14、Annie Wesley

"Mother, if you don't mind making things worse, then send someone to tell them," Fu Fengcheng said. Madam Fu was taken aback by how unreservedly he blocked her words, and her displeasure showed. Her expression darkened slightly. "We gave the compensation they deserve, and the Leng family has accepted it. That girl hit Yucheng, and Ahying almost miscarried. Are we still in the wrong?"

Fu Fengcheng looked at his mother and said, "As I've said, if Mother isn't concerned about the consequences, then feel free to send someone to tell her." Miss Leng Sa wasn't an easy person to control. Even Old Master Leng had a hard time managing her. What sort of trouble would arise… Fu Fengcheng's lips curled slightly, almost imperceptibly. He was looking forward to it.

Suddenly, he felt that marrying this wife might not be a bad thing after all. At the very least, the Fu family would become much livelier in the future.

Finally, Warlord Fu and his wife left ahead of them. However, Warlord Fu was in a good mood, while his wife wore a rather unpleasant expression.

The three siblings who stayed behind exchanged glances before Fu Yingcheng awkwardly said, "Big Brother, take care. We-we'll go back first."

Fu Annie, on the other hand, mustered up the courage to run over to Fu Fengcheng. She squatted down beside his wheelchair and whispered, "Big Brother, Fifth Brother went out with the teacher for an event. He won't be back for a while. We'll come to see you again when he returns. Please get better soon."

He lowered his head to look at the young girl. In his memory, aside from his eldest sister, who had married far away, and Fu Yucheng, who was spoiled rotten by Madam Fu, most of his siblings were somewhat afraid of him. Even Fu Anyan, the Third Young Lady Fu who was also born of the same mother, wasn't close to him.

Fu Annie was even more so. When he returned from overseas, this girl, not even five years old, could only hide behind the Third Concubine and sneak glances at him.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of my sister-in-law. I won't let anyone bully her," Fu Annie whispered. Although she was still in middle school and had another two or three years before she could attend university, her school was very close to An Lan University. Speaking about this, Fu Annie felt a bit of admiration for her future sister-in-law. Sister-in-law was only seventeen, yet she would already be in her third year of university in the latter half of the year.

Fu Fengcheng said, "No need."

Fu Annie felt a bit disappointed and lowered her head in dejection.

"… " What he meant to say was that Leng Sa didn't need anyone to protect her, especially not from a fourteen-year-old girl.

"Then… Big Brother, rest well. We'll head back now," Fu Annie whispered her farewell and stood up.

Fu Yingcheng had always been carefree and didn't have much to say to Fu Fengcheng either. He quickly waved at Fu Annie, signaling for them to leave together. Fu Yucheng, on the other hand, lingered behind and looked at Fu Fengcheng, asking, "Big Brother, could it be you're interested in Leng Mingyue?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "Brother, this is my business."

Fu Yucheng seemed displeased and couldn't help saying, "Other than her face, what else does she have? Now it's clear that all those claims of her being gentle were lies. This kind of woman… tsk, forget it. If you want to marry her, go ahead, but if she dares to disrupt me and Ahying's life in the future, I won't spare her!"

"… " Watching Fu Yucheng's departing back, Xu Shaoming was rendered speechless for a moment. Had the Fourth Young Master been spoiled silly by Madam? Wasn't this whole thing his fault from the beginning? Why did it seem like he was the most righteously indignant one here?

There were only two people left in the courtyard. After some time, a low chuckle finally broke the stillness.

Xu Shaoming suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't help shivering. "First Young Master?"

Fu Fengcheng asked, "Is Wei Changxiu still in Yong City?"

Xu Shaoming nodded and said, "Yes, this morning's message… Wasn't it sent by Boss Wei?"

Fu Fengcheng said, "Send someone to tell him that Feng Jiye is in the villa at 25 Xiao Nan Alley."

A hint of astonishment flickered in Xu Shaoming's eyes, but he didn't ask further. He merely replied in a low voice, "Yes, Young Master." Feng Jiye was indeed First Young Master's maternal uncle, and the Feng family used to be a prominent household in Yi Nan City. However, they angered the current wealthiest family in An Xia, the Wei family, and sought refuge in Yong City with his sister and brother-in-law. What could Young Master be…?

When Old Master Leng sent someone to fetch Leng Sa, she was tutoring her younger brother. Upon hearing the messenger's words, she casually threw away the fruit-peeling knife she had been playing with. "I'm not going."

The messenger looked at her in astonishment. He had heard that Third Miss Leng's temper had changed dramatically due to her marriage, and she had even made Fourth Young Lady cry yesterday. However, he didn't expect her to dare to refuse the Old Master Leng's summons.

Leaning against the table lazily, Leng Sa glanced at him. "The Fu family aren't squatting here to keep an eye on the Leng family. Can't you tell Grandfather to go over to Fu's family and inform them he already had reprimanded me?"

"…" But the Old Master wanted to reprimand you.

Seeing the messenger still hesitating, Leng Sa straightened up and said in a cold tone, "Go back and tell Grandfather that I don't want trouble right now. It's best if everyone can get along peacefully. Otherwise, tell him to try and see if I dare to go beat up Fu Yucheng again." The messenger trembled with fear, quickly withdrew, and left awkwardly.

"Sister, you're amazing." Leng Feng leaned against the table and looked at Leng Sa with admiration.

Even their parents and uncles didn't dare to defy Old Master Leng's words. Sometimes, these juniors knew that Old Master Leng was wrong, but they still didn't dare to say anything and simply followed.

Leng Sa pushed his head aside. "Focus on your homework."

"Sister, if the Grandfather punishes you, will you dare to beat up Fu Yucheng?" Leng Feng asked curiously.

Leng Sa propped up her chin lazily and squinted her eyes. "Whether Grandfather punishes me or not, it won't stop me from teaching him a lesson."

"Huh?"

Leng Sa snorted softly. "If he didn't go back and complain about me, how could the Fu family feel justified sending someone to talk about irrelevant matters? This kind of scumbag deserves beatings."

"Do you need help?" Leng Feng eagerly asked. If it wasn't for b*stard Fu Yucheng's betrayal, why would his sister have to marry a cripple? However, looking at today's incident, it seemed that Fu Yucheng's accusations weren't entirely baseless.

Leng Sa glanced at him with a half-smile, half-sneer. "Just behave yourself. Not causing trouble is the best way you can help me."

He made a face at her and quickly shielded his head with his homework before a smack could land.

Sitting on the side, watching him diligently doing his homework, Leng Sa's thoughts drifted away.

She idly stuck the fruit knife back into an orange on the plate on the table, making it look like the knife was embedded in someone's head.

Fu Yucheng, huh? He dared to betray me and still hadn't found a place to hide? How dare he complain? Let me serve you a little appetizer before your meal.

"… " Leng Feng, engrossed in his studies, shivered a bit and discreetly moved farther away from his sister.

His sister… was fierce. That b*stard Fu Yucheng had provoked her. He must have messed up in his past life.