The old man was in no mood to rest, but Feng Shenye simply stopped paying attention to him, went to the garden and picked up Little Bao’er and left the villa straight away.
“Unbecoming, too unbecoming, really hardened his wings, daring to disobey me like this!”
In the living room, the old man had a furious look on his face, his chest heaving.
Seeing this, the butler stood by and said, “Master, I think the young master is determined this time, or else you should let him have his wish.
“I did intend to leave it alone, but I think it would be a pity if Shen Ye really missed out on a girl as good as Ruhua.
The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, but chose to speak for Feng Shenye, “Miss Song is indeed a good girl, but the young master doesn’t like her, this forced melon is not sweet, in the future if the young master and Miss Song become a resentful couple, the young master resents you, won’t you have to blame yourself again?”
The old man was silent, his expression was inscrutable.
On the other hand, it was only after Wen Shiyu arrived at the orchestra that she realised, as an afterthought, that something was wrong.
Feng Shenye had let her leave too quickly, obviously trying to sidetrack her.
For a moment, she was a little worried about the situation at home, and wondered what had happened to make Feng Shenye so anxious for her to leave.
Because she was worried about the situation at home, Wen Shiyu was not in the mood to practice at all and simply put down her violin, intending to rest herself for a while.
Just when she was holding her mobile phone and debating whether she should call Feng Shenye to ask him what was going on, Feng Shenye’s call came through.
“Shenye.”
“When do you get off work? I’m outside the door of your orchestra now.”
“Wait for me, I’ll go ask the teacher for leave and come out.”
Dropping these words, Wen Shiyu hung up the phone and went to find the teacher.
After a while, she walked out of the orchestra door and saw Feng Shenye standing not far away with Little Bao’er in his arms, standing upright in a black suit.
She quickly walked over and realized that Bao’er was asleep on Feng Shenye’s body, making her swallow the words she had wanted to ask.
Feng Shenye naturally noticed her hesitant expression and naturally took her hand, saying in a warm voice, “Find a place first, I’ll tell you more slowly.”
Wen Shiyu nodded and followed Feng Shenye out, but she didn’t expect Feng Shenye to take her to a hotel.
When he entered the room, Feng Shenye asked Wen Shiyu to wait for him in the living room for a while, and then carried Little Bao’er into the bedroom to settle down.
When he came out, he saw Wen Shiyu sitting on the sofa with a frown on her face.
He knew that Wen Shiyu had sensed that something was wrong, so he walked straight over and took the person into his arms, saying frankly, “I let you leave this morning because my grandfather came, and I didn’t want you to suffer in front of him, so I let you leave.”
“Your grandfather is here?”
Wen Shiyu looked up at Feng Shenye in surprise.
Feng Shenye nodded, “Not long before we stepped off the plane, he also arrived in Vienna.”
Wen Shiyu pursed her lips and asked with some unease, “So is your grandfather here again because of the matter of your marriage?”
“I’ve already refused, you don’t need to worry.”
Feng Shenye didn’t deny it, hearing Wen Shiyu’s inner self-condemnation rise up inside her.
She and Feng Shenye were happy together, but she had never considered Feng Shenye’s situation.
Although she had only met the old man of the Feng family twice, she knew that he was a very strong and controlling old man.
If Feng Shenye disobeyed him, he would probably be under a lot of pressure.
There was no telling what means that person would use to force them in the end.
Looking at Wen Shiyu’s worried and self-condemned expression, Feng Shenye could see through her thoughts at a glance, slightly tightening the hand holding her waist and persuading her in a warm voice: “Don’t think nonsense, this matter actually has nothing to do with you.”
“How can it be okay?”
Wen Shiyu bit her lower lip, the self-reproach on her face was clear.
Feng Shenye raised his hand to save her lower lip from her teeth and gently rubbed it, “Even if it’s not with you, I still have to tell the old man where I stand on marriage.”