Seeing Luo Yanqing getting up to leave, Old Master Feng quickly stood up and walked around the desk, standing in front of Luo Yanqing: "Comrade Luo Yanqing, I apologize for what my daughter Feng Lu has done. It was my fault for not teaching her better, allowing her to do such disgraceful things behind your back."

As he spoke, Old Master Feng attempted to bow to Luo Yanqing, but Luo Yanqing promptly stopped him: "You don’t need to do that!" Withdrawing his hand, Luo Yanqing moved toward the office door. As he opened the door, he turned back to face Old Master Feng: "This is the first and last time I will come to you. If your daughter doesn’t restrain herself, I will have my ways to send her to where she belongs."

Leaving these words behind, Luo Yanqing opened the office door and resolutely stepped out.

Hearing footsteps receding outside the door, Old Master Feng’s complexion darkened. He picked up the receiver and dialed a number. When the person on the other end answered, he immediately said: "Come home at noon after work!" As soon as he finished speaking, Old Master Feng slammed the receiver back onto the landline.

On the other end of the call, Feng Wei felt bewildered, not knowing why Old Master Feng had suddenly called him, and didn’t even give him a chance to speak before he was told that.

It was easy to tell that Old Master Feng was in a bad mood.

The oppressive atmosphere seemed almost tangible, coming through the phone line, hitting him hard.

Rubbing his forehead, Feng Wei placed the receiver back on the phone. Then, he leaned back in his chair, pondering over where Old Master Feng’s anger was coming from. Crossing his legs, resting his left hand on his chin, and lightly tapping his right index finger on his thigh, his expression unconsciously became solemn.

If it wasn’t work-related, then aside from his dear sister, Feng Wei couldn’t think of another person that would make Old Master Feng so angry.

His expression changed, and Feng Wei felt a headache coming on.

Earlier, after confirming his sister Feng Lu’s whereabouts, he didn’t hide anything from Old Master Feng. He returned to the courtyard that evening to rest and told Old Master Feng about the situation following Feng Lu’s return to the country.

After listening to him, Old Master Feng blew up quite a bit, but after Feng Wei repeatedly assured him, Old Master didn’t say much more. But what was happening today?

Could it be that his dear sister didn’t listen and stirred up new trouble, which Old Master Feng coincidentally found out about?

Thinking about this, Feng Wei ground his teeth, grabbing the ashtray from the desk, ready to smash it onto the ground, but a shred of rationality stopped him just in time.

With a sour face, Feng Wei endured until noon after work, then called his wife to inform her he wouldn’t be home for lunch, and then headed to the courtyard to meet Old Master Feng.

The Feng family.

Study room.

"Dad..."

About four or five minutes passed, and Feng Wei hadn’t heard a word from Old Master Feng, prompting him to call out.

The lowered eyelids lifted, and Old Master Feng’s gaze fell on Feng Wei: "Not long after arriving at work today, Comrade Luo Yanqing came to my office."

"..." Feng Wei was first startled, then looked puzzled and asked, "What did Comrade Luo come to see you for?"

Old Master Feng slapped the desk: "You don’t know?"

"Dad! You’re talking in riddles, how would I know what you’re talking about? Perhaps you could drop a hint, or maybe it has to do with Lu Lu?"

Feng Wei’s expression appeared relaxed, but in truth, he was very nervous. He wasn’t blind; he could see that Old Master Feng was genuinely angry.

"Are you sure you don’t know?"

Old Master Feng’s gaze darkened: "Or are you helping your sister hide it from me? Afraid I’ll find out about her shameless behavior, afraid I’ll cut off our father-daughter relationship?"

"Dad..."

Feng Wei showed a bitter expression: "I truly don’t know what you’re talking about!"

"You don’t know? Fine, you don’t know, so let me be clear. Your sister, in her marriage with Comrade Luo Yanqing, put horns on his head. Do you know about this? Also, that pair of twins she had isn’t Comrade Luo Yanqing’s biological children at all, do you know that? And she purposefully fell to fake a premature birth, do you know that?"

Hearing Old Master Feng’s consecutive questions, Feng Wei’s expression went from shock to disbelief and finally to deep shame.

"You feel ashamed now, but when I heard from Comrade Luo Yanqing at noon, I was so ashamed I had no place to hide my old face!"

Old Master Feng was panting heavily as he said, "That year, Feng Lu said she took a fancy to a lad at your Uncle Song’s house and wanted the family’s help, insisting on marrying him. I thought it wasn’t suitable,

because that comrade’s status was unusual, and the marriage needed approval from higher-ups, but you couldn’t resist that girl’s persistent pleading and begged me to help her,