diskusbooks Chapter 380 Trap
Chapter 380 Trap
Unlike the others who were in high spirits, Feng Jiuqing was in a bad mood. After getting in the car, he became even angrier when he saw Yan Xun's smiling face that was always seducing people, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended not to see it.
"Let's go live in the mountains." Feng Jiuqing said indifferently.
Shanju is the manor where the stud dad lives.
"it is good."
Hearing the response from the man in front, Feng Jiuqing sneered in his heart, wondering if this man is always like this to everyone, as gentle as a drop of water that nourishes everything.
Unfortunately, he doesn't like central air conditioning, nor does he like people who think they can control him. Unfortunately, Yan Xun has both, so he will never be able to like Yan Xun.
However, if Yan Xun really intended to use the beauty trap on him, he wouldn't mind playing along with Yan Xun. He was confident that he could be the winner of this game as long as he didn't get tempted.
For example, today, I can try Yan Xun.
The car stopped at the entrance of the villa, and Yan Xun opened the door for Feng Jiuqing, "Master, we have arrived at the villa."
"Ah."
Feng Jiuqing's feet went weak when he got out of the car. Yan Xun caught him quickly, his eyes full of concern: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Feng Jiuqing rubbed his forehead, his voice a little weak, his face rarely showing a bit of fragility, "It's okay, just a little tired."
"Shall I help you in?" The moment Yan Xun touched Feng Jiuqing, a hint of blue penetrated into Feng Jiuqing's body. After a moment, Yan Xun breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed caused by excessive fatigue.
Although the young master's body looks fine on the surface, he is very weak inside. He is like a giant made of sand, which will fall apart at the slightest breeze.
Feng Jiuqing didn't say anything, which was considered as his agreement with Yan Xun's meaning.
This was the first time since Yan Xun approached Feng Jiuqing that Feng Jiuqing did not resist contacting him. He knew that although the young master was sharp, he actually had an extremely soft heart.
No matter when, the young master can't refuse someone who is good to him.
He really does "care" about him, but I don't know how much truth and how much falsehood are hidden in Yan Xun's care.
Feng Jiuqing unceremoniously pressed the weight of his entire body on Yan Xun. The moment they made contact, he vaguely heard a muffled groan, and the faint smell of blood and medicine brushed past his nostrils.
Yan Xun was injured?
Injured on the same day as him?
There was nothing in Feng Garden that could hurt Yan Xun. After all, Yan Xun's skills were better than his. Could it be that the old madman had also attacked Yan Xun?
This shouldn't happen. The old madman values his reputation the most and would never attack an outsider. But, there is another possibility. Yan Xun is not an outsider to the old madman.
Could it be that Yan Xun was his "older brother"? The illegitimate son left behind by his stud father?
No, that's not right. If Yan Xun was the stud father's illegitimate son, the old madman would never have sent Yan Xun to him.
Yan Xun is excellent in both appearance and ability, and is obviously more suitable to be the successor of Ding Feng than the image he is currently pretending to be.
Even if the old madman wanted him to block the knife in front and serve as a whetstone for Yan Xun, he would not expose Yan Xun so early.
Since Yan Xun could be by his side, he couldn't be the illegitimate son of the stud father. The old madman sent his confidant to be by his side. Could it be that he suspected him?
It seems that I have to be more careful recently, especially with Yan Xun's beauty trap.
Feng Jiuqing was busy thinking about his own things and didn't notice the regretful and caring look in the eyes of the person above him.
Yan Xun blamed himself a lot, thinking that it was all his fault that he had not found the young master earlier, which caused the young master to suffer a lot over the years.
As far as he knew, the young master had always been equipped with a nutritionist, and the young master himself did not have any picky eating habits, so it was only possible that he was treated so harshly.
I shouldn't have let Feng Wude off so easily last time, otherwise -
Yan Xun raised his eyes to look at the sky. A sophisticated surveillance network covered every place. He could only reluctantly give up his plan to put Feng Wude in a sack tonight.
Damn 001!
Sooner or later he will come back to 001 to collect all the debts owed by 001, including principal and interest!
"Master Jiuqing, what's wrong with you?" The housekeeper of the mountain residence asked softly with a smile, and his tone was more of watching a show than respect.
"I feel a little uncomfortable, but it's not a big deal. Where's Mr. Feng?" Feng Jiuqing leaned weakly on Yan Xun's shoulder, his face pale, as if he only had one breath left and would be blown away by the wind at any time.
"The gentleman is waiting for you in the living room. I'll take you in."
The Shanju housekeeper took two steps forward and stopped to look at Feng Jiuqing, "Master Jiuqing, the master only wants to see you. It would be better for other irrelevant people to wait outside the door."
Feng Jiuqing smiled weakly: "Look at me now, can I go to see Mr. Feng alone? Yan Xun is the butler sent by the chairman, can't he go in?"
Shanju housekeeper still smiled: "In that case, it's okay for this housekeeper Yan to come in."
Feng Jiuqing followed Shanju's housekeeper into the living room. Feng Shan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and pretending to read a newspaper, as if he didn't know Feng Jiuqing had come in at all.
Haha, he even installed it on him. Some people don't look like a prince even if they wear dragon robes. Gold-rimmed glasses on Yan Xun look like a gentleman scum, but on Fengshan, they look like a chicken-footed snake wearing glasses - fake gentleman.
He has a beer belly, a bald spot, and the fat on his face squeezes his facial features together. He also wears a pair of glasses, and the date on the newspaper is from the day before yesterday. The sense of incongruity is extreme.
"Mr. Feng, do you have something to talk to me about?"
Feng Jiuqing leaned against Yan Xun, his voice soft and a little breathy, as if he was terminally ill.
Feng Shan was reading the newspaper seriously and ignored Feng Jiuqing.
The housekeeper of Shanju still had a smile on his face, "Master Jiuqing, maybe the master didn't hear it. Why don't you wait for a while until the master finishes reading the newspaper."
"Yeah, okay." Feng Jiuqing walked down the hill, motioned to Yan Xun to help him to the sofa opposite, and sat down without any hesitation.
Shanju housekeeper: “…” It seems that the sir’s show of power has no effect.
As expected, the moment Feng Jiuqing sat down, Feng Shan put down the newspaper and looked at him with displeasure, "You don't know any rules at all!"
Feng Jiuqing smiled slightly, not angry at all: "Mr. Feng, you are joking. After all, everyone knows that I, Feng Jiuqing, was born by a mother but not taught by a father. It is normal for me to have no rules. What do you think, Mr. Feng?"
"Rebellious son!" Fengshan scolded, "You have learned all these years the rules like a dog? Is this what the old man taught you?"
Feng Jiuqing's eyes were full of sarcasm, and he chuckled: "Why don't you ask him and find out? Mr. Feng asked me to come here today just to reprimand me? In that case, I won't accompany you any more, bye."
"Stop! Feng Jiuqing! What do you think this place is? You can come and go as you please!" Feng Shan glared at me.
"What does it have to do with me? It's not my fault. If you don't like it, I can never come again. You don't have to act like a hypocrite here and make me sick."