Although the start was annoying and flawed, the outcome is beautiful.
"I think I need to choose a lady now." He said thoughtfully, "I canât let my son have a disgraceful birth." Although he didnât care, rumors wouldnât be pleasant.
He couldnât let his son suffer even a tiny bit of grievance.
*****
Feng Manor
Several rows of people knelt in the ancestral hall, except for Feng Jianxi. After Housekeeper Xing arranged for people to bring them back, Feng Jianxi disappeared. In this situation, some people were dissatisfied with Feng Jianxi, feeling he wasnât loyal enough.
Feng Xintong understood the real reason for Feng Jianxiâs disappearance.
Most likely, it was related to Chief Ni.
The plan didnât succeed this time, but for her, it was already a success. Because Feng Jianxi lost, completely lost, hah! He angered Grandpa, and he would die miserably.
He wonât have the chance to reappear in this lifetime, and she lost a competitor.
Besides, her plan to urge everyone together was pretty good, that punishing the crowd, Grandpa got furious and wanted to expel everyone involved from the family. But there were too many involved, he couldnât kick out all his grandchildren, not a single one.
That didnât fit his identity.
In the end, everyone was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall, on the cold marble floor, their hatred towards Sheng Ning deepening. Feng Xintong would occasionally shed a few tears, saying aggrievedly, "Do you think weâre really Fengs? How come Sheng Ning is?"
"Exactly!"
"Grandpa is too biased."
"I really canât swallow this anger."
"Hmph! If we donât drive her out, Iâll write Feng backwards."
Listening to the dissatisfaction and malicious words around her, Feng Xintong finally smiled contentedly. Itâs okay, a temporary failure isnât a failure; she watched Sheng Ning laugh, just like Feng Zhenzhen before.
The higher sheâs lifted now, the harder sheâll fall later.
Someday, sheâll make Sheng Ning pay the price, making her fate worse than Feng Zhenzhenâs.
*****
Mr. Feng stood outside the ancestral hall door, listening to the voices inside through the slightly ajar door, his face calm, without any emotional fluctuation.
Housekeeper Xing held his arm, wanting to say something but said nothing upon the old gentlemanâs head shake.
He supported the old gentleman back to the bedroom, the night was late, and the gentleman needed rest.
"Xiao Ni has been by my side for many years, let him follow me." The old gentleman said, suddenly coughing, and Housekeeper Xing quickly handed over a handkerchief.
After he coughed, the snow-white handkerchief was stained with shocking red.
"Sir, your health?" Housekeeper Xing stared wide-eyed in disbelief. He always knew the gentleman wasnât in good health, but didnât expect it to be this severe.
Mr. Feng laughed self-deprecatingly, "Now you know why Xiao Ni is so eager to choose a new master, right? Because he takes care of me closely and knows I wonât live long, Iâll die soon, so he urgently seeks a new master."
"Sir, you wonât, surely you wonât."
"Alas! My sister, my former competitors, enemies, foes, theyâre all dead. If I die, itâs nothing." Living to his age, heâs seen through everything.
"Do you think Sheng Ning truly wants to be the Family Head?" Heâs learned everything about todayâs auction event, yet still feels unreal.
"Yes, probably Miss Sheng Ning was pushed to the brink."
"Yes, it should be this way. Iâve raised these vampires for so many years, finally thereâs some use." Mr. Fengâs coldness was engraved in his bones; in his eyes only the ones he cared about could be entrusted with everything.
As for kinship, if Feng Family members cared about it, they would have died countless times by now.
"Additionally sir, Sheng Ningâs husband has arrived, seems to have spent a few days in M Country, making big moves. Also, your own nephew has arrived."
"Exactly."