Jiu Ye, little ancestor, she is crazy

They were in heavy hearts, knowing that they would face a severe test today.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was solemn and no one spoke. Mu Qingge quietly watched the scenery rapidly receding outside the window, silently praying in her heart that everything would go smoothly. Finally, the car stopped in front of the Tang family's gate.

Mu Qingge and his mother walked into the Tang family's main gate and saw several people sitting in the living room with serious expressions. The old man of the Tang family sat in the main seat, looking at them coldly.

"You still dare to come?" The old man of the Tang family's voice was icy cold.

Mu's father and mother hurried forward and bowed deeply: "We are here to apologize to the Tang family. Please forgive my daughter's ignorance."

The old man of the Tang family sneered: "Can you cover up everything with just one word of ignorance? Where is the face of my Tang family?"

Mu's father and mother were filled with guilt: "We are willing to bear all consequences. We only ask that the Tang family give our daughter a chance."

The old man of the Tang family was silent for a moment, but finally nodded. "Okay, considering your sincerity, this matter will be put to rest. But I hope you will remember that there will not be a next time."

Mu Qingge burst into tears of gratitude: "Thank you, Grandpa Tang!"

Although this process was difficult, it also made Mu Qingge deeply understand the responsibility and accountability after making mistakes. When they brought Mu Qingge to Bo Ling's residence, she was trembling with fear. What kind of Bo family was this?

Isn't this the Feng family? The Feng family's influence spreads throughout China. Although the Feng family lives in seclusion and rarely appears in the secular world, their influence in both business and political circles is unmatched.

Especially since the Feng family was known for their protectiveness towards their children, they would always argue for their own people even when they were wrong. Mu Qingge's parents were shocked at the thought of this; they had never imagined that Bo Ling was related to the Feng family.

Standing at the door of the Feng family, looking at the tightly closed vermilion door, Mu Qingge and her parents felt increasingly heavy-hearted.

They knew that the Feng family was at its peak of power, with influence spread throughout China. Facing such a powerful family, they were filled with uneasiness.

However, for the sake of their daughter's future, they had no choice but to go forward and gently knock on the door of the Feng family.

The door slowly opened with a dull sound. A serious-looking butler appeared at the door. His eyes were sharp and piercing, as if he could see through everything.

Mu Qingge's parents took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to explain their purpose to the housekeeper.

After hearing this, the butler didn't show much expression on his face. He just said lightly, "Please come in." His tone was calm and cold, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

When Mu Qingge and his family of three walked into the Feng family’s gate, they immediately felt an invisible pressure enveloping them.

The Feng family's courtyard is spacious and magnificent, and the buildings are tall and majestic, exuding a solemn and dignified atmosphere everywhere.

While waiting in the inner hall, Mu Qingge held her parents' hands tightly, with fear and a hint of determination in her heart.

She knew that today's meeting would determine her fate and she had to face it bravely.

Finally, the butler led them into the inner hall, which was beautifully decorated with precious calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, soft carpets on the floor, and neatly arranged tables and chairs, giving it a solemn look.

Mu Qingge and his family sat nervously on the sofa, waiting for the head of the Feng family to appear.

Mu Qingge's heart was in turmoil. She knew what kind of challenge she was about to face. But she told herself to be strong and not to back down.

She took a deep breath, straightened her spine, and prepared to face the next test.

When the head of the Feng family appeared in front of everyone, a powerful and majestic aura came over them, making people hold their breath involuntarily.

She was tall, with a stern face and eyes as sharp as a knife, as if she could see through everything. Mu Qingge felt this pressure and couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in her heart.

Patriarch Feng looked at Mu Qingge and her family coldly, his voice low and stern: "I wonder what brings you here today, Patriarch Mu?"

Her tone revealed an inviolable majesty that made people dare not challenge it easily.

Mu Qingge's father took a deep breath, respectfully handed over a letter of apology, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Master Feng, we have come here to apologize to you and ask for your forgiveness.

We are deeply sorry for the pain we have caused your daughter and hope to gain your understanding." He was sincere, his eyes revealing deep remorse and regret.

The head of the Feng family took the envelope but did not open it. He just stared quietly at Mu Qingge and his daughter, as if thinking about their sincerity.

Her gaze was as sharp as torches, piercing Mu Qingge's heart like two sharp swords, making her feel a chill.

After a long time, the head of the Feng family spoke slowly with a cold tone: "So that's how it is. You are here because of the matter of my little Seventeen." Her words were concise and clear, but with an irresistible power.

Mu Qingge's father nodded quickly and expressed his willingness to take full responsibility.

Patriarch Feng shook his head slightly, a barely perceptible smile on his face: "Patriarch Mu, you should be clear about the position of my Feng family.

My family has always stood up for our relatives and not for others, and I'm sure you've all heard about my little Seventeen's status in the Feng family."

At this time, a group of beautiful women came from behind. They were the daughters of the head of the Feng family.

Hearing that Little Seventeen was being bullied, they all rushed to support their sister. One of the women walked over to Patriarch Feng and asked softly, "Patriarch, what happened?"

Patriarch Feng nodded slightly and told the girls what had happened. Hearing about the Mu family's actions, the sisters all frowned, their faces showing displeasure.

One of them even said angrily: "How dare you bully our little Seventeen? How despicable!"

Seeing this scene, Mu Qingge's parents became more and more nervous. They held each other's hands tightly and a thin layer of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

Mu Qingge bit her lower lip nervously, afraid that she would say something wrong and anger these terrible Feng family members.

The head of the Feng family swept a cold gaze over everyone present. The icy aura was suffocating, as if even the air had solidified, and no one dared to breathe easily.

She spoke slowly, her voice low and majestic: "Since the Mu family can come here to apologize, it means there is still hope."

After hearing this, Mu Qingge's parents felt a little relieved, but they were still worried, fearing that the head of the Feng family would be unhappy and wipe out their entire family.

Patriarch Feng continued, "But the mistake has been made, and we must learn a lesson." She suddenly turned to look at Mu Qingge, her tone slightly softened, "You, follow me."

Mu Qingge's heart tightened, and he quickly responded, "Okay, Master Feng!" Then he followed Master Feng carefully.

Mu Qingge followed the head of the Feng family closely, his heart filled with awe and curiosity.

She didn't know what the mysterious head of the Feng family wanted to do, and she had no idea what fate she would face next.

At this time, the sisters present also cast various complicated glances at Mu Qingge - some of their eyes were filled with anger and hatred.