The meeting place was Song Zhongxi's home.

This old man built a villa in the mountains and forests north of Seoul, which is a bit like a wandering cloud and wild crane.

Lin Feng came here with Zhang Zaixuan, and Zhang Zaixuan also brought a woman in her forties.

Lin Feng took a look at this woman and found that she looked familiar.

Secretly, I picked up my phone and browsed the Internet, and found out that it was a beautiful star from the Han Kingdom more than ten years ago.

Now that I am older and my figure has gained some weight, I am almost unrecognizable if I don’t look carefully.

Lin Feng felt that this beauty might be showing off.

If you are in your forties and take good care of your body, you will still look beautiful.

From the look in her eyes, it could be seen that she looked very tired.

This former beautiful star is just a foil brought by Zhang Zaixuan.

Zhang Zaixuan did not introduce who she was to Lin Feng.

However, Lin Feng was still somewhat polite to her. When they met, he smiled and nodded.

Song Zhongxi had already been waiting at the gate.

Seeing Zhang Zaixuan and Lin Feng arriving, their faces were full of enthusiasm.

Lin Feng consciously called "Grandpa Song".

Song Zhongxi and Zhang Zaixuan are considered brothers.

Also considered an elder.

After entering the door, a small episode happened.

The middle-aged woman walking next to Zhang Zaixuan was wearing high heels and accidentally sprained her legs, so she pulled Zhang Zaixuan a little.

The old man was pulled so hard that he would have fallen to the ground if Lin Feng hadn't stretched out his hand to support him.

After standing firm, Zhang Zaixuan slapped the woman on the face.

"Pa~"

This sound is very clear.

The woman lowered her head slightly and covered her face in silence.

She didn't even dare to hum.

After beating the woman, Zhang Zaixuan put his arm around Song Zhongxi's shoulders, and the two walked forward talking and laughing.

The beating was as if it never happened.

Lin Feng turned his head and looked around.

The servants and guards in the yard had expressionless faces, as if they hadn't seen anything.

Lin Feng saw that the corners of the woman's mouth were bleeding, so he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her, "New, unused."

The woman raised her head and glanced at Lin Feng, smiled slightly, and took the handkerchief.

At this time, Zhang Zaixuan turned his head and glanced at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng turned around and followed.

In the Han-style pavilion in the courtyard, Zhang Zaixuan and Song Zhongxi were sitting on their knees in front of a wooden table, talking and laughing.

There was a beautiful maid sitting on her knees performing a tea ceremony.

Lin Feng didn't like to sit on his knees and walked around the yard with his hands behind his back.

At this time, the middle-aged woman who was beaten came over and knelt down beside Zhang Zaixuan.

Lin Feng stood in front of the lotus pond, picked up a stone, and knocked over a turtle.

The turtle struggled in the pool for a long time before turning over on its back.

Song Zhongxi saw it and said with a smile: "Shang Xun is still a little childlike!"

Zhang Zaixuan said with a proud face: "He grew up outside and is a bit naughty."

Song Zhongxi said: "It's better for young people to be more lively, rather than acting like an old man."

Zhang Zaixuan smiled slightly and said, "Shangxun is still too soft-hearted and needs to be tempered."

Song Zhongxi whispered: "Do you want to train him to be your heir?"

Zhang Zaixuan said: "I'm still thinking about it now, let's take a look and talk about it later!"

…

Of course Lin Feng heard the conversation between the two, and the corner of his mouth curled up with disdain on his face.

Who is a man if he hits a woman?

With the scene just now, Zhang Zaixuan's image in Lin Feng's mind suddenly collapsed.

As for compassion.

Lin Feng had no sympathy for the middle-aged woman.

Because I don't know her.

Without knowing her past, who knows whether she is a good woman or a bad woman.

Are you to blame?

Lin Feng is not a person with overflowing emotions.

Ten minutes later, at 8:15, several cars drove outside the courtyard gate.

A housekeeper ran to Song Zhongxi and said, "President, the Li family is here."

Song Zhongxi and Zhang Zaixuan stood up, called Lin Feng, and went to the door to greet the Li family.

There are only three people from the Li family.

A middle-aged man, a middle-aged woman, and behind them a beautiful woman with long hair and shawl in fashionable clothes.

The beauty is none other than Li Huiying.

At the gate, some introductions and polite greetings were given.

The middle-aged man's name is Li Zhaoxi, Li Huiying's father, and his mother's name is Song Yunzhu.

After sitting down in the pavilion, Li Zhaoxi and Song Yunzhu, as well as Song Zhongxi and Zhang Zaixuan, started laughing and chatting.

Li Huiying looked at Lin Feng and winked at Lin Feng.

The two of them left the pavilion and went to the lotus pond.

Seeing this situation, there was a burst of laughter in the pavilion.

Then there was some teasing.

They say it's love at first sight, Sang Xun and Hui Young are a perfect match.

But beside the lotus pond, Li Huiying frowned and said to Lin Feng, "I don't like you."

Lin Feng didn't take it seriously and asked: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No!"

Li Huiying shook her head.

"Then you had a boyfriend before?" Lin Feng asked again.

Li Huiying shook her head and then asked: "Why do you ask that? Such a question is very rude."

"Then I like you because you are beautiful."

Lin Feng said with a smile.

Li Huiying raised the corner of her mouth and said with disdain: "I think you have a mysophobia about women, right?"

"No!"

Lin Feng shook his head and said: "I just have requirements for our women from the Han Kingdom."

Li Huiying fell silent.

Lin Feng added: "Whether you like me or not, you have no reason to refuse this marriage."

"oh?"

Li Huiying said with disdain again: "As long as I disagree, no one can force me."

Lin Feng smiled slightly, "If no one could force you, then you wouldn't be here today. Face it! The two of us have no choice about our marriage. Whether we marry or not, and who we marry, are all up to the old man.

We decide.

Look at me, I look pretty good, and I don’t hit women, and I don’t like playing outside... So many advantages, if you miss me and this marriage is over,

In the future, if you meet another man, he may be a second-married man, or he may be an alcoholic or a man who beats women..."
To be continued...