Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book

He Sihui: "Oh?"

Feng Le'an raised four fingers to show his determination. "I'm different from those scumbags!"

He Sihui: "So you're saying that father is a scumbag."

Feng Le'an:"... that's not what I meant..."

He glanced at He Sihui with his small eyes and scratched his head anxiously. "Honey, you know that my language skills aren't very good, so I don't know how to express this..."

He Sihui suddenly asked, "Then, what were those love letters you wrote to me before?"

Feng Le'an was stunned. "Ah, that..."

Could he say that, at first, he had copied it after the internet?

After copying over and over again, he realized that everything was the same after reading all the love letters on the internet, so he began to hire people to write it for him at a high price...

But of course, he couldn't let He Sihui know about this!

Feng Le'an rubbed his head again. "At that time, I still had a lot of hair, so I could still write when I grabbed it. Now, it's getting lesser and lesser, so..."

He even winked at her, implying that she should understand him!

He Sihui was silent.

This fool, did he really think that she didn't know?

It was just a sudden thought to trick him.

Forget it, I'll just continue pretending that I don't know.

He Sihui changed the topic. "You said that Rui'er likes that girl from the Jiang family. Is that true?"

Feng Le'an didn't say anything. He hid outside the door and eavesdropped for a long time. Feng Tian Rui, who was disgusted by Feng Le'an's lewd words, pushed the door open and walked in. He shouted, "It's not true, Mom, I'm innocent!"

Feng Le'an: ???

How did Rui'er appear so punctually?

…

In the study room.

Although Feng Zhiyi had specifically asked Feng Linbai to come over, after the two of them entered the study room, he left Feng Linbai to the side and began to practice calligraphy by himself.

Forty minutes passed as he finished writing a few pieces of calligraphy.

Feng Zhiyi didn't say anything, and neither did Feng Linbai.

He had his hands in his pockets. At first, he was still standing and watching Feng Zhiyi practice his calligraphy. Later on, when he felt bored, he raised his head and walked over to the sofa to sit down.

Only then did Feng Zhiyi finally say, "Did I ask you to sit down?"

Feng Linbai asked back, "Then did you ask me not to sit down?"

Feng Zhiyi was defeated. Feng Linbai said directly, "Then that's it."

He leaned back, his posture lazy and relaxed as if this study had become his territory.

Feng Zhiyi stopped writing and put the brush on the inkstone. He did not look at him, but his words were directed at him.

"You did this."

Feng Linbai supported his chin. "I've done so many things. Which one are you talking about?"

Feng Zhiyi said, "You admit it just like that?"

Feng Linbai said nonchalantly, "Because I'm too lazy to waste time."

Feng Zhiyi frowned.

Wasn't Feng Linbai's subtext saying that beating around the bush with him was too much of a waste of time, so he just admitted it?

However, Feng Zhiyi also knew that if he revealed too obvious an emotion in his conversation with Feng Linbai, he would be at a disadvantage.

He spread out another piece of paper and picked up a pen. "You're too anxious."

Feng Linbai: "Oh?"

Feng Zhiyi did not even raise his head. "Isn't this just letting me know that the little girl from the Jiang family has become your weakness? Are you going to deal with me because of her?"

Feng Linbai smiled. "If it wasn't for her, I would have dealt with you too. Isn't this something I've known for a long time?"

Feng Zhiyi also smiled. "You have just a little bit of influence and you want to swallow the tiger in one gulp.. You're being a little bold."