Volume 13: The Fifth Daughter is Forced into Marriage

  "What? A second-level peak demon beast?" Dongfang Hong's eyes widened as he exclaimed in a low voice.

  "Yes, sir."

  The second lady had served Dongfang Hong for so many years, how could she not understand Dongfang Hong's temperament? She knew that the man in front of her liked others' flattery and praise the most, so she reached out and put her arm around Dongfang Hong's waist.

  "Sir, you are so heroic, that magic beast should be yours, but that foolish girl doesn't know how to give it to you. It's clear she is an unfilial child, why do you still protect her?"

  "Madam is right! It can't be used for me, and keeping it will also bring disaster. The matter of Zhu'er will be handed over to you to handle. As for that wicked girl, I'll deal with her together tomorrow!"

  At this time, Dongfang Hong had already been moved, and with the second lady constantly creating a step for him to say that Dongfang Fengfei was unfilial, he also had a reason to move Dongfang Fengfei.

  Indeed, disobedient ones cannot bring benefits and are useless. A second-level peak demon beast can be promoted to third level with just a little cultivation. If there is a third-level demon beast, the family will soar like a tiger.

  In Dongfang Hong's view, her daughters are numerous, sacrificing one for the sake of interest is nothing, let alone a fool and a waste!

  "Sir, you are truly wise."

  As soon as Dongfang Hong responded, the second lady immediately wrapped herself around him and offered her red lips.

  But in his heart, he was secretly thinking: You stupid fool, once Zhu'er and the demon beast disappear, I'll see what you have to rely on to resist, how dare you treat my daughter like this, I will definitely get back a thousand times from you!

  And besides, it's best that Dongfang Fengyi doesn't know what's good for her, let Master get angry at Leng Xinhua together, and by then, the Dongfang manor will be mine.

  The second morning.

  "Miss, it's not good! The second mistress is coming with a group of family members."

  Dongfang Fengfei was sitting in a rocking chair in front of the house, reading a book on world history, when Zhu'er suddenly came running from outside with a flustered look on her face.

  Immediately afterwards, a group of people followed Zhen'er and rushed in.

  "Miss, we are here under the orders of the second madam to take away Zhu'er. Please don't stop us, Seventh Miss." One of the servants said with a scornful face.

  "I don't want to go, I want to stay with Miss!" Zhu'er hurriedly ran to Dongfang Fengfei's side as soon as she heard that the other person was there to take her away.

  "Zhu'er, you're really lucky this time. The young master of the Chen family has taken a liking to you and wants to marry you as his legitimate wife. You'd better not be ungrateful." One of the servants sneered at Zhu'er with a mocking expression.

  "Master Chen!"

  As soon as she heard the name, Zhu'er's face turned white. Who in Fenglintown didn't know what kind of person Young Master Chen was? If she married him, would she still have a chance to live?!

  "Miss, don't let Zhen marry him, Zhen should stay with Miss..."

  "Alright, Zhen'er, when did your mistress say she wanted to marry you off? Don't cry, I am your master, and it's up to me to decide on your marriage. No one can touch you!"

  Dongfang Fengfei wiped away Zhu'er's tears, thinking to herself, "You're going to get married, who will cook and do laundry for me in the future? How can she bear to give up this free labor?"

  "Ah, ah!"

  Upon hearing Dongfang Fengyi's words, Zhu'er finally stopped crying and was deeply moved. The young lady was indeed the best person to Zhu'er.

  Poor Zhen'er, this is the rhythm of being sold by others and even helping others count money!

  "I'd like to see who can take the pearl away from me today!"

  Dongfang Fengfei turned around and looked at the crowd of servants, her eyes flashing with cold light. This second madam actually dared to put her mind on her head, was she tired of living?!

  "Hum! You're a wicked girl indeed. I'll see about that. Today, I'll take this servant girl away!"

  As soon as Dongfang Fengfei's voice fell, a thick and slightly angry voice came from outside the courtyard, followed by a group of people walking in.

  First and foremost, there was a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious attire, with a pair of eyebrows tightly knitted together, his square face bearing a thin layer of anger, exuding an aura that was intimidating. He was the one who had just spoken. Looking at this middle-aged man, Dongfang Fengfei knew that he must be the master of the Dongfang family, none other than Dongfang Hong.

  Dongfang Hong's entourage included several noblewomen and other members of the Dongfang family, including Dongfang Hanlu and Dongfang Qiutong, who had apparently come to watch the commotion.