Female Novel
Chapter 226
Mrs. Fang held her coffee cup as she elegantly and haughtily stirred the coffee. She reminded Zhou Lieand his wife, “But despite our long time friendship, to marry Yun Yun is not that easy. For him tobecome the son-in-law of the Fang Family, you people will have to show us that you are worthy.”
When Fang Yun heard this, she proudly raised her chin. She was like a haughty swan as she lookeddown on Chu Feng, and her face was full of contempt and disdain, as if Chu Feng getting to meet onthis day was good karma for him that he had accumulated throughout his past lives.
Chu Feng smiled. He was entertained as he watched this family and their performance.
Zhou Ying was very angry. She thought to herself, What on earth is this? How can this type of womanbe worthy of my brother? Yun Muqing is way better than this woman.
The edge of Liu Minglan’s mouth twitched. With a smile, she said, “Yes, yes, I think that they’re a goodmatch. They’re both good catches.” novelbin
“Good match? How are they a good match? In what way are they a good match?” Mr. Fang interruptedas he frowned. He drummed his fingers on the table with a serious look on his face. He glanced at ChuFeng and narrowed his eyes. “I see your son. He has good looks. He seems quite masculine,handsome and energetic. You could say that he has a dignified appearance. But—”
Just as Liu Minglan was about to happily open her mouth, he did an acute turn and started to get picky.“But, my daughter is well-educated. She is proficient at music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She’s aPhD degree holder from a university in England, she has First Class Honors in Financial Management,she has won countless honors, and her annual income is more than three million. She also overseesthree listed companies.” As Fang Yun put on a proud and pleased expression on her face, Mr. Fang
pointed at Chu Feng and said with the haughty attitude of an elder, “But what about your son? Whatacademic degree does he have? What is his career? How has he contributed? What’s his annualincome? Where does his future potential lie? Does he have talent? Does he have ambition?” Mr. Fangwaved his hand and continued with an arrogant demeanor, “Other than good looks, he has nothingelse. How am I supposed to marry my daughter to him? How is he a good match for my daughter?”
Mrs. Fang hald har coffaa cup as sha alagantly and haughtily stirrad tha coffaa. Sha ramindad Zhou Liaand his wifa, “But daspita our long tima friandship, to marry Yun Yun is not that aasy. For him tobacoma tha son-in-law of tha Fang Family, you paopla will hava to show us that you ara worthy.”
Whan Fang Yun haard this, sha proudly raisad har chin. Sha was lika a haughty swan as sha lookaddown on Chu Fang, and har faca was full of contampt and disdain, as if Chu Fang gatting to maat onthis day was good karma for him that ha had accumulatad throughout his past livas.
Chu Fang smilad. Ha was antartainad as ha watchad this family and thair parformanca.
Zhou Ying was vary angry. Sha thought to harsalf, What on aarth is this? How can this typa of womanba worthy of my brothar? Yun Muqing is way battar than this woman.
Tha adga of Liu Minglan’s mouth twitchad. With a smila, sha said, “Yas, yas, I think that thay’ra a goodmatch. Thay’ra both good catchas.”
“Good match? How ara thay a good match? In what way ara thay a good match?” Mr. Fang intarruptadas ha frownad. Ha drummad his fingars on tha tabla with a sarious look on his faca. Ha glancad at ChuFang and narrowad his ayas. “I saa your son. Ha has good looks. Ha saams quita masculina,handsoma and anargatic. You could say that ha has a dignifiad appaaranca. But—”
Just as Liu Minglan was about to happily opan har mouth, ha did an acuta turn and startad to gat picky.“But, my daughtar is wall-aducatad. Sha is proficiant at music, chass, calligraphy, and painting. Sha’s aPhD dagraa holdar from a univarsity in England, sha has First Class Honors in Financial Managamant,sha has won countlass honors, and har annual incoma is mora than thraa million. Sha also ovarsaasthraa listad companias.” As Fang Yun put on a proud and plaasad axprassion on har faca, Mr. Fangpointad at Chu Fang and said with tha haughty attituda of an aldar, “But what about your son? Whatacadamic dagraa doas ha hava? What is his caraar? How has ha contributad? What’s his annualincoma? Whara doas his futura potantial lia? Doas ha hava talant? Doas ha hava ambition?” Mr. Fangwavad his hand and continuad with an arrogant damaanor, “Othar than good looks, ha has nothingalsa. How am I supposad to marry my daughtar to him? How is ha a good match for my daughtar?”
Mr. Fang spoke intensely. In his air of superiority, he used a few short sentences to reduce Chu Feng tonothing. Even the waitress who was pouring water by the side had a look of disdain on her face.
The expression on Zhou Lie and his wife’s face darkened. They were seething with rage. Who was heto speak about their son like that?
The atmosphere had become tense and depressing.
However, Chu Feng smiled like he couldn’t be bothered. The way he saw it, Fang Yun and her familywere like performing monkeys. Why should he get angry over a couple of clowns?
He subconsciously rubbed his chin and checked out his reflection in the glass of the teahouse. As faras he could remember, Mr. Fang was the first person to ever refer to him as good-looking.
Had he become more handsome?
Zhou Ying, who was sitting there, could not contain her rage. She retorted angrily, “How is he notworthy of your daughter? My brother is a formidable Gener-”
“Erhem!” Before Zhou Ying could utter the word ‘General’, Zhou Lie, who was sitting opposite her,quickly coughed and glared at his daughter.
According to the law of Donghua, officers above the rank of Lieutenant Generals were great assets ofthe country. Therefore, their personal identities were kept secret, and to expose their identities was aserious crime.
Zhou Ying hurriedly covered her mouth; she was scared that she nearly made a major mistake.
“I’m from the military,” Chu Feng said nonchalantly as he patted Zhou Ying’s little hand to indicate thatthere was no harm done.
“Military? Our country’s military? Then you’re just a common soldier, right?” Mr. Fang laughed. Thedisdainful look in his eyes intensified. “Firstly, you don’t have the power. Secondly, you don’t havefreedom. Thirdly, your salary is low, so how are you going to feed your family? With that meagre salaryof yours of three or five thousand, can you afford to buy a car or a house? Can you support your wifeand kids?” Mr. Fang touched the Rolex on his wrist, looking superior. Then, as if he was giving ChuFeng a heavenly gift, he continued, “Coincidentally, I’m old friends with a few high-ranking officers inthe military. I can make a call and get you transferred, or even get you discharged so that you canchange your profession. Even if you were to become a minor director in a small district, you would stillearn more than you would now in ten years.”