Chapter 163: Look Again And I’ll Dig Out Your Eyes
Chen Siyun’s eyes darted around, clenching her fist and gently pounding Meng Ruixiang’s arm, lowering her voice: “Even if we drive a wedge between father and daughter, as long as Qingwan can’t have a child for a day, there will be other illegitimate sons and illegitimate daughters coming to the door in the future! This is just treating the symptoms, not the root cause!”
Meng Ruixiang felt a deep headache and spoke irritably: “Then what do you say we do?”
“Wouldn’t it be fine if we find someone who can give birth? Qingwan can’t give birth, but Linlin can!” Chen Siyun leaned close to his ear: “We’ll do it like this…”
Meng Ruixiang’s eyebrows twitched slightly. Seeing this, Chen Siyun knew he was tempted and continued to persuade: “No matter what, Qingwan and Linlin are sisters. If Linlin gives birth to a son for her, her position in the Feng family will be even more secure, right?”
“Even if Qingwan divorces that one from the Feng family, she’ll still have a biological son in hand to control him. Would she still worry that he won’t support the Meng family?”
“Let me think about it first…” Meng Ruixiang listened to Chen Siyun’s plan, undeniably tempted. Not to mention, that rebellious daughter Meng Qingwan had been married to Feng Congqian for so many years without providing any support to the Meng family—in fact, she often opposed the Meng family members in public!
If it weren’t for him having his eldest son avoid her edge these years and secretly conduct business using the Feng family’s name, the Meng family would have long been ousted from the circle of the eight major wealthy families in Shangjing!
Since Meng Qingwan was disobedient and her stomach was useless, it was time to replace her with someone more useful.
After all, men—he understood—they all liked that, preferring young and pretty girls. Linlin was just over twenty now, at her freshest and most tender age. Pairing her with Feng Congqian would be a gain for him!
“You go arrange it yourself.” Meng Ruixiang spoke slowly, his eyes slightly closed: “These days, pick a date and call Qingwan back to the Meng family for a meal. There’s no reason that Feng Congqian has woken up and our family shows no response.”
Chen Siyun’s face lit up with joy: “Alright, I’ll take Linlin to scout the way tomorrow first.”
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A dreamless night passed.
At noon, a white sedan parked outside the Feng Family Manor. Chen Siyun and a stylishly dressed young woman with big wavy hair, a head of dyed red hair, and exquisite makeup got out of the car.
The young woman straightened her slightly messy hair and couldn’t help complaining: “Mom, have you gone senile? Feng Congqian is twenty years older than me! He’s an old man in his forties! How could I possibly take a liking to him? I’d sooner like his son!”
“If you have the ability to hook up with his other sons, I wouldn’t make you go after an old man.” Chen Siyun sneered: “But do you have the ability?”
Chen Siyun looked up at the low-key yet luxurious manor before her, a flash of greed and jealousy in her eyes. She lowered her voice in warning: “Meng Linlin, I don’t care how you act however you want abroad, but now you’re in the country! Even if you have to pretend, pretend to be obedient! Got it?”
Meng Linlin impatiently drawled: “Got it.”
She secretly curled her lip. An old man in his forties, and one who’d been lying in bed for three years at that—probably already had a full head of white hair. She was only twenty, young and beautiful, seducing him would be a piece of cake.
She didn’t even know what Mom was worrying about!
Chen Siyun straightened her clothes a bit, took a deep breath, put on a mild smile, and stepped forward to report to the bodyguard at the doorway. They were soon invited inside.
Inside the manor.
Nan Yuanman and Meng Qingwan sat cross-legged on the floor, heads together, holding a booklet and chattering about something.
Right now, in the living room, there were only the two of them. Feng Congqian and Feng Xingchi were in the study on the third floor, and the other Feng family members were still out of town and hadn’t returned.
Meng Qingwan was planning to help Nan Yuanman open an online store and design a business card. Later, when introducing business, she could just hand over the business card without wasting saliva on explanations.
Hearing that Chen Siyun and Meng Linlin had come, Meng Qingwan merely glanced up slightly, not taking it to heart.
The news of Feng Congqian bringing his biological daughter back to Shangjing had already spread. If that good stepmother of hers took no action, that would be the real surprise.
She grinned and ruffled Nan Yuanman’s head: “Yuanman, watch Aunt Qingwan perform a ‘shut the door and beat the dog’ for you in a bit.”
Nan Yuanman, who was seriously drawing a cartoon version of Old Master Nan on the iPad, looked up bewildered and glanced around: “Doggy? Where’s the doggy?”
“Oh! Qingwan! It’s been so long since we last saw each other!” Chen Siyun’s voice arrived before she did.
Meng Qingwan smiled and lifted her chin toward the doorway: “See, the dog has arrived.”
Nan Yuanman widened her eyes and curiously looked toward the doorway. A talking dog? Had it become a spirit?
Chen Siyun brought in the Meng Linlin who was looking around curiously, and immediately locked eyes with the cute and delicate four- or five-year-old little girl sitting cross-legged on the carpet, holding a pen, her big bright eyes staring at them curiously.
Chen Siyun’s smile froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered as if nothing had happened and greeted with a smile: “Oh, this must be Mr. Feng’s daughter? She’s so pretty and cute, she really looks like Mr. Feng!”
“Linlin, this is your sister Qingwan. Qingwan, this is your younger sister Meng Linlin, just back from studying abroad. I brought her to meet you, so you sisters can get acquainted.”
As Chen Siyun spoke, she yanked Meng Linlin over.
Meng Linlin secretly curled her lip, a smirk tugging at her mouth: “Hello, sister Qingwan.”
She secretly sized up Meng Qingwan. She was just so-so in looks, and at her age, her face was starting to sag. No wonder she couldn’t have children—Feng Congqian had gone outside for some fun.
Meng Qingwan gave Chen Siyun and Meng Linlin a half-smile, with no intention of exchanging pleasantries, propping her chin with one hand and drawling lazily: “Out with it, what does my good father want this time?”
Chen Siyun knew that Meng Qingwan’s relationship with Meng Ruixiang hadn’t been good these years. She adopted a humble posture in front of her, but hadn’t expected her to be so direct. She faltered for a moment and chuckled awkwardly: “What are you saying? Your dad doesn’t want anything. He just misses you.”
As she spoke, she glanced at Nan Yuanman sitting beside her and hesitated: “Qingwan, your dad asked me to pass on a few private words this time. Can we talk?”
“Let Linlin stay here with the little friend. She’s studied early childhood education abroad and is great at coaxing children!”
Meng Qingwan instinctively wanted to refuse, but she thought for a moment, looked down at Nan Yuanman, and asked: “Yuanman, what do you think?”
“Sure.” Nan Yuanman was staring at Meng Linlin. Hearing this, she waved her little chubby hand: “Go ahead, Aunt Qingwan. Yuanman will wait here for you.”
With so many maids and bodyguards in the manor, they weren’t pushovers. The Meng mother and daughter wouldn’t dare lay a hand on a child.
Meng Qingwan also wanted to hear what ivory her good father had spat out of his dog’s mouth this time. She stood up and headed to the adjacent reception room: “Follow me.”
Chen Siyun smilingly agreed, pinched Meng Linlin’s hand, shot a look toward Nan Yuanman, and then followed behind Meng Qingwan.
Meng Linlin impatiently rubbed the spot where Chen Siyun had pinched her and lowered her head to meet Nan Yuanman’s gaze.
She tsked, walked over to Nan Yuanman without taking off her shoes, stepping right onto the newly laid clean carpet, leaned close to her face, lowered her voice, and said maliciously: “Little brat, what are you looking at? Keep looking and I’ll dig out your eyes!”
