CHAPTER 443: CHAPTER 443

Feng Ming’s eyebrows furrowed immediately when he saw Jiang Moxi and Fu Youhan arriving one after the other at their dining table.

"Were you staying here last night?" Feng Ming looked coldly at Fu Youhan, his question obviously directed at him.

Yes, actually after dinner last night, Feng Ming wanted to talk to Jiang Moxi, mainly to educate her about the disaster that Fu Youhan brought, urging her to stay away from the man who brought her misfortune.

But before he could start his ideological education, Fu Youhan had already stayed overnight at the Feng Family’s Mansion. How could Feng Ming not be angry?

Fu Youhan also knew where Feng Ming’s hostility towards him stemmed from.

However, he did not retreat at all: "Xixi wasn’t feeling well last night, I took care of her throughout the night."

Jiang Moxi listened as someone earnestly spoke nonsense, her ears unconsciously turned red.

But fortunately, the earnest demeanor of that someone really deceived Feng Ming.

Feng Ming immediately asked Jiang Moxi with concern, "Xixi, you felt unwell last night? Where did you feel uncomfortable?"

Old Master Feng then said, "If you’re not feeling well, you should tell your family. Come here, let me take your pulse."

Old Master Feng was extremely skilled in medicine.

Having him take a pulse would make what happened last night crystal clear.

Hence, Jiang Moxi hurriedly hid her hand, "It’s just that my wound was strained a bit, I had a slight fever. Now, the fever is gone."

Jiang Moxi glared fiercely at Fu Youhan, whose lips were still curved slightly.

Old Master Feng, not taking Jiang Moxi’s health issues lightly, continued to persuade, "The wound was strained? Then it’s more appropriate to have a checkup at the hospital."

Feng Ming also said, "I’ll arrange a hospital visit shortly, and then take you there for a checkup."

Feng Yu said nothing, but his cold and sinister gaze lingered between Jiang Moxi and Fu Youhan, seemingly having sensed something.

Pressured by everyone to go to the hospital for a checkup, Jiang Moxi’s expression turned somewhat poor.

She didn’t like hospitals in the first place, moreover, she wasn’t actually feeling unwell, it was just that last night...

"No need to arrange it, I’ve already spoken to the hospital, I’ll take her there after breakfast."

Fu Youhan timely spoke up, causing everyone to stop persuading Jiang Moxi.

After all, although there was a somewhat intimate act last night, Jiang Moxi had not accepted him yet, Fu Youhan was very certain of this.

So in this situation, Fu Youhan also didn’t dare to provoke her anger further.

At this moment, Si Lin and Miss Wei Su also appeared.

"Where did you go after dinner last night? I knocked on your room door for a long time and you didn’t open it."

Si Lin walked over here, first greeting Old Master Feng and others, then angrily spoke to Jiang Moxi.

But quickly, he saw Fu Youhan standing next to Jiang Moxi, and his expression worsened.

"Yo, how come the gentle and romantic Third Master Fu is here?"

Si Lin was full of aggression, which made Old Master Feng slightly narrow his eyes.

Feng Yu, intending to deal with Fu Youhan who had taken the initiative, sneered along with Si Lin’s words.

"Last night he stayed here, took care of Xixi the whole night, he is our Feng Family’s hero."

"What!"

Si Lin abruptly looked at Jiang Moxi: "He treated you like that, and you didn’t break his legs, but let him take care of you?"

But Jiang Moxi didn’t want these matters to be known to the old master, fearing Si Lin might continue, she directly interrupted him.

"I am a civilized person!"

Si Lin wanted to say, when you wiped out more than two hundred people at the Ferry at one go, why didn’t you say you were a civilized person?

But he wasn’t sure if the Feng family people were aware of Jiang Moxi’s other identity, so he could only annoyingly say, "Alright, alright, let’s assume I was being nosy, okay now?"

After dropping these words, Si Lin turned around and stormed off in frustration.

Old Master Feng withdrew his gaze from Si Lin’s departing figure, looking towards Fu Youhan: "Young man, do you have time this afternoon for a match or two?"

Fu Youhan was aware; Old Master Feng, the man who managed to elevate the Feng family to the second largest family in Emperor City, naturally was not a simple character.

Old Master Feng must have perceived something from Si Lin’s brief words just now.

So rather than saying that Old Master Feng was inviting Fu Youhan to play chess, it was more like a challenge to a fight.

Jiang Moxi seemed to also be aware of what Old Master Feng intended to do and hurriedly said, "Grandfather, he left this morning."

"He can come back, his legs aren’t broken."

Old Master Feng looked at Fu Youhan with a smile, his face kind and amiable but carrying the significant pressure of someone superior.

Normally, under his pressure, others would automatically yield and falter.

But Fu Youhan’s presence was surprisingly on par with Old Master Feng’s, seemingly unaffected.

His lips even curled into a faint smile: "Alright, I’ll wait for Old Master’s notice."

With this, the conversation between the two ended, and Old Master Feng nodded.

Jiang Moxi wanted to say something else, but Fu Youhan held her hand under the table, signaling her to stop.

Jiang Moxi understood what Fu Youhan meant, and eventually shut her mouth but also shook off his hand.

Feng Yu’s expression got worse seeing their interaction.

Feng Ming was still fine.

If the Old Master intends to step in regarding Xixi’s matter, then he should first deal with Fu Youhan before taking action himself.

Of course, besides him and the Old Master, he believed that Feng Yu was also brewing a major move to settle the score with Fu Youhan.

He and Feng Yu could fight fiercely over the Feng Family’s fortune, but when it came to Xixi being bullied, they would still unite and face the enemy together!

That was their understanding.

So in a round of successive challenges, if Fu Youhan didn’t die, he would at least be skinned alive.

Thus, for now, Feng Ming didn’t engage with Fu Youhan but tried to serve Cen Xuan some dishes, easing their relationship.

Cen Xuan, seeing what Feng Ming clipped into her bowl, glanced uncomfortably at Wei Su nearby.

Indeed, Wei Su had been standing next to their dining table since earlier.

But no one knew whether it was because Wei Su hadn’t spoken up, making her presence less noticed, or because the Feng family deliberately ignored her, no one invited Wei Su to join them for the meal.

However, over at Si Lin’s side, when Jiang Moxi saw him so angered that he turned and left, she instructed the servants, "Prepare a Western-style breakfast for Young Master Si, I’ll take it to him later."

Cen Xuan felt sorry for Wei Su standing there ignored and thus tentatively spoke to Feng Ming, "Miss Wei Su is here, maybe you should..."

Her implication was that Feng Ming was serving her so many dishes all of a sudden, was it to upset Wei Su?

In her view, if Feng Ming was still in love with Wei Su, there was really no need to punish her anymore; better for them to reconcile sooner and avoid detours!

However, before Cen Xuan could finish speaking, Feng Ming mocked coldly, "Mrs. Feng, this is not our place to intervene. Even if we were to intervene, it’s Ah Yu’s issue."

Cen Xuan blinked, imagining a drama where two brothers fought over Wei Su.

She even wondered if Feng Ming still harbored feelings for Wei Su and was afraid he couldn’t control himself, thus he involved her, Cen Xuan, to coordinate?

But the melodramatic romance playing in Cen Xuan’s mind was unknown to everyone.

Instead, Feng Yu, who was pointed out, gave Wei Su a cold glance and rebuked sharply, "Didn’t I tell you not to come to the front yard? Do you really think I wouldn’t dare kill you?"

Wei Su turned pale with fear because she knew Feng Yu really would dare.

But Wei Su also knew that unless she cleared up last night’s issue, even after she was soaked in the small pond all night, Feng Yu would not let it go.

So she could only say, "I am just here to apologize. I don’t know how I ended up like that last night; I only drank a wine offered by a gentleman..."

Wei Su’s eyes reddened, casting herself as a victim.

Even though she knew it was probably that glass of orange juice, swapped by Jiang Moxi and delivered to her on behalf of Feng Yu, she could only grit her teeth and swallow the injustice.

Jiang Moxi coldly watched Wei Su’s act, while Fu Youhan slightly narrowed his eyes.

Feng Yu directly questioned, "Which gentleman?"

Old Master Feng stayed silent, clearly also waiting to settle accounts after the harvest.

Throughout, Feng Ming hadn’t looked at Wei Su, but Cen Xuan could feel an ominous aura emanating from him.