If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

Meixiang waved to Feng Yizheng. She knew there would be a hurdle and was mentally prepared for it. She just didn't expect that the first person to jump out would be the son of the second branch of the Feng family. However, it might be a good thing that she could pass on the message to certain people through the third generation of the Feng family.

So I decided to finish what I wanted to say at once: "Cousin Zhen, let me finish what I want to say so that some people won't keep thinking about it. Why did I cooperate with Young Master Sun? Because I was short of money. At that time, Young Master Sun just took a look at the few pieces of cloth we tried dyeing and came over with money without saying a word. Renting land, building houses, recruiting people, etc. were all handled by Manager Sun. To be honest, I just moved my lips, and I got a quarter of the dyeing workshop's profit and promised that I would take the majority if we cooperated again in the future. Looking at Young Master Sun's appearance at that time, if it weren't for the Sun family's ancestral precepts, I might have to get more than four points. Can you do it, second cousin?"

"I..." Feng Yishuang opened his mouth and couldn't utter a word. Even Feng Yizheng who was "pretending to be dead" was a little surprised. He asked himself if the Feng family could do it.

"Since you can't explain it and can't do it, how can you have the nerve to question me why I cooperate with the Sun family?" Meixiang pressed on.

"Because you have Feng family blood?" Feng Yishuang blurted out in panic.

"Heh," Mei Xiang sneered with a hint of disdain, "Second cousin, don't say I'm just a cousin. Even if my last name is Feng, so what? Should I devote everything to the Feng family regardless of gains or losses?"

Feng Yishuang looked at Meixiang's half-smile as she looked at him, and the word "yes" was stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter it out no matter what.

"Why are you silent? If you, Feng, can't do it yourself, why do you expect me, your cousin who doesn't even know which way the Feng family's front door opens, to do it?"

"Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Didn't your wife teach you this?"

"My second cousin, if you are here to visit my mother, my Liu Mansion will open its doors to welcome you and provide you with delicious food and drinks. But if you are here to make trouble, then I'm sorry, please leave by yourself and don't let me ask you to leave."

"Are you not convinced and want to file a complaint? You can go ahead. Even my father, the emperor, said the same thing. If you don't believe me, go ask him." Meixiang blurted out everything in one go.

"You, you..." Feng Yishuang was about to reach out her hand, but then she remembered Meixiang's warning that she was going to chop off her paws, so she quickly retracted it. She was so angry that she sat on the chair and gasped.

Feng Yizhen stared at the scene with such a gusto that he quietly raised his thumb and winked at Meixiang. The second son relied on his grandmother's preference for their second branch and often bullied others. When he got involved, he was like a rolling knife that could not be cut, cooked, or chewed. Otherwise, he would not have been entangled with him for such a long time in Luzhou Prefecture and almost missed the big thing.

Meixiang taught Feng Yishuang a good lesson this time, and also gave Feng Yizheng and others a chance to vent their anger on those who had had enough of his anger.

Feng Yizhen decided to tell Xiao San and Xiao Si, who didn't catch up with the grand event, about today's scene after returning, so that they can have fun. Thinking of this, Feng Yizhen looked at Meixiang with a softer look, brave, resourceful, and with personality.

Chu Zeming and Situ Yidong, who happened to overhear these words outside the door, felt the same way, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Meixiang looked at Feng Yishuang, whose face was as red as a cooked duck, and turned to look at Feng Yizheng and asked with her mouth: "Can he tolerate this?"

Feng Yizhen smiled helplessly and mouthed the same three words to Meixiang: "Rolling Knife Meat."

"What? Rolling meat?" Meixiang looked at her cousin's lip shape and didn't react for a moment so she shouted out loud.

"laugh......"

"Hahaha......"

Several laughs rang out from outside the door at the same time. At this time, Nanny Chen came over at the right time and said, "Miss, lunch is ready. Shall we serve it now?"

"Okay, Xiang'er is naughty again, Yishuang, don't bother with her, let's go have lunch together." Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman finally put down the tea bowl she had been studying for a long time, stood up and invited everyone to have lunch together.

Feng Yishuang also sat with everyone on a chair beside the table in the north courtyard. He picked up his bowl and started eating. He ate a lot. He ate one-third of the food for seven people by himself. Meixiang was stunned while holding the bowl. This man was really shameless. Feng Yizheng and the other two were no longer surprised by this. They still ate quickly and elegantly.

"Uh," now Nanny Chen and Aunt Li, who were in charge of cleaning the dishes, were dumbfounded. During lunch, Nanny Chen even found an opportunity to ask the beautiful woman whether to add a few more dishes to dinner.

Feng Yizheng finally found the beautiful lady and Meixiang when Feng Yishuang was still napping. "Aunt, Sister Xiang'er, I apologize to you on behalf of my second brother," he stood up and bowed solemnly to the beautiful lady and Meixiang. Meixiang quickly turned aside.

"Okay, cousin Zhen, sit down and talk to mom. Otherwise, when that idiot wakes up, you won't be able to say anything." Meixiang said with a smile, and then her eyes turned and she started gossiping again: "By the way, is this second cousin really so shameless?"

Even the beautiful woman looked at Feng Yizhen who had just sat down with curiosity. Feng Yizhen touched his nose and didn't know how to describe it: "You will know this later. I can only say that today's performance is just a drop in the bucket for him."

"Oh, so awesome? Who in the Feng family inherited this skill? I must go and visit him if I get a chance. What a rare genius!" Meixiang exclaimed with her eyes wide open.

Feng Yizhen reminded the beautiful lady and Meixiang in disguise: "Ahem, as the saying goes, 'a daughter resembles her father, a son resembles his mother.'" Then he stood up, took out two letters from his bosom and handed them to the beautiful lady with both hands, "Aunt, ever since old Patriarch Chu predicted that sister Xiang'er would successfully survive the catastrophe, grandfather and father have begun to prepare to have open contact with you. Although we haven't met in these years, the four old patriarchs and the current patriarch have been paying attention to your situation from time to time. If they were not afraid of making too much noise this time, the four people from the capital would have come here in person early this morning."

After hearing this, the beautiful woman and Meixiang were moved. The beautiful woman's eyes were red. Although they knew that those people in the capital did not really exile them and their daughter, relying on only a few letters to exchange throughout the year still made people feel insecure. Especially for the beautiful woman, who had to bear all this pressure alone over the years, one can imagine.