After reading my heart, Mr. Fu doesn't even want Bai Yueguang anymore

"Beichen's wife, you hurt Feng Yan's face. You are also a girl, you should know how important a girl's face is."

Feng Hong raised his chin slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable greed.

His purpose was obvious, which was to ask for money, and he asked for it with a clear conscience. After all, the wound was indeed caused by her, so giving her money was only natural.

But there is a saying that goes, "Ideals are full, but reality is skinny." I wonder if he has heard of it.

Lin Yumeng curled the corners of her mouth and shifted her gaze to Feng Yan's face. Suddenly, she found that Feng Yan looked much more pleasing to the eye with a piece of gauze on his face. It turned out that ugly people should cover up more so that they won't scare people when they go out.

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Feng Hong was overjoyed. He quickly stretched out a finger, and just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard Feng Yu cough lightly.

Lin Yumeng glanced at him casually, haha~ old fox.

As expected, the next second, Feng Hong raised three fingers, "If you compensate us 300 million, we will be generous and not bother with you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yumeng smiled coldly, then slowly raised her hands and clapped for him expressionlessly.

"Uncle, are you born in the Year of the Leo? How dare you ask for such a high price? Three hundred million. Even if you sell her by the pound, she's not worth three hundred million. Not to mention it's just a small wound."

Hearing Lin Yumeng say this, Feng Hong's face turned unusually ugly. He said solemnly, "It's just a small wound! You hurt her face! If she can't marry the richest man in a foreign country because of this wound, the loss will be more than just a small 300 million."

"what?"

Hearing Feng Hong's arrogant words, Lin Yumeng almost laughed out loud. Fu Beichen's mouth corners inadvertently rose, and his lowered eyes were full of teasing.

Lin Yumeng laughed simply because she thought Feng Hong was dreaming. Feng Yan was not ugly, but she was not pretty either. With such ordinary looks, an arrogant and domineering personality, and these profit-seeking relatives, she wanted to marry the richest man in a foreign country. She was dreaming!

Fu Beichen smiled because he knew that the richest man they were talking about was An Shiyu. He wondered if An Shiyu was excited when he knew that someone was rushing to be his wife.

At this time, An Shiyu, who was far away abroad, sneezed more than a dozen times without any warning, which confused the assistant who was reporting something and made him stand there waiting for him to finish sneezing.

The originally solemn scene, at this moment, inexplicably had a hint of humor.

Feng Yan saw the mocking look on Lin Yumeng's face and immediately became furious. He raised his finger and pointed at her, shouting angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Yumeng pursed her lips. "Don't you know what I'm laughing at?"

After saying that, he set his eyes on Feng Hong and spoke in a rather disdainful tone.

"You're really going to great lengths to get us to pay a little more. You're saying she's marrying the richest man in a foreign country? With her looks, disfiguring her is the equivalent of plastic surgery. I think you'd better not mess around. If you scare the richest man in a foreign country, you'll be in big trouble."

Feng Hong clenched his fists upon hearing this, veins popping out of his forehead. Feng Yan was so angry that his blood rushed to his head. He raised his hand and rushed towards Lin Yumeng, "Bitch, I'm going to rip your mouth off! What gives you the right to slander me like this?"

Lin Yumeng just stretched out her foot to kick him away, but unexpectedly Fu Beichen's kick was faster.

Looking at his long legs, Lin Yumeng's mouth twitched. The length of their legs can't be compared, really can't be compared!

Feng Yan fell heavily to the cold, hard ground, his eyes wide as copper bells, looking at Fu Beichen in disbelief.

Feng Hong realized it a long time later. His face was gloomy, and he quickly walked to Feng Yan and pulled her up from the ground, his face full of anger.

"Beichen, you are going too far."

Facing Feng Hong's accusations and questions, Fu Beichen glanced at him coldly with an expressionless face, not even bothering to say a word of explanation.

Then, he turned around and told the servant beside him as if nothing had happened, "Go get a clean towel."

The servant responded and left.

Feng Yan covered her stomach which was in unbearable pain, and looked at Fu Beichen with a look of grievance. Crystal clear tears kept rolling in her eyes, as if they would burst out at any time.

She choked with grievance and said, "Cousin... why... why did you do this to me."

Fu Beichen seemed completely unmoved by Feng Yan's heartfelt cry. He said in a cold tone, "She's my wife. You want to hurt her, and you ask me why? If your brain isn't working, just donate it, or you'll just be an ugly decoration."

"Cousin, I'm your cousin!"

"I! I don't have a cousin. Did you hear me clearly?" Fu Beichen said word by word.

The cold eyes shot towards her like a knife. Feng Yan's body froze and she even forgot to breathe.

At this moment, Feng Yu, who originally looked down on Fu Beichen, felt the murderous intent emanating from Fu Beichen. It seemed that the rumors about him over the years were not groundless.

"Mr. Fu, the towel is here."

Fu Beichen raised his hand to take the towel handed to him by the servant, and wiped his polished leather shoes nonchalantly, as if he had just kicked something dirty.

After a moment, he threw the towel into the trash can next to him. The living room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

At this moment, Feng Yu, who had been silent the entire time, finally couldn't help but shout, "That's enough! Young man, stop being so aggressive. Whether you want to admit it or not, she is your cousin. This is an unchangeable fact!"

Fu Beichen sneered when he heard this, "What? You can still be my master? You take yourself too seriously."

Although he had never met them before, when his parents died, Fu's company was besieged by other companies and his grandmother asked him for help, what did he say?

"The Fu family will go bankrupt sooner or later. Why should I waste my hard-earned money on you? I can ask them to give me a few more big fat boys! Isn't it much better than this?"

Now it seems that what he did at that time was not very wise. He found so many women before he had a son, and this son only gave him a granddaughter. The family line was almost cut off, and now he is still arrogant in front of him. It is really ridiculous.

He hasn't taken care of them these years, but he didn't expect them to come to him. So don't blame him for speaking harshly.

"If you want to beg, you must have the awareness of a beggar. Don't be ignorant of your own limitations and yell at the owner!" Fu Beichen said in a serious and resounding voice.

Hearing these words, Feng Yu's heart trembled violently.

Impossible, absolutely impossible. They haven't been in touch for so many years, they should not be aware of the Feng family's situation.

"What do you mean?" he asked, pretending not to understand, his expression more solemn than ever before.

Fu Beichen raised his lips in a mocking manner, raised his eyelids, and looked at him directly without any hesitation.

"Don't you know what I mean?" Fu Beichen looked at him with a smile, then his eyes swept across Feng Hong and Feng Yan's faces.

"I heard your company is going bankrupt. You owe so much foreign debt and the company is still in deficit. If you can't raise money, some people will have to beg on the streets, and some people will probably go to jail."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a thunderclap exploding in the air. Feng Yu's previously calm expression instantly darkened, as oppressive as the sky before a storm. Feng Hong, standing beside him, panicked, his hands and feet shaking uncontrollably.

They never expected that Fu Beichen knew the situation of their own company so clearly. Wasn't everything they had just done as ridiculous as a clown?

For a moment, the two old men were silent, and Feng Yan suddenly jumped out like a frightened rabbit.

Her face was pale, her expression was extremely nervous, and her eyes revealed an unconcealable panic.

"Impossible, our company just encountered some minor crises. It's not as serious as you say. You are just exaggerating." Feng Yan bit her lips tightly, and her voice trembled slightly with excitement.

In her heart, she always believed what her father and Feng Yu said when they came - the family company just had some minor troubles and it would be resolved soon.

So when she heard Fu Beichen's words, she subconsciously thought that he was maliciously exaggerating and wanted to use this to attack their family.

"Cousin, even if you don't like us, you can't curse our company like this. It's a bit too much." Feng Yan's face turned red with anger, but he didn't dare to step forward.

Fu Beichen looked at her with a half-smile, "Why? Judging from your reaction, your father and grandfather didn't tell you? No wonder, after all, they still want to exchange you for money. What if you knew and disagreed?"

Feng Yan felt as if her body froze when she heard this. She looked panicked, her lips trembling uncontrollably as she murmured, "My father and grandfather love me the most. How could they possibly use me for money? Impossible. You must have tricked me."

Although she said this, her eyes involuntarily looked at Feng Hong and Feng Yu.

Seeing that both of them kept silent and didn't even dare to look her in the eye, tears immediately flowed down her eyes.

"Dad...Grandpa...is what he said true? Do you really want to exchange me for money?" she asked in a trembling voice, her eyes full of disbelief.

Feng Yu's wrinkled face was furrowed.

Even though they thought so, it hadn't come to that yet, and it was her duty to sacrifice for the family. She had enjoyed the life of a young lady for so many years, so what would it matter if she gave a little, idiot!

Even though he thought so in his heart, as a "loving" grandfather, he still needed to do the necessary superficial work. After all, he might have to rely on her to attract investment in the future.

So, he sighed deeply and said earnestly, "Yan'er, you know best how much your father and I love you. We are doing this in the hope of finding you a good family, so that you can have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life and not suffer with us."

Feng Yan looked puzzled when he heard this. "So what he said is true. The company is really going bankrupt? You are doing this to protect me, right?"

Seeing that she seemed to believe it, Feng Hong immediately continued, "Yes, Yan'er, you are the only hope of our Feng family. Your grandfather and I naturally hope that you can find a good family, have enough food and drink, and live a carefree life."

Feng Yan was moved when she heard their words and apologized for having wronged them.

"Dad, Grandpa, it's my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you. You are the closest people to me."

Lin Yumeng felt a chill run down her spine. No way, could they believe this? It seemed their brainwashing was quite successful.

Just as she was watching the show, Feng Yan suddenly turned his head and looked at her with cold eyes.

"Dad, Grandpa, she hurt my face. She will be responsible for the rest of my life."

Feng Hong's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself: This method is better than asking for money directly. Maybe I can get more from the Fu family.

They were happy, but Lin Yumeng was so angry that she laughed at Feng Yan's shameless words.

She leaned lazily against Fu Beichen, crossed her legs, and was about to speak when she saw Fu Beichen reach out his big hand to put her legs down. He said softly, "The doctor said you can't cross your legs when you're pregnant."

Lin Yumeng: ...

Rolled his eyes at him!

[They're so controlling, I don't even have the freedom to cross my legs.]

Although she was quite dissatisfied, when she thought of the baby growing in her belly, she finally chose to put her feet flat, but the expression on her face was still arrogant.

"You woman, you just got a little cut, and you want to take advantage of me to seduce my husband? Don't you even consider whether my husband likes you?" Lin Yumeng sneered.

Feng Yan's face looked as ugly as a dead fish. How did she know?

Lin Yumeng didn't have time to care about her little thoughts and continued, "Since you're going to push your luck, let's settle the score. Call the police and let them handle it. I'll pay whatever compensation they ask for. I'll even pay for the plastic surgery they ask for. But you wanting to get close to my husband is just a pipe dream."

[My husband is so handsome, how can a vulgar woman like you touch him? Even looking at him for a second is blasphemy!]