Old Madam Feng thought she would soon be able to hold her golden grandson, but the grandson was nowhere to be seen, and her precious grandchild was injured instead.
Feng Chengyu, despite his stern face, didn’t reveal the truth and lied, saying he accidentally bumped into a vase and hit his head.
Old Madam Feng’s expression turned strange, and after a long pause, she muttered in a muffled voice, "It’s normal for young people to be impulsive, but they shouldn’t be too intense. It’s not good for their health."
Song Yi, who was bandaging Feng Chengyu, had his hand shake violently, almost losing grip of his scissors. The old lady was just too... too straightforward. He glanced at Shi Yi, who was sitting on the opposite sofa. Her small face was flushed bright red, her pale cheeks looking like they were about to bleed. Chu Yan, who initially had a confused look, took a while to react, and his expression turned peculiar as well.
Shi Yi stared at her toes, feeling both awkward and frustrated, but she had no way to explain herself. She and Feng Chengyu hadn’t done anything, but to others, it seed like everything had happened. It seed like the intense situation led Feng Chengyu to hit his head on a vase due to montary distraction.
She opened her mouth to explain, but found herself unable to. Forget it, let them misunderstand, she and Feng Chengyu knew the truth.
The news of Feng Chengyu’s injury was originally kept under wraps, yet sohow trickled out, and his close friend Chu Feng found out.
Upon hearing about Feng Chengyu’s injury, Chu Feng imdiately canceled a dinner appointnt and rushed to the mountain villa.
"What? The person who hurt you was a woman?" Chu Feng was so shocked his jaw almost dropped.
"Do you have any opinions?" Feng Chengyu’s gaze swept coldly over his face.
"How dare I have any opinions?" Chu Feng lifted his lips into a smile, "I say, Young Master Feng, could you have been so blinded by lust? I’m curious, what kind of celestial beauty made you, a monk, have evil thoughts."
Feng Chengyu was not only cold and unfeeling towards others, but also very strict with himself. Chu Feng had known him for many years, despite being surrounded by many admirers, he seed like an insulator, never having feelings for any woman. If not absolutely necessary, he would even attend parties alone.
For this reason, Chu Feng often teased him, calling him a monk – cold, indifferent and austere.
Feng Chengyu glanced at Chu Feng’s gossiping face, a hint of hard-to-detect annoyance flashed through his brow, "Grandma tampered with the food."
"No way?" Chu Feng’s mouth fell open in shock, he stamred, "Grandma is too tough."
"Don’t you know her?"
"True, Grandma Feng is indeed a heroine among won, indeed beyond ordinary reach." Chu Feng replied seriously.
Suddenly, Chu Feng’s expression changed slightly. As if he rembered sothing, he beca serious and said, "By the way, have you seen the news today?"
Feng Chengyu’s eyes darkened, then he nodded and said, "The East Sun Gang has been restless recently. Be careful."
"I’m just an idle person, what could happen to ? Their target is you, you’re the one who needs to be careful."
"They can’t touch ."
"They can’t harm you, but it doesn’t an they won’t target those around you. Back then..."
Feng Chengyu’s pupils suddenly contracted, and a deep pain flashed across his eyes. He coldly interrupted, "What happened back then won’t happen again. I’ve increased security here, Grandma will be alright."
"That’s good."
Chu Feng observed Feng Chengyu’s face carefully. Though he said nothing, Chu Feng could tell that Feng Chengyu hadn’t completely let go of the past.
That year, several elders in the group suddenly rebelled, causing a storm of bloodshed within the group. Feng Chengyu’s parents were killed in the turmoil, and even Grandma Feng almost lost her life. Fortunately, Feng Chengyu was abroad at the ti and escaped the disaster.
Born into such a family, no matter how glorious or powerful one appeared on the outside, it was impossible to guarantee a peaceful life. This was the predicant of being the head of the Feng family.
Chu Feng thought that one reason Feng Chengyu had never been involved with any woman could be due to this.
...
With her flight canceled last minute, Shi Yi’s plans to return to the United States were thwarted. Before leaving the mountain villa, she suggested to Feng Chengyu that she return to the United States and fly back whenever she needed to visit Grandma Feng.
Who knew the man would reply nonchalantly, "Going back and forth, aren’t you tired?"
"Don’t you return only after long intervals?"
"My return intervals are variable, maybe half a year, maybe a month, maybe just a few days. If it’s just a few days, Miss Shi, do you think you can handle the back and forth?"
"You..."
Shi Yi was speechless at his answer, so she had to abandon her plans to return to the United States. With Iric and Elena in charge at the company headquarters, there wouldn’t be any major issues for a while. Shi Yi could only comfort herself to stay in the country for a while, considering it a long holiday to relax.
Since she had to stay in the country for a longer period, staying in hotels wasn’t an option. Shi Yi decided to find a place to settle down.
She found a second-hand apartnt through a real estate agency. The apartnt was in a high-end residential area in the city center. The place had been recently renovated, but the owner was relocated for work and decided to sell it instead of leaving it vacant.
Shi Yi viewed the apartnt with the real estate agent and found it suitable in terms of size, decoration, and location, so she decided to buy it.
That night, she was sound asleep when she felt sothing cool drip onto her face. She groggily opened her eyes and instinctively wiped her face. When she saw her hand wet, she instantly woke up.
Where did the water co from?
Shi Yi looked up and saw that the ceiling above her was soaked with water, droplets seeping through the cracks, dripping onto the master bed.
Shi Yi’s face changed. The upper apartnt must have a leak, likely because a faucet wasn’t turned off or was broken. She quickly got up, dressed, and called the property managent. The property managent staff apologized profusely and provided the upstairs owner’s phone number. However, after several attempts, no one answered the phone.
Watching the water seep more and more rapidly, Shi Yi feared significant damage if the faucet wasn’t turned off soon. With no other option, the property managent had to call a locksmith to forcibly unlock the upstairs owner’s door.
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