Volume 1 Chapter 18: Proud Bones! Worry-Free

  Poor guy has to watch the Olympics and code, suffering! This is a big chapter, Old Fish wrote it overnight, didn't sleep for a whole night! After updating, I have to go to work. Please, in consideration of Old Fish's diligence, collect and recommend!

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  The atmosphere in the Feng family living room fell silent again. The rules of the big family were strict, and they were especially so in the Feng family. When Old Man Feng was present, no one dared to speak out of turn as long as he didn't speak, not even Mrs. Feng.

  But the only legitimate grandson of the Feng family, who has always stood behind Mr. and Mrs. Feng Bolin, suddenly smiled and took the initiative to go over, adding some water to Mr. Feng's Qinghua porcelain tea cup, then pretended to unintentionally smile at Peng Yuanzheng, "Mr. Peng, do you want to drink water or coffee?"

  Peng Yuanzheng bowed slightly and said softly, "Thank you, no need."

  "Hehe, Mr. Peng, did you know Qianru before?" Feng Yuanhua took the opportunity to speak up.

  It has to be said that this Feng Yuanhua is indeed very clever and astute. In today's situation where Old Man Feng was present and all the elders in the family were silent, it was originally not his turn as a junior to speak, but he cleverly managed to make an appearance and perform through this method.

  Peng Yuanzheng turned his head and glanced at Feng Qianru, shook his head and smiled, "Don't know her."

  "Don't you know? Won't you? Aren't you alumni?" Feng Yuanhua asked quickly, and then said lightly, "Mr. Peng should know who my grandfather is, and also know why my grandfather came to find you today, right?"

  Feng Yuanhua's words were plain but had a hidden sharpness. Peng Yuanzheng was no ordinary person, and Feng Yuanhua's cleverness didn't amount to much in front of him. After hearing Feng Yuanhua's words, Peng Yuanzheng secretly sneered in his heart, but his face remained expressionless.

  "I know, it's Old Feng. I've seen him on TV." He smiled slightly, with a hint of emotion in his smile, but turned to Old Feng and said, "I understand now, you're looking for me because of Yu Pei, right?"

  "That's right, you're very clever." Old Feng picked up the recognition document and jade pendant, smiling warmly, "This jade pendant was left by me at that time, and this document is also written in my own handwriting."

  After finishing speaking, Old Feng's eyes stared at Peng Yuanzheng intensely.

  Old Feng said what he just said, which is equivalent to acknowledging that Peng Yuanzheng's father is his lost son, and he is Peng Yuanzheng's grandfather, preparing to recognize him.

  Mr. Feng's words made Mr. and Mrs. Feng Bolin frown, while Feng Yuanhua raised an eyebrow, his hands clenched into fists.

  Following common sense, at this time, Peng Yuanzheng should have taken advantage of the situation and acknowledged their relationship on the spot.

  However, Peng Yuanzheng did not move. His expression was complex, and his eyes seemed to emanate an aura of vicissitudes that could not be described in words, sitting there silently.

  Feng Qianru was anxious and kept making eye contact with Peng Yuanzheng.

  Peng Yuanzheng looked as if he didn't see anything.

  At this time, Peng Yuanzheng felt that Old Feng seemed to have some suspicion of him. Otherwise, he wouldn't just "hint" without directly acknowledging it.

  No matter how "profound" and "perfect" Peng Yu's plan was, no matter if he had the vision of two lifetimes and a superior mind, as well as the advantage of foresight, he also deeply knew that in front of this old man who held the great power of the Republic, he was almost transparent like a sheet of white paper.

  Intuitively, Peng Yuanzheng guessed that Old Feng was already suspicious of his motives - the so-called trip to Beijing to sell jade pendants was just a pretext for actively seeking connections.

  However, Peng Yuanzheng did not really put his suspicions about Old Feng to heart. Because the evidence was all true, and his father's life story was also true, these had no fake components - he was indeed Old Feng's own grandson, unmistakable, and that was enough.

  What can be done by taking the initiative?

  Feng Lao has already acknowledged in person that the jade pendant and the recognition documents were all written by him, which is an attitude of recognition and acceptance.

  What really kept Peng Yuanzhen silent was the attitude of the rest of the Feng family.

  Peng Yuanzheng was such a keen observer of human behavior that he had long since discovered that, among the Feng family members, it seemed that only the eldest son Feng Boda and his wife and daughter Feng Qianru were not very "friendly".

  Feng Bolin and his wife had an attitude that was both repulsive and contemptuous, with a hint of hostility. Their son, Feng Yuanhua, was even more overtly hostile. In contrast, Feng Boxia and her husband were completely indifferent, with a haughty indifference.

  Peng Yuanzheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The so-called flesh and blood relationship was just a nice-sounding phrase, nothing more. As for his father - Feng Lao, this son who had been separated from him since childhood, the Feng family actually didn't have much emotional attachment to him. If it weren't for Feng Lao's persistence, he probably wouldn't even be able to enter the Feng family's door.

  But entering is just entering. He wants to truly integrate into this red high gate, it seems that it's not that easy.

  Peng Yuanzheng's heart was filled with a sense of indignation, and the proud bones hidden in his veins gradually took over. Although Old Feng hinted that he could acknowledge him, he didn't openly express his attitude. Since that's the case, Peng wouldn't possibly take the initiative to fawn on someone who doesn't appreciate it!

  This relative cannot be recognized like this! Because recognizing him in this way will not only make the Feng family look down on him, but also suffer from deep rejection.

  At this thought, Peng Yuanzheng suddenly stood up, walked over and bowed to Old Man Feng and his wife, then glanced at the legacy left by his father on the tea table beside Old Man Feng, and turned around without hesitation.

  Feng Bogao and his wife were shocked. Feng Qianru let out a cry of surprise and chased after him. Feng Yuanhua hesitated for a moment, then followed him out as well.

  Feng Bolin and his wife were somewhat pleased with the misfortune, while Feng Boxia curiously gazed at Peng Yuanzhen's back as he turned to leave, sizing him up from head to toe.

  Old Lady Feng hastily got up and opened her mouth to call out, but then weakly sat back down.

  Feng Lao sat upright, his face solemn and his eyes gleaming brightly.

  Peng Yuanzheng walked out of Feng Botao's house and hurried downstairs.

  He walked out dozens of meters away, in the parking lot of the residential area, behind him, came Feng Qianru's slightly panting call: "Peng Yuanzheng! Stop!"

  Peng Yuanzheng stopped in his tracks, slowly turned around to look at Feng Qianru, with a calm expression, but the determination and invisible pride in his eyes made Feng Qianru's heart skip a beat.

  Feng Qianru's eyes flickered slightly, and she let out a soft sigh. "At this point, I think you should understand that your father is Grandfather's long-lost son, which makes you my cousin - this is your home, and Grandfather and Grandmother are right inside; don't you recognize them?"

  "Heh, maybe it's really like that. But for me, this is too sudden, and I'm not quite accepting of it." Peng Yuanzheng smiled lightly, "Besides, this isn't something I can recognize or not - since this jade pendant is your family's thing, just leave it with you guys."

  "Well said." Behind Feng Qianru, Feng Yuanhua sneered with a smile. At this moment, there were no elders present, especially not in front of his grandfather, so he didn't need to pretend anymore.

  "To be honest, if Mr. Peng is really a proud man, he shouldn't have come to Beijing this time. Of course, recognizing relatives is your freedom, but our Feng family's door isn't that easy to enter, and the difficulty of jumping through the dragon gate is quite high." Feng Yuanhua said indifferently, slowly approaching Peng Yuanzheng.

  Feng Yuanhua actually understood in his heart, the evidence was conclusive, and the Peng Yuanzheng in front of him was definitely Feng Lao's long-lost grandson. This point was already irreversible. As long as Feng Lao arranged it, taking a blood sample from Peng Yuanzheng to the United States for a DNA test would confirm the result, and afterwards Feng Lao would certainly make him acknowledge his ancestors and return to his roots.

  He couldn't stop it. He just wanted to use words to irritate Peng Yuanzheng, trying to make him angry and lose his temper in front of Old Man Feng, leaving a bad impression on the old man's heart. This way, even if Peng Yuanzheng entered the Feng family, he wouldn't affect his position as the third-generation heir of the direct line.

  Peng Yuanzheng gazed calmly at Feng Yuanhua, his eyes tranquil. A moment later, when the corner of his eye caught sight of Old Man and Lady Feng slowly approaching, he said indifferently, "I don't have any proud bones, but I'm not a lowly person either. Some things are beyond our control. However, please remember that I have no intention of climbing high branches by clinging to dragons or phoenixes. Moreover, the threshold of the Feng family is too high for me to reach."

  Feng Yuanhua's face stiffened, and he was about to retort when he heard a soft hum from behind him. He jumped in fright, recognizing the sound as his grandfather's movement. Immediately, he turned around and put on a respectful expression, smiling and saying, "Grandfather, how did you come out? Do you want to go back to the main hall?"

  Feng Lao gave Feng Yuanhua a glance. Feng Yuanhua silently retreated two steps.