Just like an ant can no longer ignore the pressure of a large elephant, Bai Feng is completely like a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.
"Mei Ying, this prince formally proposes to you today!"
Bai Feng's words caused the scene to fall into silence instantly.
Zhuge Duhan at the door looked extremely painful - is there anything more painful in this world than watching the one you love being proposed to by a gangster, and being unable to resist?
Zhuge Duhan loved Leng Meiying very much, and he would even die for her. The last time he did not hesitate to offend the royal family for Leng Meiying, escorting her all the way back to Hanshilin is the best proof.
But not now, now he couldn't blatantly protect Leng Meiying like last time.
First, it's because he's not strong enough, and second, he's in Zhuge Mansion now.
Zhuge Duhan is no longer a bachelor now, but a son of a large family with thousands of lives on his shoulders. If he openly confronts the royal family at this time, he will bring disaster to the family.
He knew this, and Bai Feng knew it even better. That's why Bai Feng came to the Zhuge family unscrupulously and proposed to Leng Meiying.
But so far, Leng Meiying still couldn't turn around. It felt like a big joke, but after turning around, the protagonist of the joke turned out to be herself.
"Did your head get squeezed by the door?" Leng Meiying looked at Bai Feng coldly. If it weren't for Wang Hong's previous words, she would have been confused by Bai Feng's sudden proposal.
But now, she is very calm - at least on the surface.
Leng Meiying really couldn't guess what kind of medicine was sold in Bai Feng's gourd. Anyone with a brain would understand that if she wanted Leng Meiying to marry Bai Feng, she would have to wait until the mountains had no edges and the heaven and the earth merged.
A long time ago, the conflict between Leng Meiying and Bai Feng had reached an irreconcilable point. Leng Meiying even stabbed Bai Feng three times and six holes in his body, almost killing him.
Lost.
Of course, Bai Feng never held back. He sent people to intercept and kill Leng Meiying several times. Although he never succeeded, he successfully pushed the contradiction between the two to a new level.
Leng Meiying and Bai Feng were like two lines crossing each other. The distance between them would only get farther and farther, and there was no way they would ever meet one day.
But now, Bai Feng's parallel lines suddenly turned. He unexpectedly wanted to marry Leng Meiying.
Funny, really funny, the most ridiculous thing in the world!
Even Nuomi, who didn't know much about Bai Feng, began to wonder if this guy had water in his head, and it was boiling water.
"Qiang!" The light of the three-knife knife suddenly appeared in Leng Meiying's hand, and even Wang Hong felt trembled by the murderous aura that was so solid.
"Bai Feng, you and I have known each other for so long. You know that I don't like to joke. If you want me to test the hardness of your neck with a knife, then I will let you!"
Bai Feng's smile remained unchanged, his face full of confidence: "You won't do this!"
"Do you dare to bet?" Leng Meiying responded with a sneer. The blade was like an arrow clasped high in his hand, and could be shot out at any time.
No one doubted whether Leng Meiying could cut off Bai Feng's head at such a close distance, and everyone was sweating.
Wang Hong is like this, and Mr. Zhuge is even more like this.
