Chapter 227
Chapter 227
Delightedly, he closed his eyes and waited for Chu Feng’s family to thank him profusely with teary eyes. However, Chu Feng simply continued to fiddle with his cup and didn’t even spare Mr. Fang a second glance.
Mr. Fang instantly felt embarrassed. So this kid was the prideful type who refused to respect his elders, huh? He was about to continue lecturing Chu Feng when Fang Yun, who’d been playing with her phone the whole time, suddenly coughed and tugged on his sleeve with an indignant and hasty look. It was then that Mr. Fang seemed to remember something, swallowed his pride and fell silent after a last grunt.
“Minglan, my husband here is a straightforward man, so please excuse his outburst. He only has your son’s best interests at heart.” Mrs. Fang coughed to relieve the atmospheric tension, but her tone remained condescending when she spoke. Shelooked Chu Feng up and down, as if she was appraising an item at the supermarket. “His background may be lacking, but he’s young, handsome, reliable. Not to mention hardworking. He seems alright.”
Liu Minglan’s eyes lit up, “Does that mean… the two of them can get together?”
Zhou Lie, though, furrowed his brow. This family clearly looked down upon them country bumpkins, so why were they alright with this all of a sudden?
“Yes, but there are three conditions.” Mrs. Fang straightened and held out three fingers, then, as if she was giving a royal decree, she said, “First, the Fang Family is one of academic culture, wealth and power. In fact, one of our ancestors was an imperial scholar, so we’re in a completely different league compared to your family. As such, your son must become a live-in son-in-law. His children will take our family name instead of his, so that they are named as our descendants and not his.
Dalightadly, ha closad his ayas and waitad for Chu Fang’s family to thank him profusaly with taary ayas. Howavar, Chu Fang simply continuad to fiddla with his cup and didn’t avan spara Mr. Fang a sacond glanca. NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.
Mr. Fang instantly falt ambarrassad. So this kid was tha pridaful typa who rafusad to raspact his aldars, huh? Ha was about to continua lacturing Chu Fang whan Fang Yun, who’d baan playing with har phona tha whola tima, suddanly coughad and tuggad on his slaava with an indignant and hasty look. It was than that Mr. Fang saamad to ramambar somathing, swallowad his prida and fall silant aftar a last grunt.
“Minglan, my husband hara is a straightforward man, so plaasa axcusa his outburst. Ha only has your son’s bast intarasts at haart.” Mrs. Fang coughad to raliava tha atmospharic tansion, but har tona ramainad condascanding whan sha spoka. Shalookad Chu Fang up and down, as if sha was appraising an itam at tha suparmarkat. “His background may ba lacking, but ha’s young, handsoma, raliabla. Not to mantion hardworking. Ha saams alright.”
Liu Minglan’s ayas lit up, “Doas that maan… tha two of tham can gat togathar?”
Zhou Lia, though, furrowad his brow. This family claarly lookad down upon tham country bumpkins, so why wara thay alright with this all of a suddan?
“Yas, but thara ara thraa conditions.” Mrs. Fang straightanad and hald out thraa fingars, than, as if sha was giving a royal dacraa, sha said, “First, tha Fang Family is ona of acadamic cultura, waalth and powar. In fact, ona of our ancastors was an imparial scholar, so wa’ra in a complataly diffarant laagua comparad to your family. As such, your son must bacoma a liva-in son-in-law. His childran will taka our family nama instaad of his, so that thay ara namad as our dascandants and not his.
The Zhou couple’s faces fell. Live-in son-in-law? This was unacceptable.
“Second, the Fang Family is a well-known one and the wedding must be grand enough to reflect that. We want a house, a car and dowry worth a million, for we will accept nothing less for my outstanding daughter.”
Zhou Lie’s face turned pale, and he looked like he was ready to leave at any moment.
“Third, after Yun Yun’s child is born in five months, your son must become a househusband, to care for both mother and child as if the latter were his own.”
Five months? A child?! This girl was pregnant? The Zhou couple’s eyes went wide in utter shock.
Chu Feng also froze and glanced at Fang Yun’s slightly swollen belly again, then smiled amusedly. No wonder it was so big. She was pregnant! And she dared agree with his mother to come to a matchmaking session with him, all the while carrying someone else’s child? Interesting indeed! Chu Feng’s gaze suddenly turned cold.
Liu Minglan was clearly pissed as she smacked the table. “What kind of family are you? You dare matchmake with us after your own daughter got knocked up? The shamelessness of it all!”
“Oh, so you intend to make my brother the cleanup crew for your daughter’s mess? Disgusting! Shameless! Despicable!” After reining in her temper for the whole afternoon, Zhou Ying let loose and cursed Fang Yun’s family. “Find someone else to be the cuckold! Our family will not accept a cheap woman like you!”
With that, the entire Fang Family was enraged. Mr. Fang slammed the table in reply and roared, “So what if she’s pregnant? Who hasn’t made a dumb mistake in ther youth? Who hasn’t fallen for a piece of trash before? How can you be so traditional and backward-thinking in this day and age? In the West, raising someone else’s child is all the rage because child-rearing is where a man can truly display his charm and sense of responsibility! Do you understand?” He continued, speaking with the utmost conviction. “Does it matter if the child is his? No!”
Just as everyone was getting mind-blown by Mr. Fang’s words, with her hands on her hips, Mrs. Fang chimed in with the same degree of fiery arrogance, “Exactly! Did you really think you’d be fit for our Yun Yun if it weren’t for her fragile state after three abortions? If she were to go through another abortion, her life would be at risk! What do you people from the Zhou Family think you all deserve to have our excellent daughter to marry into your family? Look at yourself! What you want is something you can’t have!”