“Over the years, the old man has been at home for a long time and has gotten used to others obeying him in everything, just in time for this incident to make him understand that it is not something that is forced on others to achieve.”
At those words, Wen Shiyu felt better inside, but was still a little uneasy.
She leaned against Feng Shenye’s chest and asked softly, “Will your grandfather compromise?”
“Don’t worry, I have a way to make sure he won’t stop us.”
Saying that, Feng Shenye lowered his head and kissed Wen Shiyu’s forehead.
Wen Shiyu couldn’t help but be curious and asked, “What method?”
“I had Xu Yan go through the formalities of returning to the team for me.”
Feng Shenye didn’t hide his arrangement, “The reason why I withdrew from the team in the first place, among other things, was his will, for me not to return to the team, he would definitely agree.”
Hearing this, Wen Shiyu was completely relieved, but at the same time felt that Feng Shenye was so cunning.
But she didn’t say this out loud, after all, Feng Shenye was making an effort for their future together.
That night, the three of them stayed at the hotel.
Meanwhile, at another hotel, Song Ruhua was also meeting her a*sistant.
It turned out that Song Ruhua knew about Master Feng’s visit to Vienna, so she came right after him.
She knew that the old man must have come here to look for Feng Shenye, so she had someone keep an eye on the old man’s whereabouts early in the morning.
“Eldest Miss, Elder Feng has indeed come to look for General Manager Feng, and we also found out that General Manager Feng came over here a long time ago and has been living with a woman called Wen Shiyu.”
In the brightly lit living room, the a*sistant reported out all the information she had found out today.
After listening, Song Ruhua’s beautifully painted face was horribly gloomy.
D*mn it, Feng Shenye and Wen Shiyu had actually gotten together without everyone knowing!
Thinking of this, Song Ruhua was so angry that her teeth were on the verge of breaking.
She was very unhappy that she had lost to that b*tch Wen Shiyu just like that.
It was obvious that this b*tch had forced her to leave far away from other countries, and she was still dead set on being with Feng Shenye, where did she get the face to do that?
The more she thought about it, the more Song Ruhua did not want to let it go.
She was no worse than this b*tch Wen Shiyu!
……
The next day, Wen Shiyu didn’t even know that she was being missed.
She had her usual breakfast with Feng Shenye and his son, and then went to the orchestra with her violin on her back.
Near noon, a staff member suddenly came over to her, “Shiyu, the receptionist said someone is looking for you, go over and take a look.”
Wen Shiyu thought at first that it was Master Feng who was looking for her, and walked out with trepidation.
After all, if it was Feng Shenye or any other friends who came looking for her they would have called her directly.
As a result, she had just walked to the reception desk when she found out that it was not Master Feng who had come to look for her, but someone she had not expected.
“Miss Song?”
Wen Shiyu was surprised as she looked at Song Ruhua who was dressed in a designer outfit.
Song Ruhua swept her eyes at Wen Shiyu with an arrogant expression, her red lips slightly hooked as she sneered, “It seems that Miss Wen still remembers me, very well, let’s talk.”
Wen Shiyu frowned slightly, knowing that this person was not a good person, but she agreed anyway.
The two of them went to the cafe across the street.
After the waiter served the coffee and left, Song Ruhua stirred her coffee and sneered and mocked, “Miss Wen is really good, people were driven abroad and still managed to charm Shen Ye to the point that he wanted to be with you even at the expense of disobeying Grandpa Feng.”
Hearing these gloomy words, Wen Shiyu’s already wrinkled brows tightened a few more points.
“Just say what Miss Song wants to say, don’t you think it’s beneath you to be so clumsy?”
She disliked her back nonchalantly.
Song Ruhua huffed, staring at Wen Shiyu in exasperation.
Wen Shiyu didn’t care, letting Song Ruhua stare at her and taking a small sip of her coffee.
Looking at the calm and collected Wen Shiyu, Song Ruyu was suffocating.
She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the fire inside her, and said, “I hope you leave Feng Shenye, you are not suitable for him at all.”
“Whether I am suitable to be with Shenye or not, I don’t think Miss Song’s words count.”