Chapter 59: Bitterness

She didn't dare to say this in harmony with the wind, she could only find an excuse and prevaricate it.

Feng Zaitang frowned and mumbled softly: "Little?! Miss Zuo Jia is not young anymore? I remember that she is about the same age as Cheng Lin, and must be at least sixteen years old... Cardamom is the best for women. Age..."

Muttering, the housekeeper walked in with a strange expression.

"master……"

"what's up?"

"Master... See you..."

The wind is on the fire, so you don't need to mention Fengchenglin, the fire is even bigger.

"Cheng Lin?! Let him get in!"

The housekeeper's mouth twitched: "Can't get in..."

"What do you mean?"

"There are thorns all over..."

The thorns of others used thorns, but Ling Luoyu was so bad that he was stabbed with thorns to Feng Chenglin, and he was punctured and bleeding.

If this rolls again, he will surely become a hedgehog.

Ling Luoyu's original intention was to use Feng Chenglin's miserable situation to make Feng Zaitang feel distressed, thereby reducing his anger towards him.

Otherwise, he can really be broken.

The family method of this group of old men is fierce one by one.

The butler asked the matchmakers to send the matchmakers out of the back, so as not to be spread out by the three of them.

There was no one everywhere, and the butler whispered: "Master, the eldest master came from the gate of the mansion, kneeling in three steps..."

"Kneeling!" Feng Zaitang was surprised: "He kneeling?"

With Feng Chenglin's cowardly temperament, he could never do such a **** thing.

If it was talking about things like rolling and wailing, he would completely believe it.

"Master, the eldest master knelt down with thorns on his back... I'm afraid something big happened, otherwise..."

Before the housekeeper had finished speaking, the wind stood up suddenly when he saw the wind.

"Quick...let him in..."

Feng Chenglin's father married a concubine in Qifang, but if something happened to him, the Feng family would be completely finished.

Feng Chenglin knelt in the courtyard, greeting Ling Luoyu's 18th generation ancestor in his heart.

If she hadn't made such a bad idea, he wouldn't have suffered such a crime here.

Now in full view, he has no excuses even if he thinks of it.

His knee was about to break, and he couldn't help but sit on his back heel because of the pain.

As soon as I sat down, there was a windy figure in the front yard, and he knelt straight, pretending to see nothing, and knocked his head heavily.

"Grandpa, Dad... It's Chenglin's incompetence and filial piety, which discredited the Feng family... Chenglin is here to bow his head and apologize for your sins, and I forgive Chenglin for not being able to endorse you... If there is another life, Chenglin will be a good man. I will never let the Feng Family follow Chenglin ashamed again..."

The anger filled with wind suddenly disappeared, and he unconsciously grabbed the butler's hand.

"Old Man, why do I hear this kid seem to be telling the story?"

The housekeeper hurried forward and helped Feng Chenglin up.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Feng Chenglin finally took the opportunity to stand up. Who knew the pain in his knee was terrible, he couldn't stand up at all, and simply fell to the ground.

"Grandpa Man, don't worry about me, I don't have the face to stand at Feng's house anymore... I've done what I'm sorry to Feng's family, what right do I have to stand in Feng's house again?! This time, I am here to say goodbye Yes, after bidding farewell, I will go back and surrender myself to guilt..."