm." Wen Senyu didn't wake up the person immediately, but observed Feng Meiyu.

Because she cried, there were still teardrops on her eyelashes, she looked very pitiful, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, even if she was asleep, she seemed a little uneasy.

She grabbed the hem of his shirt with her fingers, and the tens of thousands of high-end shirts had already been wrinkled by her.

Exactly the same as her eyebrows.

The slender and fair neck seemed to be broken in a moment.

Wen Senyu put his hand on her neck, and it was only for a moment that he let go.

Then he casually pinched Feng Meiyu's face.

He said he was pinching gently, but he used all his strength the moment he struck.

"Huh?" Feng Meiyu woke up in pain.

Wen Senyu didn't pay attention, he only saw the red marks on her face, but unfortunately most of them were covered by the foundation.

That is to say, the red eye sockets look like a frightened rabbit.

"Did I fall asleep just now?" Feng Meiyu blinked, and tears rolled down her eyes.

In fact, she was just pretending to be asleep!

Because I was too tired to talk, and I didn't want to keep talking, I wanted to wait for Wen Senyu to digest by himself, so I pretended to be asleep.

It's just that she didn't expect that Wen Senyu would keep staring at her while she was pretending to sleep.

That strange sight made Feng Meiyu feel chills down her back for no reason.

do you like her?

So I can't wait to tear her apart and eat her?

But why did he strangle her neck just now?

Or, did he just touch it casually?

Feng Meiyu does not believe that Wen Senyu is measuring the size of her neck.

"Your neck is so thin, it seems that it can be broken with a pinch. Is it too thin?"

Wen Senyu didn't seem to see the flicker in Feng Meiyu's eyes.

He looked at her with concern: "at the banquet just now, you must not be able to eat anything, now do you want me to accompany you to have some supper?"

Did you mean she was too skinny?

It seemed that he was really just measuring her neck, not trying to strangle her while she was asleep or something.

The dangerous feeling just now should be just an illusion, right?

Feng Meiyu was relieved, but she didn't know if she was still a little scared, so she shook her head.

"I won't eat supper tonight. I'm a little tired and want to go back to rest early."

Seeing this, Wen Senyu didn't force himself: "Then I'll send you up?"

"No need." Feng Meiyu refused without thinking.

When Wen Senyu looked over, she realized that she seemed to speak too fast.

Immediately explained with a smile: "Brother Senyu, I'll go up by myself, you are also very tired today, and you must have to deal with guests when you get home, so don't send me up."

Feng Meiyu tightened her fingers, a little worried that Wen Senyu would persist.

Wen Senyu looked at her with an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

He reached out and stroked Feng Meiyu's head: "Meiyu, you are so sensible, I don't even know what to do with you."

"I also feel sorry for Brother Senyu, I know, my existence also embarrasses you."

Wen Senyu smiled, and brushed the hair on her cheeks behind her ears: "Don't think so much, silly girl, why not embarrass yourself."

"However, if we want to be together, the old lady will somewhat wrong you."

How could Feng Meiyu not know this.

"I can't change this point of origin."

Feng Meiyu was a little discouraged.

Wen Senyu comforted her: "It's okay, we can make up for it in other ways, the old lady will see how good you are."

"Or, your origin is not completely unchangeable."

Wen Senyu meant something.