My Silly, Sweet Wife

The person who rushed in was naturally Feng Chuchu.

Feng Chuchu was wearing a delicate light blue shirt, looking as charming as her name suggests.

But since she found out Ye Guichen had disappeared, she had lost quite a bit of weight out of longing.

Today, she originally went out for a walk and accidentally overheard her father and a group’s conversation, which seemed to mention Ye Guichen. Feng Chuchu immediately perked up her ears and listened carefully.

As she listened, she discovered Feng Jiuling and Dugu Yue were planning to deal with Ye Guichen.

Feng Chuchu tearfully said, ”Father, Brother Chen is my savior. Without him, you might never have seen me again. How can you be so heartless and intend to harm him?”

Feng Jiuling didn’t expect Feng Chuchu to suddenly barge in.

Feng Jiuling was very fond of his daughter.

Seeing Feng Chuchu looking listless and not eating for days made Feng Jiuling feel quite distressed.

In fact, Feng Jiuling didn’t have much animosity towards Ye Guichen and didn’t want to harm him.

However, Ye Guichen’s allure was too great.

And according to the experiences described by Feng Wuxiu, Yang Di, and Feng Chuchu, Ye Guichen was definitely a genius.

If he could become his son-in-law, it would be ideal, keeping wealth within the family.

But now it seems that Ye Guichen could never become his son-in-law.

Especially when Ye Guichen caused a huge uproar at Spirit Beast Sect and stirred up the entire martial world, many wanted to kill him and seize his treasures, Feng Jiuling’s resolve wavered.

Apart from the fact that Ye Guichen is a genius, his identity is too sensitive.

If others knew Wan Jian Villa was deeply involved with Ye Guichen, it might become a target.

Thus, Feng Jiuling had a change of heart.

He couldn’t let Feng Chuchu have further ties with Ye Guichen.

At this moment, hearing Dugu Yue’s plan, Feng Jiuling’s desire for power entirely overpowered his reason.

If things went as Dugu Yue said, Wan Jian Villa would likely reach new heights under his leadership.

Thinking this, Feng Jiuling held Feng Chuchu’s shoulders, seriously saying, ”Chuchu, you must have heard, Ye Guichen is no longer the person you knew. Even if he’s not part of the Yin Ghost Sect, he’s definitely associated with it. And you should know, half a year ago, Ye Guichen’s skills were limited, so how could he alone wipe out the whole Yin Ghost Sect? There must be something odd, and I fear destroying the Yin Ghost Sect is just a ruse by Ye Guichen, diverting attention so he can seize treasures elsewhere.”

”Father, what do you mean seize treasures? Spirit Beast Sect had sinister plans, and without Brother Chen, once their scheme succeeded, Wan Jian Villa would also suffer. And your daughter might not have survived. Isn’t that a fact?” Feng Chuchu shook her head hard, tears rolling down her cheeks involuntarily, ”Father, please, don’t harm Brother Chen, okay?”

Feng Jiuling stared at Feng Chuchu, his eyes flashing sternly, ”Chuchu, you know I’ve always cared for you, but you must discern when to persist and when not to. This is a matter of principle, and Ye Guichen has likely gone down the wrong path. How could I let you be with him?”

”No, Father, he wouldn’t.” Feng Chuchu shook her head persistently.

Feng Jiuling ignored her, snorting coldly, interrupting her, ”Chuchu, this is a matter of principle, there’s no need to say more. Believe in your father, you will surely meet an even better boy.”

”Father...” Feng Chuchu, seeing Feng Jiuling’s insistence, tried to say more but was interrupted again, ”Alright, go rest; you don’t need to concern yourself with the villa’s matters.”

After saying this, he nodded to Dugu Yue, ”Second Master, let’s take a walk.”

Then he turned to leave, leaving Feng Chuchu standing there.

After leaving the discussion hall, Feng Jiuling asked Dugu Yue, ”Second Master, are you alright?”

Dugu Yue revealed the spot where he was grabbed by a monster.

There was a scarred opening, about two centimeters deep, now looking very fierce.

However, Dugu Yue did not mention the underground passage in the Yin Ghost Sect.

Once he brought it up, Feng Jiuling would surely want more details, and then too much talk could lead to mistakes.

”Master, I almost died back then, luckily survived, you see, Yin Ghost Sect people used some sinister methods, extremely vicious, and their poison almost took my life.”

Dugu Yue began describing the circumstances of his injury.

Feng Jiuling nodded, ”Thank you for your hard work. However, keep a close watch on matters outside. Oh, Second Master, is your son Feng’er twenty this year?”

”Yes, this year he’s already twenty-three,” Dugu Yue replied respectfully.

”Time flies, Chuchu is already nineteen, ready to marry. Though you are the Second Master, we aren’t blood-related, but we are brothers. Your son is like my son. If we could tie our families more closely, we brothers could reach even higher together.”

The implication was clear; he wanted Dugu Jifeng and Feng Chuchu to be together.