The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

When he was working with those people earlier, Qin Feng said he would treat them to lunch, so he cooked a lot of food for lunch.

My two cousins ​​hired eight people to do the work.

The food was ready quickly. Feige helped set out the food and dishes, and set up two tables. The eight people sat at one table, and the four of them sat at another.

After it was done, Feige shouted,

"Dinner's ready."

Soon, his two cousins ​​arrived with their men.

"It smells so good!"

"Exactly, the smell makes me hungry."

"It's not that I'm hungry just from the smell, I was already hungry."

……

Soon, everyone washed their hands, sat down, and ate.

"good to eat"

"tasty,"

"Looks good and tastes good"

"I never expected Qin Feng to be such a good cook."

Even without alcohol, everyone enjoyed the meal.

“Hey girl, we just discussed it, and we estimate this house will take about two months to finish,” one of the cousins ​​said.

"It's alright, take your time. Building a house takes time and patience; slow and steady wins the race," Feige said with a smile.

Qin Feng kept piling food onto her plate until it was overflowing. Fei Ge rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"Fengzi, are you going to eat or not? If not, go away. Can't you see my bowl is full?" Feige said angrily, her mouth full of food.

"Sis, it's alright, take your time eating. He's just worried that if you eat too slowly, there won't be any left," my cheap cousin said with a smile.

"So much food, how can we possibly finish it? I think he's trying to stuff me to death!"

After Feige finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

……

After dinner, Feige went to her room to sleep. Qin Feng cleaned up the dishes. When others offered to help, he refused, claiming his wife would be upset if she saw it. Everyone assumed it was just a playful moment between the two of them and didn't help.

After eating and resting for an hour, everyone continued working.

Soon, the afternoon passed, and it was getting dark.

Those who had been working went home.

After dinner,

After washing up, my two cousins ​​went back to their room to rest.

Feige sat in the courtyard looking at the stars, while Qin Feng leaned against the doorframe watching her.

"Fengzi, go to sleep if you're tired. I'll go to sleep in a bit too."

"it is good"

After a while, Qin Feng went to sleep.

Feige was in the courtyard, staring blankly at the moon and stars. It was almost midnight, and she was still lost in thought.

Finally, Feige stood up, returned to the room, and saw that Qin Feng was fast asleep. She glanced at him again and then disappeared.

Upon arriving at the daughter's house in the neighboring county, Feige went directly to the old woman's room.

Seeing the old woman lying on the bed spread-eagled with her mouth wide open,

Feige walked to the bedside and gently called out twice.

"Mother-in-law"

"Mother-in-law"

The old woman was startled awake. When she saw Feige, she was terrified. She wrapped herself in the blanket, leaving only her head sticking out.

Feige laughed.

"Mother-in-law, what are you doing?"

"Are you human or ghost? How did you find this place?"

"Hehe, Grandma, I'm a ghost!"

Feige laughed out loud; with Wu Tang's special effects, the effect was really good.

"Get out! Get out! Don't come looking for me when you're dead! Get lost!"

"Hehe, the King of Hell said I still have lingering attachments, and only by resolving them will he allow me to reincarnate, so I came to find you."

"Ah, go away, go away!"

Suddenly, the door opened, and Feige's stepmother arrived. Feige vanished instantly.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

The old woman was trembling all over, but she calmed down a little when she heard her daughter's voice.

"Mom, what's wrong? I heard you shouting. Were you having a nightmare?"

The aunt patted the old woman's back, and she quickly fell asleep. The aunt covered her with a blanket and then left.

Then Feige appeared again.

"Mother-in-law"

"Mother-in-law"

"Mother-in-law"

The old woman opened her eyes and saw Feige again. She wanted to shout, but Feige directly silenced her by pressing her acupoint.

"Mother-in-law, I've come to see you with two things. First, why did Li Jun suddenly die? You acted very strangely the day he died; was it related to you? Second, why did you harm my child? He's your grandson too. If you tell me the truth, I'll let you go; otherwise, I'll come to see you every day."

The old woman wanted to speak but couldn't. Her eyes were wide open as she stared at Feige; she seemed completely insane.

"Mom, you have three seconds to think it over, don't regret it later!"

"3, 2, 1"

Feige released the old woman's speech-deafening pressure point.

"You bitch, who said that's my grandson? A bitch's grandson deserves to die!"

*Slap!* Fei Ge slapped him across the face.

"It's fine if you don't like it, but the child is innocent. You're the one who's a slut, an old slut," Fei Ge cursed after hitting him.

"Tell me why, or I'll make sure your daughter has bad luck every day."

"No!" The old woman was a little scared.

I said,

"Fine, if you're lying to me, I'll drive your grandson crazy."

Feige looked at the old woman with madness in his eyes, and with the added special effects of Wu Tang, the effect was really good.

“Li Jun is not my child. He is the child of my father’s mistress. He was only 3 months old when he brought him home. I raised him. My father said that if I didn’t agree, we would get a divorce, so I agreed.”

"Isn't it enough that I raised him all these years? He actually argued with me for your sake. Why? A bastard's child is a bastard."

*Slap!* Fei Ge slapped her again.

"From 3 months to 22 years old, you tolerated him completely, but now you can't let go because of a single argument?"

"Pah! I've wanted to kill him for ages! Hahaha! If it weren't for that old bastard protecting him, would he have even grown up? He'd never have had a chance to grow up! Hahaha! That old bastard finally died, and I've been dreaming about this day. So I broke the lights on his tractor. There was no moon that night, so he couldn't see clearly and overturned! Hahaha, good riddance! He deserved to die! He should have died a long time ago!"

Hearing this, Feige felt the old woman had gone mad. The straw that had been breaking her heart all along had finally come to the breaking point: she utterly loathed the mistress's child, and therefore disliked the child as well.

Feige slapped her again.

"The child is in my belly, and I'm not a mistress, so why can't you tolerate me?"

"Pah! A slut's child, a slut's grandson, are all sluts. Why should I let them live in this world? I've already been kind enough by letting her son grow up. As for her grandson, pah! Dream on! Of course, I killed him!"

"Master, this man is a lunatic, absolutely insane! His heart is so damn black!"

Feige didn't want to say anything more; she understood everything. She glanced at the old woman; she couldn't let her off so easily. No matter what, it was still two lives—no, three. The original owner of this body had gone mad because of her.

Feige slapped the old woman several times, this time for the original owner of the body. The old woman's heart was filthy, beyond filth.

The old woman's face was swollen like a pig's head. Feige glanced at her, left a sentence, and disappeared.

"I'll kill your son. He's not mine anyway. You owe me, and you have to pay it back."

Feige left, and the old woman cowered on the bed in terror, repeatedly muttering, "Li Ming, Li Ming, Li Ming..."

As dawn broke, when the aunt opened the door, she screamed because she found the old woman unconscious, lying there motionless, her eyes lifeless.

The aunt helped the old woman down to lie down, then opened the door and went out.