Being a Lady of an Influential Family

There was silence in the hall, and Manager Li was already so frightened that he was speechless. Leng Sa smiled and looked at Feng Zhaowu opposite, Lan Jing and Yuan Ying also stared at him without saying a word, only Feng Zhaowu's heavy panting could be heard in the hall.

Leng Sa was in a very good mood, and picked up the teapot beside him to pour himself another cup of tea.

After a while, Feng Zhaowu suddenly sneered and said, "Biao sister-in-law, do you think I was scared?"

Leng Sa raised her eyebrows, "Oh? So you thought I was scaring you."

"Do I believe that you really have the ability to make the Song family break the contract?" Feng Zhaowu said with some disdain, "Fu Dujun will not interfere in these matters. With Fu Fengcheng's current appearance, I am afraid that the weight is not enough?" Did a derelict Fu Fengcheng offend Mrs. Fu and Fourth Young Master Fu?

Leng Sa sighed, "How can it be said that it is a breach of contract? My order priority is higher than that of the Feng family. What's the problem with giving me priority in supplying goods? What's more... the Song family is not refusing to pay liquidated damages. Maybe my cousin will go back now. , I have already received the liquidated damages from the Song family."

"Your factory is about to collapse, what do you need so much steel for?" Feng Zhaowu asked.

Leng Sa smiled and said: "I am willing, can I take it and turn it into molten iron to irrigate the ground?"

Feng Zhaowu stared at Leng Sa, and said coldly, "It seems that you have made up your mind to do the right thing with aunt?"

Leng Sa tilted her head slightly and looked at him, "What are you talking about? When did I do the right thing with my mother? In business, everyone does business according to their own ability. You can't say that you are your mother's nephew, cousin. I have to give in to you, right? Then I'm still my mother's own daughter-in-law, and my mother must be on my side. "

Feng Zhaowu sneered, "Don't pretend to be stupid, you don't know who owns those industries?"

Leng Sa spread her hands, "If you have the ability, you can ask your mother to find the governor to uphold justice." Governor Fu really doesn't care about these small troubles, but it's not necessarily so if someone makes trouble with him.

Of course, Feng Zhaowu would not go to Governor Fu, because of the incident with Wei Changxiu's family, Governor Fu now dislikes Feng's family, so why would he listen to what they say?

"Leng Mingyue, I advise you not to be too complacent about being a human being." Feng Zhaowu narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a bit of fierceness in his eyes.

Lan Jing and Yuan Ying looked at each other, and they looked at Feng Zhaowu with a bit of unkindness.

Leng Sa smiled brightly, "I'm in a good mood, why don't I feel complacent? I smile smugly, I smile smugly..."

"..." The veins on Feng Zhaowu's forehead were twitching. He had a bad temper because of Wei Changxiu's broken leg. How could he bear being provoked by Leng Sa right now?

Immediately, she couldn't help retorting, "Biao sister-in-law has such a big heart, Fu Fengcheng is already disabled, how long do you think he can protect you?"

Leng Sa narrowed her eyes slightly, "What did you say?"

Feng Zhaowu smiled and said, "Isn't it? The generals under the Fu family will never admit that a waste in a wheelchair is their future commander. We all know who the Fu family will be in the future. I advise you, be smart Think about your own future. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Leng Sa asked lightly with downcast eyes.

Feng Zhaowu showed a ferocious smile, "Sooner or later, that trash of Fu Fengcheng will be kicked out of the Fu family. At that time... you, the young lady of the Fu family, will be nothing. If you are sensible, I can still ask my aunt How do you feel about begging for mercy with Fourth Young Master?"

Feng Zhaowu showed a suggestive smile to Leng Sa, but his eyes were bound to shine.

He had heard from Fu Yucheng a long time ago that Fu Fengcheng was really abolished, and it was impossible for him to consummate the house with Leng Mingyue, nor could they be a real husband and wife.

Fu Fengcheng really ruined such a beautiful woman like a flower and jade.

Feng Zhaowu felt a little jealous, because Fu Fengcheng was the son of Dujun Fu, even a useless person could marry such a noble beauty.

Unfortunately, what's the use?

Leng Sa stood up and walked towards Feng Zhaowu, "I haven't thought about this question about my cousin."

Yuan Ying and Lan Jing looked at each other, and Lan Jing quickly picked up the nearest plate of dim sum and pulled Yuan Ying back to a place far away from the table where it would not be affected.

"Biao sister-in-law is not too late to think about it now." Feng Zhaowu said with a smile.

Leng Sa smiled gently, "Is that so?" She was dressed like a demure lady who came out of an old mansion today, and now her smile is even more gentle and amiable.

"Of course, it's a pity that someone like my cousin followed Fu Fengcheng." Feng Zhaowu's eyes darkened, and he stared straight at Leng Sa who was walking towards him, even forgetting about Manager Li next to him.

Leng Sa walked up to Feng Zhaowu and stood still, gently raised her hand and stretched out towards him.

Feng Zhaowu's eyes were suddenly attracted by that white and slender wrist, which was as beautiful as a flawless work of art with a shiny jade bracelet.

"Cousin..."

A slight smile appeared on Leng Sa's lips, and the next moment she flipped her wrist and grabbed Feng Zhaowu's hair before pressing his entire face into the dish in front of her.

How did Feng Zhaowu expect to encounter such an accident, he immediately struggled to avoid Leng Sha, and his strength was not weak at all. Pressing his head with one hand, the other hand picked up the jug on the table and poured it on Feng Zhaowu's head.

Feng Zhaowu roared angrily, struggling with both hands to push Leng Sa away.

Leng Sa didn't want to let the splendid clothes she wore only once be stained with oil, so before Feng Zhaowu touched her, he lifted his head and smashed it into the plate before retreating.

Feng Zhaowu raised his head, his face was covered with oil stains. Fortunately, the taste of Yongzhou's dishes is still light and not too oily or spicy, otherwise Feng Zhaowu would never have had such a good time. The wine, mixed with oil stains and leftovers, flowed down from his head, across Feng Zhaowu's forehead and eyes, Feng Zhaowu reached out and touched his hands, and his hands were covered with oil stains.

"Bitch!" Feng Zhaowu's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes staring at Leng Sa were full of hatred and anger.

Leng Sa narrowed her eyes slightly, shook the jug in her hand, and threw it towards Feng Zhaowu.

Feng Zhaowu hurriedly dodged it, and the jug just hit the forehead of Manager Li behind him, and Manager Li squatted down, clutching his forehead and wailing.

The original gentle smile on Leng Sa's face has all disappeared, and her beautiful face is covered with frost.

"What are you? How dare you talk nonsense in front of me?" Leng Sa said softly.

"You..." Feng Zhaowu pointed at Leng Sa, "I won't let you go!"

Leng Sa chuckled, raised his hands and moved around, "So you haven't figured out who is not letting go? Feng... Zhaowu, right? It seems that Wei Changxiu didn't teach you not to provoke you casually." People who can't be bothered."

"Or do you think...with the support of my wife, I dare not do anything to you?" Leng Sa said leisurely, "Even if Fu Fengcheng is abolished, even if the Leng family is not as good as the Fu family, but... what is the Feng family?"

"you……"

Leng Sa's eyes were cold, "What are you? There are far fewer trash fish in Lingjiang than people like you, right?"

"Leng, Ming, Yue!" Feng Zhaowu gritted his teeth. The broken leg by Wei Changxiu was a sore point that Feng Zhaowu couldn't bring up. He hated people mentioning it the most, just like he hated Wei Changxiu.

Regardless of his limping leg, Feng Zhaowu raised the walking stick in his hand and hit Leng Sa on the head.

Leng Sa didn't care, she stretched out her hand and easily caught it.

Not only that, she held the other end of the cane with one hand, turned the cane out of Feng Zhaowu's hand, and pressed it directly on his neck.

Feng Zhaowu got up from the dish just now, and was pushed back by the cane in an instant.

"Cousin, do you know what my cousin hates the most?"

"..."

"I hate it when someone is more arrogant than me in front of me." Leng Sa smiled at him, "Lan Jing, come and serve Master Feng to eat. It's rare for me to treat you. Doesn't my cousin only eat this little food because he doesn't want to give me face? ?”

Lan Jing, who was eating snacks, said oh, put down the snacks reluctantly and walked over, Yuan Ying came to help consciously.

Leng Sa was in a better mood and didn't dislike Feng Zhaowu's hair stained with wine and oil. He grabbed his hair and smiled, "Eat obediently, don't make my cousin angry."

After speaking, he bumped his head into the dishes on the table, clapped his hands and walked away.

"Master Feng, I'm sorry." Lan Jing blinked and looked at Feng Zhaowu innocently.

Feng Zhaowu stared at the two vigilantly. Before he could react, Yuan Ying grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up. One hand was cut behind his back, and one arm was pressed against the edge of the table and could not move.

Lan Jing chuckled, picked up a bowl of soup, squeezed Feng Zhaowu's mouth open with one hand, and poured it into it, "Master Feng, you swallow it obediently, I will not be responsible if you accidentally choke to death."

Feng Zhaowu opened his mouth to curse, and poured a mouthful of soup into his mouth. He didn't want to be choked to death, so he could only swallow it whole.

Lan Jing didn't feel sorry for the weak, and before he could finish swallowing, she poured in the rest.

Seeing this scene, Manager Li was already trembling with fright, and regardless of the swelling on his forehead, he stood up and wanted to run outside.

"Manager Li, where are you going?" A cold voice sounded, and Manager Li turned his head stiffly, looking at the woman who was sitting on the side with one hand on her forehead and smiling at him, tremblingly said, " Young...Young Madam, I, I..."

"Sit down and eat." Leng Sa pointed her chin in the direction of the table and said warmly.

Manager Li swallowed, "This..."

"I said, eat." Leng Sa said.

"Yes, yes!" Manager Li immediately turned around and ran back to the table, picked up his own chopsticks and bowl, and quickly stuffed something into his mouth.

It's just that at this moment, he can no longer taste the delicacy of the century-old restaurant's dishes.

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Just when Feng Zhaowu thought he was going to choke to death and Manager Li thought he was going to be strangled to death, there was finally a knock on the door.

"Sister-in-law, are you in there?" Leng Sa raised her eyebrows slightly, is it Fu Anyan?

"Come in." Leng Sa said leisurely.