Chapter 227: Husband, When’s Our Wedding Night?
“Ahhhhh——!!”
Feng Jingcheng screamed in panic, clinging desperately to Feng Zining’s side, his finger trembling as he pointed at Feng Yanxiu: “Ghost ghost ghost ahhh!!”
“What ghost?” Feng Zining, sitting beside him, slowly asked, his voice inexplicably becoming a bit shrill.
When Feng Jingcheng turned back to look at him, that handsome face instantly turned into the face of a woman with black hair and red lips, ashen complexion, and ghost patterns all over her face.
The woman’s face grinned eerily at him: “Is this the kind of ghost?”
Feng Jingcheng: “Fuck ahhhhh!!”
He fumbled hastily from his pocket for the amulet Nan Yuanman had given him, closing his eyes and shoving it hard at Feng Zining and Feng Yanxiu’s faces: “Evil ghosts begone! Evil ghosts begone! Perfection ahhh! Help!!”
“Feng Jingcheng! Feng Jingcheng!” Feng Yanxiu’s displeased, cold voice rang out as he grabbed Feng Jingcheng’s hand: “What are you yelling like a ghost for?!”
With his hand grabbed, Feng Jingcheng flailed his fists wildly like it was the season for it, landing two punches directly on Feng Yanxiu’s face.
Feng Zining, who didn’t yet understand the situation and thought they were fighting, was about to step forward to break it up when he also took two punches.
Feng Zining: “……”
Veins bulging on Feng Zining’s forehead, he gave Feng Jingcheng’s head a heavy thwack: “Snap out of it!”
Feng Jingcheng’s head buzzed, feeling that familiar force that left him bewildered but unhurt, and he slowly opened one eye.
Feng Yanxiu and Feng Zining were glaring at him with dark expressions, their skin tones normal, with no ashen child ghost face or female ghost face at all.
Feng Jingcheng: “???”
Feng Jingcheng shot upright: “Big brother, second brother, didn’t you see just now? There was a female ghost and a child ghost in the car! They possessed you!”
He pointed at Feng Yanxiu: “Second brother, you just called me father!”
Feng Yanxiu’s face darkened: “Feng Jingcheng, believe it or not, I’ll beat you until you call me father!”
“What female ghost, what child ghost, we didn’t see anything just now.” Feng Zining frowned tightly: “I just saw you turning your head to talk to your second brother, and suddenly you started screaming.”
Feng Yanxiu was about to speak when he suddenly felt something unusual from his pocket.
His expression changed abruptly, and he pulled out a golden longevity lock from his pocket that he was very familiar with.
And this longevity lock, when he had changed clothes earlier, he had thrown it into the trash can.
Now, it had reappeared.
Feng Jingcheng was still talking: “I’m not lying to you! I really saw it! When we get out of the car later, you have to go find Perfection to exorcise evil! You must find Perfection to exorcise evil!”
“What’s the use of finding her? She’s only five years old, can’t even recognize all her characters, what evil can she exorcise for me?”
Feng Yanxiu’s eyes darkened slightly as he put the longevity lock back in his pocket, speaking subconsciously.
Hearing this, Feng Jingcheng rolled his eyes exaggeratedly at him: “Second brother, did you forget what happened at the banquet earlier? If it weren’t for Perfection, we would’ve been eaten by the evil ghost already!”
“I don’t care! When we get out of the car later, you have to go find Perfection for me!”
Feng Zining nodded: “Alright, we’ll go see Perfection later.”
Feng Yanxiu’s lips moved, but he said nothing, remaining silent all the way until the car entered the manor.
As soon as the car stopped, Feng Jingcheng couldn’t wait to jump out, yelling loudly: “Perfection! Something bad happened! Your fourth brother and fifth brother are in big trouble……”
Only when he got close did Feng Jingcheng see Nan Yuanman sleeping soundly in Feng Congqian’s arms.
The little girl’s usually clear eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes long and upturned, her small face flushed from sleep, making people reluctant to wake her from her dreams.
Feng Yuli’s large, broad hand covered Nan Yuanman’s ears, and upon hearing this, he frowned at him and asked in a lowered voice: “What happened? Is it urgent?”
Before Feng Jingcheng could speak, Feng Yanxiu cut in: “Not urgent. She’s been tired all day today, let her go back to rest first.”
“I drove all day too, I’m going to rest first. We’ll talk about anything tomorrow.” With that, Feng Yanxiu greeted everyone present and strode first into the elevator, heading to his room on the third floor.
“Hey! Second brother!”
Feng Xingchi, who was yawning, turned back bewildered: “Something up?”
Feng Jingcheng: “Not calling you.”
“……Whatever.” Seeing Feng Yanxiu walking away without looking back, Feng Jingcheng felt frustrated: “He doesn’t even care himself, why should I go slap a cold butt with my warm face? I’m not a masochist, let him be.”
Feng Congqian spoke mildly and calmly: “Alright, everyone is tired after a whole day, go rest first.”
“I’ll take Perfection back to her room first.”
The Feng family brothers dispersed, and Feng Congqian also took Nan Yuanman back to her room.
Feng Congqian had just carefully placed her on the bed when Nan Yuanman sat up like a corpse rising, dazed and mumbling in a milky voice: “I-I think I forgot something.”
“Good baby, you didn’t forget anything, go to sleep properly first. If you don’t sleep now, you won’t grow tall later.” Feng Congqian gently patted her back.
Hearing “won’t grow tall,” Nan Yuanman, who had been trying to wake herself up, closed her eyes and fell back onto the bed, sleeping soundly again.
Nothing matters more than sleep, she’ll deal with it after waking up.
Meanwhile.
Feng Yanxiu had returned to the room he had lived in for over ten years. Looking at the room unchanged from when he left, his expression grew more complex.
Feng Yanxiu silently entered the room, removed his watch and suit jacket, tossing them carelessly onto the sofa.
As soon as he took off the jacket, Feng Yanxiu suddenly felt the room was very cold, shivering involuntarily, and grabbed the air conditioner remote to raise the temperature.
Then, he took out the golden longevity lock from his pocket, stared at it for two seconds, and placed it on the desk.
Feng Yanxiu let out a heavy breath and turned to walk into the bathroom.
In the place Feng Yanxiu couldn’t see, Yue Yaxin and Zhou Jingchuan were clinging to his window, peeking inside with great interest.
Zhou Jingchuan looked at the female ghost sitting primly on the sofa in a ruqun, her face ashen yet with a shy expression, then at the little ghost crawling all over the floor, silent for a few seconds before pointing at these two ghosts and asking: “Should we deal with them?”
“No life danger yet, right? Why bother?” Yue Yaxin sneered: “Besides, isn’t he all tough? Let these two ghosts teach him a lesson first.”
She knew her second son well—he was more stubborn than a mule and cared too much about face. Right now, he just couldn’t let go of that so-called pride to seek help from Perfection.
Can’t let go of pride? Then suffer a bit first.
Zhou Jingchuan: “……”
Fine, then he’d have to pay extra attention tonight. After all, he was the master’s brother, better make sure he didn’t get drained of his essence by the female ghost.
Feng Yanxiu only knew the golden longevity lock was strange; he had no idea his room was now quite lively.
He was lying in the bathtub soaking, the hot water washing away the fatigue of the day’s travels.
While washing, his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the mirror, and when he saw the scene in it clearly, his expression froze instantly.
The reflection in the mirror showed the female ghost with disheveled long hair, black hair and red lips, ashen skin, poking her head in through the closed bathroom door.
The female ghost noticed his gaze and smiled shyly at him: “Husband, are you almost done washing? When are you coming to share the wedding night with me?”
Right after, an ashen child face poked in from below her head, giggling at him: “Daddy, I want wedding night too.”
Feng Yanxiu: “!!!”
Feng Yanxiu splashed up from the bathtub, not even bothering to put on clothes, grabbing a bath towel to cover his lower body as he bolted out!
