143: Father Feng: Why don’t we open a new family tree for our son?
"Please, Sister Ling!"
Zhou Yanggentleman extended his hand, making a gesture for her to proceed.
"Little Yang Zi, lead the way for this Empress Dowager."
Shen Xueling reached out her hand.
"Yes, Empress Dowager, this way!"
Zhou Yang reached out, supported Shen Xueling, and then gave a strong tug.
Shen Xueling did a front flip and landed steadily.
"I knew you had ill intentions!"
Shen Xueling grinned.
"Empress Dowager, indeed. The Qing Dynasty fell long ago."
"The moment you reached out, I knew what you were up to."
Zhou Yang laughed heartily.
Shen Xueling smiled, "Alright, no more fooling around, let's go!"
Zhou Yang nodded, and the two walked side-by-side into the living room.
Inside the living room, it was a clear divide.
On one side were Lin Feng and the others.
Wen Xi was slapping Wu Ying's face.
On the other side were the other guests.
At the very top... Feng Jingming watched the Head of the Wen Family and his father with a dark expression.
The two were now bald, each clutching a wig in one hand, grabbing each other's collars, and cursing at each other, spittle flying everywhere.
"No, what's going on?"
Zhou Yang asked in confusion after entering.
The hall instantly fell silent, and everyone looked at Zhou Yang.
"Hahaha, Brother Zhou, you're here!"
"Please excuse the scene!"
Feng Jingming quickly said, then pulled his father up.
"Dad, Uncle Wen, stop fighting. This is Young Master of the Zhou Family, Zhou Yang!"
"He's my boss!"
"Previously, we took over some of the Shen Family's businesses, which were just crumbs from Brother Zhou's fingers!"
Feng Jingming quickly explained.
Feng's Father and the Head of the Wen Family stood at attention simultaneously, reaching out at the same time to snatch their wigs from each other's hands.
Then they put them on their bald heads and adjusted them.
Zhou Yang: "..."
Middle-aged men can't help themselves; they've all gone bald!
"Hello, Young Master Zhou!"
The two spoke solemnly.
"Thank you, Young Master Zhou, for taking my son as your subordinate and even finding him a girlfriend who can keep him in line!"
"I thank you!"
Feng's Father spoke proudly, "Thank your whole family!"
Zhou Yang's face twitched, "The last part is entirely unnecessary!"
The people around them whispered.
Young Master of the Zhou Family?
"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou..."
Lu Qinghe chuckled as he approached... Zhou Yang kicked him directly, sending him flying.
Who the hell are you?
Why are you getting close?
Xiao Fan not killing you doesn't mean I haven't accepted you.
If it weren't for that tiny bit of sentiment with Lu Long and Uncle Yang, your Lu Family would have been gone long ago.
"Hello, Young Master Zhou, my son has a mental illness, please forgive him, forgive him!"
Lu Long bowed repeatedly.
Stupid son, what are you doing?
Don't you have some idea of what impression you've made on Young Master Zhou?
Don't think that just because Brother Yang let me take over a tiny bit of the Shen Family's businesses, we're family.
Back then, if Brother Yang hadn't gotten drunk and I hadn't kindly sent him home... our family would have been gone.
Honestly, that little bit of sentiment doesn't count for anything.
"Alright!"
Zhou Yang waved his hand, "Today is Old Feng's happy day, let's not make a spectacle."
"Yes!"
Everyone present spoke in unison.
Wu Ying: "..."
Young Master of the Zhou Family?
Her eyes lit up.
This was the biggest patron!
"When does the engagement banquet start?"
Zhou Yang asked, "I'm a bit hungry!"
"It's about to, it's about to!"
Feng Jingming chuckled.
Everyone dispersed and chatted among themselves.
Soon after, the engagement banquet began... table after table of delicious food was served.
Feng Jingming and Qi Meng exchanged engagement rings.
Qi Meng's Mother couldn't stop smiling.
Ah, Mengmeng, your mother is relieved.
Your mother was initially afraid that the person you found was too rich, and your life wouldn't be easy.
But now it seems... the Feng Family, as in-laws, is truly excellent.
Mengmeng, Mom can finally rest assured.
All the ceremonies were over.
"Everyone, eat and drink to your heart's content!"
Feng Jingming laughed heartily, "Please!"
Everyone smiled and nodded.
Zhou Yang and the others sat at one table.
Then... Wu Ying came over.
Lin Feng and the others: "????"
Is this woman out of her mind?
"Young Master Zhou..."
Wu Ying approached Zhou Yang, tugging at her collar, revealing a expanse of white.
"Little sister was ignorant before..."
"Please forgive me!"
Wu Ying said softly, holding a wine glass.
Zhou Yang: So white,Pooh, so big,Pooh, so round!
"Good looking?"
Shen Xueling asked.
Zhou Yang directly shook his head, "Not good looking!"
He looked around.
"She can't compare to any of the women here!"
Zhou Yang said with conviction.
Even Lin Yue, who hadn't fully grown, was prettier than this Wu Ying.
After all, Wu Ying's face was covered in bruises, what was she doing?
"No, who are you?"
Zhou Yang asked speechlessly, "Do I know you?"
Wu Ying quickly said, "Young Master Zhou, I am Wu, the furniture magnate..."
Han Ling stood up and slapped Wu Ying on the head.
Wu Ying, fainted!
Han Ling dragged Wu Ying to the door and kicked her out.
Wu Ying flew away without a trace.
"What a waste of time!"
Han Ling came back and sat down, "Let's eat and drink, don't mind that stinky woman!"
Everyone nodded.
Feng Jingming and Qi Meng stood up, "Everyone present. Please listen to me."
"First, I want to thank Mengmeng's mother, thank her for having such a lovely daughter!"
Feng Jingming said with a smile, "Mom, I toast you. You can't drink alcohol, so please have some juice!"
"Okay!"
Qi Meng's Mother chuckled, "Jingming, take good care of my daughter."
"Mom, don't worry!"
Feng Jingming nodded heavily.
Song Qingyao in the corner.
Wuwuwu!
This is clearly my younger sister!
Family, who understands my heartbreak!
"And then..."
Feng Jingming and Qi Meng came before Zhou Yang, "Brother Zhou, I toast you. If it weren't for your family's hotel, I wouldn't have met Mengmeng!"
"Drink!"
Zhou Yang raised his cup, "Don't say anything sentimental, I don't like to hear it!"
"Okay!"
Feng Jingming drank it all, then took Qi Meng's wine glass, "Mengmeng doesn't drink, I'll drink for her!"
"Thank you, Dragon King, for overlooking past grievances!"
"Please!"
"Thank you, God of War, for showing me favor, your younger brother thanks you!"
"Thank you, Uncle Yang, for taking care of my Feng Family in many ways!"
"Thank you, Little Celestial Master, for fortune-telling for me and resolving my difficulties!"
"Thank you, Young Master Lin, Young Master Han, Young Master Ye."
Lin Feng and the two others: "..."
We have no status, do we?
"Sister Wen Xi, Brother-in-law Xia Tian, please!"
Feng Jingming toasted one by one.
Everyone present was stunned.
What the hell?
The God of War was here just now, and now you not only have the Zhou Family backing you, but also the Dragon King?
The Little Celestial Master from Dragon Tiger Mountain is here too?
My goodness!
Young Master Feng, you're amazing!
Feng's Father tugged at Feng Mother's clothes, "How about we restart the family tree for our son?"
Feng Mother: "..."
Your son wanted to restart it before, but I suppressed him.
Can I say, you two truly are father and son?
After toasting, Feng Jingming wanted to take Qi Meng back... Qi Meng tugged at him, looking at Song Qingyao.
Feng Jingming smiled and said gently, "If you want to toast, I'll go with you!"
"Mm!"
Qi Meng was incredibly obedient, and the two walked together to Song Qingyao.
Song Qingyao's face was filled with pleasant surprise.
"Brother."
Qi Meng said softly, "I toast you."
Song Qingyao grinned, smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum.
"Mengmeng, here!"
Song Qingyao drank it all, then took out a card and slipped it into Qi Meng's hand.
"This is a small token of my affection, not much, just a billion!"
"Take it. If it's not enough, just ask your brother for more!"
Song Qingyao smiled, but his eyes were misty.
Zhou Yang and the others smiled.
Mengmeng is still as kind as ever.
Zhou Yang sighed.
Damn it... where is my fated heroine?
Uncle Yang, Spiritual Energy Revival, grab me a fairy!