115, how about I marry you?_3

Strangely enough, when his own brother was bullied to the point of being unrecognizable, Feng Ziheng barely reacted.

In the end, Feng Ziheng gave her a look and said earnestly, "Tell him congratulations for me."

"..."

Chu Liangxia silently withdrew her gaze.

Fine!

If her own brother were to exacerbate the situation, she would pretend to know nothing!

The date mattered more.

Still, she couldn't help but grieve for Feng Zichen inwardly.

When she got back, she would have to treat Feng Zichen better, otherwise, the young master might despair of life.

On the other hand, Feng Zichen, who had been eagerly waiting for Feng Fan to come over, started rambling on about how Ling Xize had belittled him, how he had tormented him, how he had shattered his young soul... as soon as he got into the car.

Blah, blah, blah.

He complained for nearly half an hour.