Feng Beichen did not beat around the bush. He told Surat very straightforwardly that he would not let these people go. After the attack in France, he would rather kill them by mistake than let them go.
When Surat heard this, there was only deep fear in his eyes. The man in front of him decided the future of those people in such an understatement.
"Master, this is not the past. Aren't you afraid of bringing trouble to yourself?"
"Humph, Trouble, I, Feng Beichen, have never been separated from Trouble since I was a child."
Having said this, Feng Beichen smiled coldly, then paused for a moment, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat and continued.
"Go back and tell the old man not to interfere with my decision again, otherwise I will cause the entire Sunawa family to be purged. In addition, please tell Puka that if you want to survive, just stay on the island honestly and don't try to get anything.
Something that doesn't belong to him because he has no life to enjoy it."
"Master, you...sir is also your father."
"Steward Surat, did I say I wanted to kill him? Everything is up to his own decision. He is not smart. Isn't there a smart person on the island?"
Surat was silent. It seemed that this time he came in vain. Even though he had expected it, after getting the result, he still felt a little disappointed and sympathized with those people.
"Master, if this is the case, then I will go back to the island first. By the way, the old man said that since Miss Nina is already married, you should reconsider. There are several people of similar age to you in the top ten families who are waiting to be married.
Thousands of gold.”
"You go back and tell him that he's taking a little too much care."
Surat's words immediately aroused Feng Beichen's anger. If there is anything he hates most in this life, it is others interfering with his marriage. Because of his mother's unfortunate marriage, he swore that he would only marry the one he loves in this life.
woman.
Surat also expected that Feng Beichen would get angry, but he continued talking.
"Master, I know you don't like the old man interfering in your marriage, but now you not only represent you personally, you also represent the Sunawa family. As far as I know, you have broken up with that little star in China.
In this case, why not find another one."
"Surat, that's enough. Have you forgotten the situation of the young master? Is any woman worthy of being by the young master's side?"
Seeing Feng Beichen hovering on the edge of rage, Pakka spoke up. Originally, he had some respect for the older butler, but now, he didn't give him any face.
They clearly know what the young master hates, but these people are still pointing fingers. Does it mean that in the eyes of these people, marriage is just a transaction? Even if you sit in the highest position, you can't escape the fate of being manipulated?
Surat didn't expect that Paka would be so disrespectful to him. His face was a little ugly. When he raised his head and met Paka's eyes, it was also a bit colder and unkind. But Paka was not used to this kind of people. He said no.
It sounds good, Surat is a man in his seventies, with most of his body buried in the loess, but he can still jump around for a few days.
Although Surat was unhappy, he didn't show too much on his face, nor did he respond to Paka. Instead, he looked at Feng Beichen and said.
"Master, I'm just conveying the old man's words. Such a huge family property cannot be inherited by anyone, let alone the Sunawa family. I believe that the family master does not want to see the Feng family die. That is the wife's hard work."
As expected of an old fox who has lived for most of his life, he knows what words can hit Feng Beichen. Feng Beichen may not care about the Sunawa family, but he cannot ignore the Feng family.
However, Feng Beichen only had a flash of eyes without much emotion. He stood up from the sofa indifferently, then glanced at Surat coldly and said sternly.
"Surat, remember who you are."
After saying that, Feng Beichen said to Paka beside him.
"Uncle Paka, send Surat back to the island."
"Yes, young master."
Pakka responded respectfully, and here Feng Beichen had already walked out of the villa. Surat wanted to catch up and say something, but was stopped by Pakka, an old man in his seventies who was about to die.
In terms of strength, how could he rival Pakka who was just over fifty?
"You dare to stop me?"
Surat may have been without setbacks for so long that he forgot that he was no different from Pakar.
Paka smiled coldly, looked at the lackey next to Mr. Nazi with contempt, and said disdainfully.
"Surat, don't forget your identity. You are no longer the housekeeper of the Sunava family. You should not be here."
One sentence directly hit Surat. Surat's face turned blue and white. Yes, he is no longer the housekeeper of this place. If Mr. Nazi didn't still need him, he would be here in Sunawa.
There is no place for him in the family.
After Paka finished speaking, he ignored Surat. As for whether Surat would return to the island, Paka was not worried at all, because Surat had nowhere to go except returning to the island.
After that, Paka also left the villa, and Feng Beichen was waiting for him in the car.
After getting in the car, Feng Beichen glanced at the villa. If it hadn't been for Paka's call just now, he would never have come to this place.
"Uncle Pakka, where are Tinari and those children now?"
"Mr. Puka took them to the island."
Pakka said calmly. After Feng Beichen heard this, the coldness on his face became even stronger, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he said faintly.
"I don't know if this woman is clever or if my father really likes this woman, but he can't even protect himself and wants to protect them all."
Feng Beichen's words were a bit bitter, and he felt unworthy for his mother. Paka on the side had already looked down on all this and sighed softly.
"Who knows, maybe it's both. Young Master, do you still have to deal with Tinari now?"
"Of course, Uncle Paka, there is an ancient poem in China that says wild fire cannot burn out, but the spring breeze blows and it will grow again. You said that an ambitious woman like Tinari still has a few children with the blood of the Sunawa family in her hands.
, can she be willing to be trapped on that island?"
Pakka shook his head, and at the same time, a sense of determination gradually appeared in his calm eyes.
"Young Master, I know what to do."
"Uncle Pakka, go back. Also, get rid of all the servants here and replace them with our own people."
Feng Beichen looked at the servants sneaking around in the villa outside the car and said with a slight frown. Pakka nodded and then asked the driver to drive away.
Xiao Siluo made an appointment with Mo Xi after attending a business event the next day. The two had lunch together, chatted for a while and then separated. Xiao Siluo took the afternoon flight and left Kyoto, coming and going in a hurry.
After Mo Xi put Xiao Siluo on the plane and came out of the airport, he saw Xiao Yiheng's car parked on the roadside.
"Are you so worried? I already said I would take a taxi back."
As soon as he got into the car, Mo Xi complained. Xiao Yiheng did not refute, but smiled fondly and helped Mo Xi fasten his seat belt.
"I happened to be doing something here, just on my way. By the way, how is Xiaodai feeling? Nothing unusual."
Xiao Yiheng asked worriedly, and Mo Xi rolled his eyes. What can be done near the airport? He didn't lie without making a draft, but then he talked about Xiao Siluo's matter.
"She looks okay, but I can feel that she is not in a high mood, or that she has been numbing herself with other things. Yiheng, your uncle and the others are getting a little serious about her and Mr. Feng."
Mo Xi knew that this was the Xiao family's business, and she shouldn't have asked more questions, but she and Xiao Siluo were good friends, so of course she sympathized when she saw her friend and her beloved being forced to separate.
Xiao Yiheng sighed, touched Mo Xi's head and said.
"Because the family behind Feng Beichen is too complicated. Uncle and the others are also thinking about their future. I believe Xiaodai can survive this period of time. Okay, let's not talk about Xiaodai. How are you preparing for the finals at the end of the month?
How about it? I will go to the scene in person to cheer you on."
Xiao Yiheng was talking about the finals of "I Am an Actor". During this period, in addition to participating in the promotional activities for the show from a year ago, Mo Xi spent the rest of his time rehearsing for the finals.
"We're almost ready. We have to go to rehearsals twice later. There should be no problem. But you'd better not go to the scene. I'm afraid I'll be nervous, and didn't we agree not to make it public for the time being? If you go... oops,
Why are you pinching my face!"
As Mo Xi was talking, his cheek suddenly hurt and he slapped Xiao Yiheng's hand away dissatisfied.
"Are you a fool? Have you forgotten that this program is produced by Yaohua Media? What's wrong with me appearing in the finals as a producer? Besides, did I say I wanted to make it public? Why is this brain so stupid sometimes?
.”
"Okay, okay, you're smart. Why are you so smart because you're a fool like me? I don't think you're that smart at all."
Mo Xi said angrily and glared at Xiao Yiheng. When Xiao Yiheng saw this, he suddenly laughed, then he hugged Mo Xi's head and rubbed it like a fool.
"Xiao Yiheng, what are you doing? My hair is messed up."
Mo Xi pushed Xiao Yiheng away and stared at Xiao Yiheng as if she were a fool. Seeing Xiao Yiheng's silly joy, she didn't know what to say.
"Xiao Yiheng, are you okay? What aroused you."
Suddenly, Xiao Yiheng hugged Mo Xi and kissed her crazily on the forehead.
"Mo Xi, do you know? When I decided to let you be my woman, I vowed to pamper you into a carefree child. Now, I seem to have come true. In the past, you could not treat you like this.
I spoke."
When Xiao Yiheng said this, Mo Xi was stunned. Looking back on the past few months, he suddenly realized that she seemed to have changed a lot.