CHAPTER 292: CHAPTER 292

Wei Su was utterly baffled and infuriated to the point of tears.

But Feng Yu, as if he hadn’t seen her aggrieved expression, gave Jiang Moxi a cold instruction in her presence: "Hurry up and bring it here."

Wei Su was extremely unwilling, but she had no leverage over Feng Yu, so she could only get up and fetch the necklace from the jewelry box, handing it directly to Jiang Moxi.

Jiang Moxi examined the necklace closely and confirmed it was indeed what Jiang Tairan had requested, then she took the necklace and prepared to leave.

But Feng Yu approached, his voice tender.

"Xixi, we haven’t seen each other for a long time. I’ve arranged for tea and snacks by your favorite lotus pond, let’s sit down and have a good chat."

Wei Su, who had been by Feng Yu’s side for many years, rarely saw him speak so gently to anyone, except for Jiang Moxi.

Wei Su had always thought that Feng Yu was only so good to Jiang Moxi for the sake of seizing power.

Until now, even though Feng Yu had taken control of the entire Feng Family, the softness and depth in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Moxi were as if imbued with the romance of the Milky Way, capturing all the gentleness.

Even his voice was tender.

It was then that Wei Su realized she might have always misjudged Feng Yu’s feelings for Jiang Moxi.

But even though Feng Yu showed his utmost sincerity in front of Jiang Moxi, the look she cast upon him was still cold.

"I didn’t come here to reminisce with you, and there’s nothing between us worth discussing."

After dropping these words, Jiang Moxi intended to leave.

However, Feng Yu slowly said, "Grandfather’s health hasn’t been good recently, Xixi! I think you wouldn’t want Grandfather to worry about our affairs."

This sentence made Jiang Moxi’s steps halt again.

"What’s wrong with Grandfather?"

She turned back to look at Feng Yu, concern clearly visible in her eyes.

After Jiang Moxi returned to the Feng Family with Feng Ming, Old Master Feng really treated her as his own granddaughter, not only meticulously teaching her how to conduct herself but also passing on his medical expertise to her.

Old Master Feng’s kindness was something Jiang Moxi found difficult to express with all the words she knew.

So during the four years that Feng Ming remained unconscious, the person Jiang Moxi was most concerned about was Old Master Feng, fearing he couldn’t bear the pain of a parent outliving his child.

Now that Feng Yu had brought up Old Master Feng, Jiang Moxi felt her resolve waver.

"Since you two disappeared, Grandfather’s health has been deteriorating. I was worried that he might grow sentimental in this garden, so I had him sent to the South Garden for some quiet recuperation. But I can let him know you’re back right now."

Feng Yu spoke of Old Master Feng with a proud and indifferent demeanor.

Only when his gaze fell upon Jiang Moxi would his eyes and eyebrows soften.

Jiang Moxi indeed wanted to see Old Master Feng.

But their meeting was bound to bring up Feng Ming.

Considering Feng Ming had yet to recover his previous condition and his being alive couldn’t be revealed to others yet, Jiang Moxi said, "There’s no need to let Grandfather know; let’s talk by the lotus pond."

As the words left her mouth, she was the first to stride towards the lotus pond, with Feng Yu following right behind.

Watching the two depart one after the other, Wei Su’s heart was filled with mixed emotions.

She had thought that once Feng Yu had taken down the Feng Family, he would no longer be subject to anyone, and certainly wouldn’t continue to indulge Jiang Moxi like this.

But now, it seemed that Feng Yu’s affection for Jiang Moxi had long spiraled out of control...

*

At the lotus pond, the servants had prepared a small charcoal stove and pastries.

After Feng Yu sat down, he busied himself boiling and pouring tea, speaking as he did: "You used to love lazing here on summer evenings, and Grandfather would come every day to catch you. Each time you feared being caught by Grandfather, you would hide in my room."

This little lotus pond was near Feng Yu’s room, so he often came here as well.

Sometimes, when Jiang Moxi saw Old Master Feng approaching and didn’t have time to hide in the room, she would frantically scramble into the trees, with Feng Yu willingly acting as her foothold.

Occasionally, if Jiang Moxi misstepped, they would tumble together, caught red-handed by Old Master Feng.

In those days, Feng Yu’s status in the garden was certainly not as high as it was now, but it seemed he was truly happier than he is now, his happiness within easy reach...

"When Feng Yu reminisced, Jiang Moxi interrupted him with a cold and clear tone: ’Say what you want to say. Once you’re done, I need to catch a plane back.’"

"Xixi, can’t we return to how things once were? You call Feng Ming ’Brother Ming,’ am I not also your brother? And I’ve always treated you no less kindly than he has, so why must you break with me because of him?"

Feng Yu looked at the girl, his eyes brimming with tenderness and complicated emotions.

Four years, and the girl had grown much.

Her once chubby cheeks had sculpted into a delicate oval face, her eyes like pools of water, a refined nose, and lips that shimmered like dew.

Her beauty was enchanting, stirring the affection and possessiveness that lay hidden within his heart, making them more wild and unrestrained.

"We can’t go back. From the moment you schemed against Brother Ming, we could only be enemies."

Having said this, Jiang Moxi felt there was no point in staying any longer and she stood up to leave.

The butler had been waiting by the lotus pond the whole time, and on seeing Jiang Moxi leave, hurried forward to ask Feng Yu: "Master, should we stop Miss Xi?"

For four years, even though there were rumors outside that Miss Xi had perished along with Master Ming, Feng Yu had still instructed them to keep her room clean and tidy every day.

Others might not understand Feng Yu’s actions, but the servants knew well that Feng Yu had been longing for Miss Xi’s return.

Now that Miss Xi had finally come back to the garden, they all knew how much Feng Yu wanted to keep her here.

Yet unexpectedly, Feng Yu only said: "You won’t be able to stop her."

The butler was conflicted and appeared to want to say more.

But Feng Yu, looking at the new leaves emerging in the lotus pond, murmured absent-mindedly:

"When I was younger, I thought by catching a cicada, I had captured the entire summer. But now it seems, what I caught was just a cockroach..."

The butler was bewildered: "..."

Cicada?

Cockroach?

What in the world is the master talking about?

But Feng Yu didn’t respond to the butler and simply stood up and left.

*

On the evening Jiang Moxi left the Feng Mansion, Jiang Weiwei prepared to visit Wei Su once more.

To show her sincerity, Jiang Weiwei even went to the Yunshang Imperial City headquarters specifically to have a set of clothes designed by Yunshang’s head designer X for Wei Su.

Once Jiang Weiwei arrived at the Yunshang headquarters, she went straight to the manager, requesting that their head designer X help design a set of clothes.

"Money is absolutely not an issue, as long as X designs it!"

Initially, the manager, upon seeing Jiang Weiwei’s top-tier Yunshang membership card, agreed and said he would discuss the schedule with head designer X.

But when it came to registering Jiang Weiwei, and the manager learned her name was Jiang Weiwei, he suddenly refused.

"Sorry, Miss Jiang. Yunshang’s design department, including the finished products department, will no longer accept your orders."

The manager’s words left Jiang Weiwei bewildered: "Why?"

"This is an order from our superiors, so I’m sorry," the manager said.

"But I’m your top-tier member!" Jiang Weiwei had always been very keen on buying Yunshang’s clothes over the years.

Especially since their head designer X returned to the scene, Jiang Weiwei’s infatuation with Yunshang became manic.

Yu Man had even customized several sets of head designer X’s creations for Jiang Weiwei.

And Jiang Weiwei felt that X’s designs were truly unique; wearing them made her stand out the most.

She had even planned that when she married into the top echelons of high society, she would hire designer X as her personal stylist.

But her dream, just setting sail, was suddenly denied entry by Yunshang.

"I’m sorry, this is an order from our superiors, and there’s nothing we can do."

The manager’s formulaic apology did not extinguish the rage in Jiang Weiwei’s heart; she angrily demanded: "Which superior gave this order? Have her come out and explain to me. I spend tens of millions at Yunshang each year, how could you treat me like this?"

But the manager did not wish to engage much with Jiang Weiwei and had the security team "escort" Jiang Weiwei out...