Quick wear: the blackened male god is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 8
Feng Yuan's parents didn't expect her to say such words.

But they were just stunned for a moment, without any accusation, Feng Yuan's mother, Lu Yao, couldn't help but say, "Don't worry, as long as it is someone who bullied you, my mother will not let anyone go."

Lu Yao didn't look like the mistress of a big family at all. Feng Yuan couldn't help but look at her twice because of her smart and casual attire.

This woman, to her taste, can be considered for protection.

If Feng Ling's parents want to avenge their daughter, that's not true.

Anyway, Feng Ling has become a waste and can't be supported anymore. They have to get some benefits from the Patriarch for their young son and go back.

But Feng Ling's parents did not expect that the Patriarch and Mistress would have such an attitude.

Not only did they not get any benefits, but they had to apologize to Feng Yuan.

"You wait! You will definitely get retribution for doing such a vicious thing!" Feng Ling's father finished speaking, and asked his servants to carry Feng Ling away in despair.

"Just leave as soon as you leave, what are you talking about! What if the elder brother gets angry and deducts us for food and clothing?" After walking out of the courtyard, Feng Lingniang slapped Feng Ling's father bitterly, and said .

"Impossible!" Father Feng Ling retorted.

As they walked, they talked bad things about Feng Yuan's family, and their pace became faster and faster, as if there was a ghost chasing after them.

"Father, mother, slow down...I'm in pain..." Feng Ling said weakly.

The person who carried her walked too fast, and her whole body hurt from the bumps.

"How can you be so squeamish! Even your dantian has been taken away by yourself, why are you being pretentious!" Feng Lingniang said impatiently.

Feng Ling's eyes widened suddenly, as if she couldn't believe that these words came from her loving mother.

After a while, she suddenly understood something.

She was able to get the love of her parents, probably because of her high talent, she was the best candidate for the next Patriarch.

Feng Ling's body trembled slightly, her fingernails poked into the palm of her hand, and blood oozed out, but she didn't seem to feel it.

The more this happened, the more jealous she became of Feng Yuan.

Why is it that she was born useless and humiliated the housewife and mistress, but she can get their selfless love and care?

Fortunately, fortunately, she has brother Wu Yuan...

……

the other side.

The atmosphere is quite different.

Lu Yao held Feng Yuan's hand and was about to cry again, Feng Yuan quickly withdrew her hand, put her back behind her back, and said in a blunt tone, "I'm fine, don't cry."

Fortunately, the original owner is cowardly and introverted, and doesn't communicate much with his parents.

Lu Yao didn't notice Feng Yuan's weirdness.

"Hmph! Wait for daddy to find out who has bullied my precious daughter before, and daddy will break their legs one by one!" Feng Xian said angrily.

After finishing speaking, he remembered those hooligans who wanted to bully his daughter. He was furious, and immediately rolled up his sleeves and said, "Father, go and get rid of those hooligans now!"

Gan Xiao thinks of his Feng Xian's daughter, and is really impatient.

Yao Guang who was standing beside him clenched his fists as he listened to Feng Xian's words.

"It's already useless." As soon as Feng Yuan said this, the eyes of several people fell on her.

She blinked and said, "I destroyed it myself."

……

There was a moment of silence.

She thought they would be taken aback.

But in the next second, Feng Xian said excitedly: "You really deserve to be my daughter! It's good to be useless! If I'm there, I guarantee their lives will not be guaranteed! Really think our young lady of the Feng family is a character who is easy to bully!?"

Yes, that's right, excitement.

Feng Yuan looked at the excited Feng Xian, and then at the relieved Lu Yao.

These two people are really strange.

But she didn't resent their touch at all.

"It must be the muscle memory of the original owner."

Feng Yuan didn't believe that she would have any affection for weak humans.

　Feng Yuan: How could this demon god fall in love with humans!
　　Yaoguang brims with tears and looks at her pitifully.

　　Feng Yuan: Well, well, it seems that I like one.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)