Chapter 690
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"Haitang … My Haitang, is that really you? You're fine … fine, you're back. Mother isn't dreaming, right? "
"Mother, it's me. Your Haitang is back!" Feng Haitang held Mother Feng's hand and pressed it against her face. Choking, she said, "I'm sorry, Father, Mother, I've made you worry."
Father Feng snapped out of his daze and stammered, "But, they said that Zhao Tianxiang, Zhao Tianxiang …"
Feng Haitang wiped away her tears and glanced sharply at the stiff Fang Yicheng. She said in a deep voice, "I was indeed plotted against by Fang Yicheng, this heartless beast, and was sent to Zhao Tianxiang."
"But before Zhao Tianxiang could do anything to me, Haotian and Miss found me and saved me."
"Now … Now I …" Speaking up to this point, her face turned slightly red, and she seemed to be acting like a little girl. "Now, I'm already married to Haotian. In three days, I brought him back … to see you … "
"Haotian? Which Haotian? "
Father Feng paused.
Then, Yan Haotian walked up and stood beside Feng Haitang, gently hugging her. Only a blind person could see the love he had for Feng Haitang in his eyes.
Father Feng's gaze fell on Yan Haotian's face.
Suddenly, he looked shocked. "Haotian … Yan Haotian, you … you're the kid from the Yan family? You, you're still alive? You're really alive?! "
Yan Haotian nodded slightly and gestured.
Feng Haitang explained, "Haotian is injured and can't speak, but I've decided to be with him and I'm his wife now. Father, Mother, I hope you can bless me and Haotian together."
"Are you kidding me?!" Feng Wudi's angry voice rang out. "What right does a mute have to be the son-in-law of the Feng family? Dream on!"
When those turbid eyes looked at Yan Haotian, they were filled with disgust and contempt.
Then, he glared at Feng Haitang. "Haitang, what's wrong with you? You should be the consort of the Weiyuan General's Residence, but you're with this useless cripple. I order you, now! Immediately! Go back to the Weiyuan General's Residence and apologize to Prince Zhao! "
These words could be said to be extremely vicious.
The people from the Ink Camp who had followed them in, hearing their Boss being humiliated like this, each and every one of them goes mad with anger.
How he wished he could tear this old man apart.
However, this man was their sister-in-law's grandfather.
Even if he was about to explode, he couldn't say it out loud.
But they can't say it, and Mu Yan doesn't care.
She smiled sweetly and said indifferently, "General Weiyuan is dead. General Weiyuan's residence has been completely erased from the world. Old Master Feng, where do you want Haitang to go? If you really miss General Weiyuan so much, why don't I send you to see him? "
"Pfft — —!" Ru Yan couldn't help but laugh.
When the people from the Ink Camp see that Muyan has opened her mouth, they immediately become unbridled and unbridled, coming out with all sorts of presumptuous words.
"Exactly! Old fart, if you want to curry favor with General Weiyuan so much, why don't we send you down and you can go to the underworld and curry favor with him yourself? "
"Who does that Zhao Tianxiang think he is? It was a pile of shit! How dare you compare yourself to our boss? Old Man Feng, are you blind? "
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