The mood of eating melon invisibly drove away a lot of the pain in Zuo Yuhan's heart. She sat in the taxi and looked at Feng Song's profile in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but ask.

"Teacher Feng, you are young and good-looking. You really don't care about money, but just want that woman to give you a child? In fact, based on your conditions, I think you can find someone better."

Wei Yaya couldn't help but said in a strange tone.

"Who else can be richer than the richest man Lin? After the death of the richest man Lin, the richest person is Mrs. Lin!"

Hearing this, Feng Song couldn't help but shake his head.

"No, Mrs. Lin is not the richest. She actually doesn't have much money. Lin Wanhao's money was all left to his children."

Wei Yaya took a breath when she heard this.

"Really?"

Feng Song nodded, "Of course, Lin Miaomiao and Lin Yaoyan are both richer than Mrs. Lin."

Feng Song told the truth. Lin Wanhao made a will and distributed the family property to his children, hoping that the children could carry forward the Lin family. As a result, the Lin family was all prodigal, which made Mrs. Lin even more anxious and angry.

Wei Yaya was silent, looking down at the scenery outside the window in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zuo Yuhan was still very curious about the "love" story, so she continued to ask Feng Song.

"According to what you say, you really don't care about money. If you care about your children, I can understand it!"

Feng Song discovered that Zuo Yuhan was really a bit stupid, and the friend around Zuo Yuhan was not a good person. With Zuo Yuhan's appearance, he didn't even know he was being sold.

Feng Song smiled and replied to Zuo Yuhan.

"What do you know again?"

Zuo Yuhan said seriously, "You must be Mrs. Turin who can give birth to children. After all, Mrs. Lin has given birth to six children, and all the children she gave birth to are good-looking! You must think that she can give birth!"

Feng Song:......

The taxi driver didn't say anything along the way, but he was always looking at Feng Song quietly. He actually didn't dare to say anything. After all, the reason Feng Song took the taxi so slowly was actually because she asked for too much.

She asked to confiscate the other party's mobile phone and not allow the other party to record. Likewise, she gave the other party three times the price.

As for what she would do if she said something she shouldn't have said and the taxi driver spread the word, Feng Song didn't even bother to think about this kind of question, because the answer was obvious. Even if she heard what she said and spread it, it would be useless.

There are so many things said about her on the Internet. Today she also saw someone saying that she was actually Lin Wanhao's male favorite, but it was just the one above. After Lin Wanhao died, she was inherited by Mrs. Lin as a "legacy".

I have to say that contemporary netizens are really imaginative.

The car quickly arrived at the destination. Wei Yaya couldn't help but widen her eyes when she saw the place outside, "This...isn't it, Teacher Feng, you brought us here to talk?!"

Feng Song looked at the buildings outside the window and nodded in affirmation.

"No problem, this place is suitable!"

Wei Yaya collapsed, "Where is the appropriateness?! This is a barbecue stall, there are so many people! Do you want what we say to be heard by others?!"

Feng Song explained, "The so-called most dangerous place is the safest place! Aren't you afraid of being unsafe? People come and go here and no one knows anyone. It's the safest!"

Wei Yaya wants to trick Feng Song into an inaccessible place. There are no surveillance cameras or other people in that kind of place. What happens in that kind of place depends on her free will!

But now Feng Song has brought them to a crowded place?! How will her plan proceed?!

Zuo Yuhan didn't expect Feng Song to think of this. She couldn't help but said, "Teacher Feng, you are really smart! This place makes people feel happy!"

Breathing in the smoke of the barbecue stall and looking at the people sitting in a row beside the barbecue stall, looking like foodies, Zuo Yuhan couldn't help but relax physically and mentally.

Mainly because she was hungry too.

Zuo Yuhan covered his stomach and showed a simple smile. This smile made Wei Yaya's teeth itch with hatred.

Wei Yaya never understood why Zuo Yuhan could always look happy while she was always haggard because of money, even though she had no money and her parents were in poor condition at home?!

When he was a freshman in high school, Zuo Yuhan felt that they had similar conditions and took the initiative to be friends with Wei Yaya. However, the more Wei Yaya got along with Zuo Yuhan, the more she disliked Zuo Yuhan.

Zuo Yuhan is so poor but has no self-awareness, which makes her sick!

She wanted Zuo Yuhan to feel the charm of the colorful world, tricked Zuo Yuhan into becoming an anchor, and then asked a mad dog to ask Zuo Yuhan to accompany her. Step by step, she wanted to destroy Zuo Yuhan's disgusting smile.

In the past few days, she succeeded. Zuo Yuhan still couldn't sleep at night and could only cry. He would tremble constantly when he thought of certain things. This is right!

Wei Yaya couldn't control her emotions. She stood there. When she came to her senses, she saw an enlarged strange face covered with black patterns and two holes for eyes.

Wei Yaya was startled and jumped back.

"Ah! Ghost!"

A magnetic laugh came from behind the ghost-like mask, "Isn't it scary? This is the mask I bought."

Hearing the familiar voice, Wei Yaya patted her chest, "Teacher Feng... why are you wearing such a mask? It looks like a ghost. It's so scary... I'm almost scared to death."

Feng Song pointed at the mask, "My face is too familiar to everyone, so I'll change it to another one for dinner. Let's go, Zuo Yuhan is waiting for you."

Wei Yaya looked next to the barbecue stall and saw Zuo Yuhan standing in front of the barbecue stall, watching the owner grilling mutton skewers. Under the thick white smoke, Zuo Yuhan's smile was so dazzling.

Wei Yaya's face couldn't help but twist again.

"What...does she eat? Does she have money?"

"I'm treating you," Feng Song said. Her eyes narrowed behind the mask. The ghost-like mask seemed to be the reflection of Wei Yaya's face in the mirror. She approached Wei Yaya and spoke in a low voice.

"Wei Yaya, right? What have you done?"

Wei Yaya didn't expect Feng Song to ask such a question. She pushed the strands of hair behind her ears and said somewhat out of breath.

"Teacher Feng, why are you telling me this? What can I do?"

Feng Song curled his lips, "I have always thought that children are good, especially girls. In other words, no matter how bad a person is, he must have a bottom line, and not hurting those who trust him is the bottom line."

Wei Yaya felt that Feng Song had discovered something, and she raised her head. In this case, she looked directly into Feng Song's eyes.

"Do you know what the bottom line is? A person who relies on being supported by a rich woman to live a soft life can also be called the bottom line?! Does a person who has everything he wants and is not short of money know what real life is?!"

Wei Yaya found it extremely ridiculous.

"You come to educate me? Why do you educate me! Have you ever been poor? Do you know what a person can give up in order to get rid of poverty?!"

What Feng Song found ridiculous was Wei Yaya.

Poor.

Why hasn't she felt anything?

Fuhu Mountain was once a barren mountain, and when she was a child, the senior brothers and master on the mountain couldn't even afford food, but the difference was that she understood what dignity was.

At any time, the so-called "happiness" achieved by hurting others is just an excuse, especially when the other party uses "cannot live" as the starting point for making mistakes, but uses "wanting to be more luxurious" as the motivation to move forward.

Feng Song looked at Wei Yaya indifferently.

"You can throw away a lot of things, but once you throw away many things, it is impossible to pick them up again. To be fair, are what you are doing and what you want to do now to get rid of poverty, or is it for your own so-called vanity?"

Wei Yaya was speechless. She glared at Feng Song fiercely, "You are taking too much care!"

After saying that, Wei Yaya ignored Zuo Yuhan and turned around and walked away. As a student applying for a scholarship at the school, she wore school uniforms in school and famous brands outside, and she didn't care about money when driving.

Sitting in the taxi, Wei Yaya said to the taxi driver.

"Go for a ride! Take me for a ride! Don't you understand? I'll give you money! Walking around, I'm very upset! Damn Feng Song, he's still taking care of me! He's just a slut selling his ass! -

Wei Yaya was stunned, but Zuo Yuhan was used to it. Zuo Yuhan ran to Feng Song with two skewers of roast mutton and explained.

"Why is Yaya gone? Maybe she has something to do with her family again."

"Maybe," Feng Song said perfunctorily, and then she asked Zuo Yuhan, "When you came to me, did something happen the night I sent you back?"

Zuo Yuhan was silent for a moment, then she mustered up the courage to nod.

"I...I was violated. Teacher Feng...I know it's awkward to ask this, but is it you?"

Feng Song shook his head and whispered to Zuo Yuhan.

"It's not me, because I... don't have that function at all."

Zuo Yuhan:...?!!

I was so scared that the mutton skewers fell off.

In the evening, Feng Song returned home and saw Lin Fengling still blocking the door. Feng Song found that she was used to it.

"It's so late and you want to hit me again?"

Lin Fengling was wearing casual clothes with her arms folded.

"No, I just want to ask you, do you think I'm a bit old?"
Chapter completed!