Chapter 14

Finally, Feng Jueyu remembered that he had felt something was amiss when he came out. It turned out today was the day his fiancée, who had not yet crossed the threshold, was returning home.

Miss Shangguan had left a month ago, saying she had to personally handle a business deal. She had announced to the entire family that she would return today. Unfortunately, this Young Master Feng was not the same as the other Young Master Feng, and he had forgotten such a messy matter.

Now, recalling it, Feng Jueyu slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "Ah, I remember now. My fiancée, your sister, is coming home today."

The servants glared at him with furrowed brows, their noses and eyes twisted. She hadn't even crossed the threshold, and he was already calling her "fiancée." How shameless.

Shangguan Ruofan stumbled, her mouth dry and tongue parched, "Um, uh, yes, my sister is back."

Before she could finish speaking, Feng Jueyu threw out another line, "What's it got to do with me?"

Damn!

All the servants were stunned. What did he mean? He was just calling her "fiancée," and now it's none of his business?

Shangguan Ruofan was speechless, her face falling. "Brother-in-law, are you brain-damaged? You used to be the happiest when my sister came back. Why are you...?"

"Ah, I... this...," Feng Jueyu wished he could slap himself. Damn, this act is too unprofessional. He had forgotten that he was supposed to play the role of Feng Jueyu.

In the past, Feng Jueyu had been very respectful to the main figures in the Shangguan family to stay in their good graces, fully embodying the role of a future son-in-law. But the Great Killer Feng was different. Why should he care about a woman who ignored him? Why should the whole family gather just because she was coming home? Even if she were the emperor, he wouldn't care. Hell, even if she were the emperor, he wouldn't give a damn.

Well, who made him end up in this body? He would just play the role of a future son-in-law for a while.

"That... what are you looking at? Hurry up and go, or we'll miss lunch." Feng Jueyu shamelessly said and walked away, leaving the servants staring in shock. Was this guy's brain waterlogged? Why was he talking nonsense?

The group hurriedly followed the Great Killer Feng back to the Shangguan residence...

...

By the time they arrived at the Shangguan residence, it was already past noon. The red silk at the gate was being taken down by the servants. From this, it was clear that Shangguan Lao Ye valued this young lady greatly. Upon her return, the gate was festooned with decorations, a grand welcome that should be given to a hero.

In fact, Shangguan Ruomeng's contributions to the Shangguan family far exceeded the word "hero." She held the power of Huairen Hall, bringing in substantial income for the Shangguan family, supporting the luxurious lives of nearly a hundred people. Her achievements were no less than those of Shangguan Lao Ye, and in some ways, even surpassed his.

Without Shangguan Ruomeng, the Shangguan family would have been ruined by the few wastrels long ago.

Entering the gate, they learned that the lunch gathering had already dispersed. Shangguan Ruomeng had reported to Lao Ye and then returned to Yunmeng Tower to rest. The Great Killer Feng searched the courtyard for a while but found no food, so he walked to the small building, his stomach growling.

Shangguan Ruofan had gone ahead to notify, which left the Great Killer Feng speechless. In the past, his brother-in-law hadn't been so enthusiastic.

At the entrance of Yunmeng Tower, the Great Killer Feng saw two graceful figures standing with Shangguan Ruofan, his future wife, Shangguan Ruomeng, and her personal maid, Xing'er.

Shangguan Ruomeng wore a white, flowing dress, like a lotus that remains pure despite the mud. Her hair was half-up and half-down, exuding a natural charm. Her eyes, full of wisdom and the complexity of life, should not have belonged to a seventeen-year-old girl, but years of business and natural talent had given her this profound and mismatched wisdom.

Her jade-like face, clear eyes, straight and delicate nose, and soft, plump lips, like cherries, were embedded in her face.

The Great Killer Feng couldn't think of any words to describe Shangguan Ruomeng's beauty. Perhaps only her name could evoke endless imagination, just as her name suggested, she looked like a fairy in a dream...

With such a wife, no wonder the dead Feng Jueyu was always eager to please her, running over whenever she returned. Even the experienced and womanizing Great Killer Feng felt a bit distracted. Yes, her chest wasn't small, and compared to her, Tong'er was like an airport.

But he knew that no matter how beautiful a woman was, if her heart was not with you, even if you gave her the stars, she wouldn't even smile.

Shangguan Ruomeng's disdain for Feng Jueyu was known throughout the household, and the dead Feng Jueyu was well aware of it.

Rubbing his stomach, he walked forward and saw Shangguan Ruomeng's lips curl into a smile from a distance. It was not a genuine smile but a forced one. The old Feng Jueyu might have been excited by this rare smile and rushed over to fawn, but the current Great Killer Feng felt a bit disgusted and annoyed.

If you don't want to smile, don't. No one is forcing you.

Feng Jueyu thought that when he met his future wife, he would at least try to act like the dead Feng Jueyu, but when he was in front of her, his inherent pride took over.

"Back?" he said indifferently, his left hand on his stomach and his right hand behind his back.

This reaction stunned Shangguan Ruomeng, Shangguan Ruofan, and even the maid Xing'er. The old Feng Jueyu would have been like a lapdog, eagerly attaching himself.

It felt so strange!

Shangguan Ruomeng's smile froze, and she felt awkward. Why? What was wrong with him?

Cough, cough... Just a glance, and the scene became particularly awkward. Shangguan Ruofan coughed lightly, as if reminding Shangguan Ruomeng. In an instant, Shangguan Ruomeng interpreted Feng Jueyu's attitude as a result of brain trauma.

The change in attitude fit the symptoms of a concussion.

Shangguan Ruomeng didn't pay much attention. In front of her, her future husband was still the old Feng Jueyu, either brain-damaged from an attack or pretending to be indifferent to win her favor. Both were equally despicable and equally useless. Such a small trick was nothing.

Years of business dealings had given Shangguan Ruomeng a unique strength, the spirit of a woman and the demeanor of a strong woman. Even if she was slightly dissatisfied, she wouldn't show it.

"Big Brother Feng, this little sister greets you." Shangguan Ruomeng bowed slightly, and Xing'er followed suit.

Xing'er had grown up with Shangguan Ruomeng and had been sold to the Shangguan family as a child. They were like sisters. Among those who opposed the marriage between Shangguan Ruomeng and Feng Jueyu, she had been the most vehement. As a servant, she had never shown a good face to Feng Jueyu.

Shangguan Ruomeng's greeting made Feng Jueyu realize that she was intentionally keeping a distance. He had accepted it because she had never given him a proper look, and everything she did was for the Shangguan family and Lao Ye's mood.

Standing up, Shangguan Ruomeng asked with concern, "Little sister has been away for a month. I heard Big Brother Feng had an accident. Are you feeling better?"

Damn. Feng Jueyu didn't want to say much, but this sentence made him angry. Where was the virtue of a woman? Was this how a future wife should greet her husband? There was no genuine concern, just a formal greeting. What a waste for the dead Feng Jueyu to have such a wife.

Feng Jueyu suppressed his anger and nodded. "Much better. Did Little Sister have a good trip to Cangzhou? I've heard Cangzhou is a place of talented people and abundant resources. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to go. What a pity. Oh, are you tired from the journey? If not, would you like to enjoy the moon with me tonight? The spring is beautiful, the autumn breeze is gentle, and it would be lovely to talk under the moon. I've missed you so much, Little Sister."

Feng Jueyu was purely imitating the old Feng Jueyu's style, rambling and talking nonsense. He was even more shameless and frivolous than before. Since she didn't like him, he would keep up the act, annoying her until she gave up, and he would have the upper hand.

Feng Jueyu wasn't lacking in literary talent but didn't want to show off. He just talked nonsense and acted foolish.

Obviously, such nonsense was unbearable. Xing'er behind Shangguan Ruomeng gritted her teeth in anger.

Beautiful spring and gentle autumn breeze? What nonsense! There's no autumn breeze in spring. This son-in-law is still so unworthy, not matching our young lady.

Hmph, this weak wastrel only knows about moonlit nights. Our young lady has suffered so much outside, while you enjoy yourself at home, even visiting disreputable places. It's only right that you fell and hurt your head.

Shangguan Ruofan put her hand on her forehead. These greetings were completely off the mark. She had just spoken well of him, but he hadn't changed at all. If it weren't for teaching her sword techniques, she wouldn't bother with him.

The Great Killer Feng's intention was to annoy Shangguan Ruomeng and get her to leave so he could go back to practice. Shangguan Ruomeng, however, had great self-control and let his nonsense pass through one ear and out the other.

Finally, she smiled and had Xing'er bring out a few exquisite gift boxes and a basket of food. "Little sister picked up some small trinkets in Cangzhou for Big Brother Feng. Oh, Big Brother Feng hasn't had lunch yet, has he? I've saved some for you. Eat here."

As she spoke, she opened the lid, and a fragrant aroma wafted out.

The Great Killer Feng, who had been mentally exhausted all morning, was starving. Hearing there was food, he didn't hesitate, grabbing a piece of emerald-green bamboo cake and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Delicious, delicious. Little Sister really cares about me, even packing food for me. Thanks."

Xing'er's nose was almost out of joint. Eat, eat, eat. Just eat. Choke on it.

Shangguan Ruomeng was amused by the Great Killer Feng's ruffian behavior and smiled. "Big Brother Feng, please eat. Little sister has some business to attend to and won't keep you company."

Distance, that's the distance.

Shangguan Ruomeng walked to the small building, and Feng Jueyu lifted his eyelids, sneering inwardly. Why bother? If you don't like me, don't come out. What's the point of this surface act?

"Hey, Little Sister, think about the moonlit night, okay?" Although Feng Jueyu didn't care about Shangguan Ruomeng's attitude, his pride wouldn't let him back down. Throwing out a line as he left, it was a way to vent his frustration.

Shangguan Ruomeng didn't turn around, just lowered her head and shook it helplessly. This useless person, still the same. When will the Shangguan family have a person who can change the tide? Only then can I retire.

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