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On the night when Feng Qisong snatched the marriage, Feng Wobai led people to intercept him on the mountain road. Although he returned without success in the end, Qianshan knew that Third Master Feng really wanted to marry Bai Hemian.

"If you don't answer, I know." Bai Hemian contacted Feng Laosan and guessed the truth behind what he said behind his back, "What I want is that he still wants to marry me."

"Young master..." Qian Shan's heart suddenly rose when he heard the words.

"You said what would he do if he felt that I wanted to marry him too?" Bai Hemian was thoughtful, "He will definitely get carried away."

"...For a young man like him who grew up in rich clothes and fine food, it's a fart to lose pocket money and kneel in the ancestral hall." He let out a disdainful snort from his nostrils, and cursed in a low voice, "I want him to try Taste what it's like to fall from heaven to hell."

"...Didn't he want to marry me? Then I have to let him understand that even if Second Brother Feng is really 'crippled', I don't want to marry anyone else!"

After Bai Hemian finished speaking, he closed the folding fan with a "snap": "Qianshan, you go and guard the door, don't ask Feng Sanye to come in."

"Hey!" Qian Shan happily responded.

"Wake me up when there's half of the show left." Bai Hemian rolled over on the rattan chair, "Let's go home early."

"We don't wait for the third master?"

"No wait." He squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "Wait for him? I'm afraid I'm so sick that I won't be able to sleep at night."

Bai Hemian slept comfortably in this room, while Feng Wobai in that room was excited.

He had already left behind the "crime" hidden under Bai Hemian's pillow, and felt that he would be able to snatch his wife back from Feng Qisong in all likelihood.

Young Master Bai is feeding him grapes!

This is not affectionate, what is it?

Seeing Feng Wobai's beaming face, the young masters in the box all came up to ask why, he waved his hand, sat down, and listened happily: "I'll treat you to a wedding wine in a while!"

The boys and buddies looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

On the other side, Bai Hemian woke up after listening to most of the play, he led Qian Shan downstairs, and went straight out of the pear garden through the back door.

Before the guards drove the car over, he stood under the eaves, fanned the wind, and looked at the sky: "It's going to rain again, and I don't know if Second Brother Feng will take the mountain road or not. If he does, it will be really dangerous."

"Young master, don't worry, our second master knows it well."

"Then why was he injured when he went to save me last time?"

Qian Shan choked, watching his nose, nose and heart, not daring to speak any more.

Thinking of Feng Qisong, Bai Hemian fanned the fan faster and faster, but the wind blowing on his face was very warm. He sighed depressingly, and when he saw a car coming at the corner of the street, he wanted to walk over.

"Brother Jia, Mr. Feng is here, isn't he?"

The voice was somewhat familiar, and Bai Hemian turned around unconsciously.

There is no door panel at the back door of the Liyuan, only a light blue curtain, which is floating in the breeze at this moment, revealing the scene inside.

The actor who had played the heroine of "The Peacock Flies to the Southeast" tugged on a clerk's sleeve and pleaded sadly: "Brother Jia, just let me see him."

"Girl, it's not that I don't want you to see me." The man brushed her hand away in distress, "I can't afford to offend the guests in the private room on the second floor."

"Just take me up there! Third Master Feng said he liked me, and he would marry me when he saw me. At that time, I will be the third young mistress of the Feng family..."

The clerk heard the words, and interrupted the heroine helplessly: "Who is Feng Sanye, don't you know? How many Feng families are there in Jinling City? Even the famous lady Wen couldn't get married, can you?"

"But he said he loved me!"

The piercing scream of the woman lingered in Bai Hemian's ears.

Qian Shan hesitated and said, "Young Master?"

"Let's go." Bai Hemian looked away expressionlessly, "Send someone later to ask if that girl is pregnant."

Qian Shan responded with a strange expression, and after sending Bai Hemian to the car, he went back to inquire about the news.

Sitting in the car, Bai Hemian rolled down the window, the mist and rain were hazy, and his face was slightly damp.

This prosperous and decaying city has bred countless dandies who are like Feng Wobai, relying on their family background to run amok.

He thought that Feng Sanye's liking for him was not completely false, but this kind of "liking" was no different from liking an unobtainable object.

Bai Hemian also had similar feelings when he was a child, but the downfall of the Bai family forced him to grow up.Feng Wobai was supposed to grow up too, but he was cowardly and timid, unwilling to shoulder the burden of the Feng family, so he became the current ineffective virtue.

Every time he knew Feng Wobai, Bai Hemian respected Feng Qisong more.

When he returned from studying abroad, Feng Erye was probably a young man with a certain youthful spirit. If the Feng family had not suffered any disaster, everyone would talk about the Feng family's second master, and it would definitely not be as regrettable and ridiculed as it is today.

The handsome young man who was supposed to be angry with flowers and come back in brocade clothes, finally became the "disabled" second master who was stuck in a wheelchair for the sake of the Feng family.

"Young Master, you're home." The guard's reminder woke Bai Hemian up.

He squeezed his brows and got out of the car. Before he could step into the house, the horn of the car came from behind him again.

Feng Laosan looked surprised: "Hemian!"

Bai Hemian cursed secretly in her heart, and stopped in her tracks.

"He Mian, why didn't you wait for me?" Feng Wobai hurried over, "Fortunately, I asked the driver to take a shortcut, otherwise we wouldn't be able to meet today."

Bai Hemian covered her mouth and coughed twice, pretending to be ill: "Last night, I was greedy for the cold, and the window was open for a while to blow the wind, so I felt a little uncomfortable today, and left before the end of the play, please forgive me. "

"Do you want to see a doctor?" Feng Wobai became nervous, "I'll go ask Mr. Xun."

His mind moved slightly: "Mr. Xun?"

"Well, Mr. Xun." Feng Laosan was eager to say a few more words to Bai Hemian, and quickly explained, "Mr. Xun is very powerful. My brother believes in him and even let him work in Huashan Hospital."

Bai Hemian thumped in his heart, realizing that before Feng Qisong left, it was Mr. Xun he saw in the room.

He was almost certain that there was something wrong with Brother Feng's leg.

"He Mian, you go back and rest first, I'll go to the hospital to find Mr. Xun." Feng Wobai politely pushed him into the house.

Although Bai Hemian wanted to meet Mr. Xun, he was pretending to be sick, and the doctor would reveal his truth.

So Young Master Bai rejected Third Master Feng's "kindness": "Don't bother, I'll just go back and sleep."

Seeing that he didn't want to see a doctor, Feng Wobai had no choice but to say something pleasant, and set a time to visit him at night, and reluctantly went to his room.

Bai Hemian watched Feng Wobai go away, his eyes became colder, Qian Shan came back, and the first thing he said when he saw him was: "I'm not pregnant."

"...The third master is very cautious. Every time, he forces the girl to take medicine. If the girl doesn't take it, the servant will choke her neck and drink it."

"What a fool." Bai Hemian's face turned pale, "Is this something done by people?"

After he finished cursing, he didn't wait for Qian Shan to open his mouth, and said bluntly: "If he comes to see me tonight, just say I'm asleep, and don't let him enter my and Second Brother Feng's yard."

Bai Hemian went back to the bedroom angrily, and slept until daylight, still annoyed, while Feng Qisong, who was hundreds of miles away from Jinling City, also looked ashen, holding a newspaper in his hand.

There was nothing special about the newspaper, but there was an extra blurry photo between a few advertisements.

Young Master Bai and Feng Wobai in cheongsams were standing in front of the house, chatting, maybe it was because of the shooting angle, they looked quite intimate.

"He Mian, you are really..." Feng Qisong laughed back angrily, "Very good."

Bai Hemian, who was enjoying the cool air in the courtyard, shivered for no reason, then put the inexplicable chill in his heart behind him, and concentrated on directing Qian Shan to fish out the watermelon that was frozen in the well.

"Young master, the third master has come to look for you a few times." Qian Shan grabbed the hemp rope and pulled up the watermelon bucket little by little, "I stopped you because you were sick."

"Well, well stopped." Bai Hemian held a bowl of crushed ice in his hand, and waited for the iced watermelon to come up, pouring watermelon juice on it, "If he comes again next time, just say I'm sick and afraid give him."

"Success!" Qian Shan agreed, "But young master, your way of teaching... will it work?"

The Feng family has been a scholarly family for more than a dozen generations, and the way to teach their sons is nothing more than copying the family law, or kneeling in the ancestral hall, even in Feng Qisong's generation.

How can there be someone who deliberately hangs people like Young Master Bai?

"Then tell me, did Second Brother Feng ever punish Third Master Feng?" Bai Hemian asked back on the ground.

"Punishment." Qian Shan replied in a straightforward manner, "Why haven't you been punished? You were punished when you were alive."

"Is it useful?" Bai Hemian curled his lips.

Qian Shan was silent.

"This third master of our family." Bai Hemian dragged his voice, covering his eyes with his hands to block the glare from the clouds, "I'm not afraid of these things."

"...He doesn't care about the reputation of the Feng family, or the suffering of Second Brother Feng, he only cares about his own face!" He pouted, "Wolf-hearted!"

While listening to Bai Hemian's explanation, Qian Shan cut up the watermelon and dug a few pieces into his bowl.

"He revealed his willingness to marry me, not because he likes me so much, but because he feels that he has been robbed of his wife by the second elder brother, and his face is shameless." Bai Hemian couldn't wait to stir a few times, and then stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth. Bing, crunching and crunching, "Don't be in a hurry to refute. Even if he doesn't think so about marriage, why is he forcing other girls to take medicine?"

"...Isn't it just that you want to enjoy the joy of fish and water, but are also afraid that people will come to you with a big belly?"

How could Qian Shan speak more eloquently than Bai Hemian, not to mention that every sentence that Young Master Bai said made sense, and the servant who had nothing to say could only sigh quietly.

"And he's afraid of Second Brother Feng." Bai Hemian narrowed his eyes with a spoon in his mouth, "Second Brother Feng is a clean-spirited man who values ​​love and righteousness. If he knows which girl he has failed, he will definitely drag him to apologize. Make the decision, and carry the girl into the door gracefully."

Just like robbing him back then.

Bai Hemian almost choked on the words in his heart.

Although he didn't go out to see it on the day of the big wedding, but looking at the red lanterns all over the house, he could still guess how grand the wedding banquet was.

I think Second Brother Feng gave him a wedding that everyone in Jinling City envied.

Bai Hemian held the bowl in a daze for a while, waited for the sun to set, and then stirred the spoon, the ice had already turned into water.

He suddenly wanted to know what kind of mood Second Brother Feng felt after finishing the wedding by himself.