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Chapter 399: Seducing My Feng Family’s Eldest Grandson!

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“No, what could happen so early in the morning?”Steward Li laughed nervously.

“Isn’t there one less newspaper today than usual?”The old man asked calmly.

“I don’t think so? As usual, the papers were on the table in the City of Lords.”Butler Li’s forehead began to sweat.

“Why do you keep your hands behind your back?”01d Master Feng raised his old eyes, and a sharp light shot out from them.

“..”Butler Li fell silent.

He knew that he couldn’t hide it, but he still did it.

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“Bring me the Nanbei Daily.” Old Master Feng slowly put down his teacup and passed it out in a tone that was neither light nor heavy.

It was as if Old Master Feng had a third eye. Not only did he know that there was a newspaper hidden behind Butler Li, but he also knew that there was a newspaper missing from the table. It was the Nanbei Daily.

“Old Master, when you look at it, you have to be mentally prepared.”Butler Li’s wrinkled old face was full of hesitation.

Butler Li had been with Old Master Feng for most of his life. He had always been steady and rarely made mistakes.

Old Master Feng’s expression changed when he saw how cautious and hesitant he was. However, his old face remained calm and he did not say anything. He only extended his hand to Butler Li.

Butler Li was helpless. He took a few steps forward and reluctantly handed the newspaper to Old Master Feng.

Old Master Feng took the newspaper and opened it. The front page headline was red and bold, and it wrote this news.

‘Immortal Fate, Luo Yangyang and Feng Sheng, the CEO of the Feng Corporation.’

Old Master Feng stared at the title three times. Of course, he knew who Feng Sheng and Luo Yangyang represented.

But what was the fate of immortals?

And the most important thing, an indecent love?

Ever since the newspaper left Butler Li’s hands, his eyes had not moved away from Old Master Feng’s face.

The moment Old Master Feng saw the newspaper, he could see the shock and astonishment in the other party’s eyes.

As time passed, Butler Li started to get nervous again when he saw Old Master Feng’s face getting darker and darker.

He knew that the old man could not see this news.

“Unfilial son!” Old Master Feng suppressed his anger and finished reading the manuscript.

The moment he finished reading, he flung the newspaper and slammed his palm on the table.

When Old Madam Feng entered the hall, she happened to see Old Master Feng’s furious scene.

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“Who made you angry so early in the morning?”Old Madam Feng glanced at the newspaper that had been thrown to the ground. She was old but graceful, so she walked towards Old Master Feng.

“Old Madam.” Butler Li took a few steps back and bowed to Old Madam Feng.

“What a good grandson you’ve spoiled!” Old Master Feng glanced at Old Madam Feng, who was walking in leisurely. He snorted angrily.

Old Madam Feng saw Old Master Feng’s furious expression and couldn’t help but look at Butler Li.

Butler Li didn’t say anything and just silently picked up the Nanbei Daily.

When Old Madam Feng walked over, he silently handed the newspaper to her.

Old Master Feng’s left hand was on his thigh, and his right hand was still slapping the table. He panted heavily and looked at Old Madam Feng, who was reading the newspaper.

Old Madam Feng’s hand that was holding the newspaper trembled violently.

She said angrily,”

“I told Qiyue not to remarry, but he didn’t listen! What kind of daughter did Luo Yingsheng have? How dare you seduce the eldest grandson of the Feng family! Did Luo Yangyang eat the guts of a leopard?”

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