CHAPTER 420: CHAPTER 420

Jiang Moxi followed Old Master Feng out of the car, arriving at a cemetery with an exceptionally beautiful environment.

This place had a prime location on Yulong Mountain, surrounded by picturesque mountains and rivers, with birds chirping and the fragrance of flowers.

Moreover, Old Master Feng had also specially hired several cleaners to keep the cemetery spotless and dust-free.

As soon as Old Master Feng arrived here, he personally arranged the snacks he had brought in front of the tombstone and even took out a bottle of alcohol, opened it, and poured it directly in front of the tombstone.

Jiang Moxi, however, felt an inexplicable discomfort upon seeing Feng Ming’s photo on the tombstone.

Coincidentally, at this time, Feng Ming also sent her a message.

"What are you doing, how’s your wound healing?"

Jiang Moxi’s sudden departure from Yan City naturally required communicating with Feng Ming.

Besides, the day of Orion’s casualty-filled incident received wide attention, and even while in the sanatorium, Feng Ming saw the news.

Therefore, he immediately contacted Xuanming and learned about the severity of Jiang Moxi’s injuries.

This was also why he had been sending messages frequently to check on the recovery of her wounds.

But Feng Ming probably did not expect that his message to Jiang Moxi today would get such a reply.

"I am paying tribute to you."

Feng Ming was irritated, replying very quickly.

"Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Feng Ming was in the midst of doing curls, his arm muscles displaying strength and beauty harmoniously to the extreme, and passing nurses were even flirting with him with their eyes!

Paying tribute to what?

But shortly after Feng Ming sent the message, Jiang Moxi sent him a photo she had taken just then.

The photo was taken towards a tombstone, and upon zooming in on the tombstone’s photo, it indeed looked like Feng Ming!

At that moment, Feng Ming felt as if a flock of crows silently flew over his head.

But soon after, Feng Ming spotted a familiar figure in the photo.

It was Old Master Feng, half-kneeling in front of the tombstone, placing some of his favorite osmanthus cakes and the like.

Feng Ming suddenly felt as though something was about to burst from his eyes.

He hurriedly sent a message to Jiang Moxi: "Why has the old man’s hair turned white?"

"It turned white after you went missing," Jiang Moxi replied, without mentioning other details.

But Feng Ming still knew that Old Master Feng had been impacted by the news of his likely death.

He felt sad and guilty; for a moment, he just dumbly stared at the photo that showed Old Master Feng’s figure.

On the other hand, Jiang Moxi quickly sent another message: "When are you coming back?"

Feng Ming didn’t know how to respond to the message.

Jiang Moxi asked again shortly: "If it’s because of someone you don’t want to see, and that’s why you don’t want to come back, I can send her away for you."

Wei Su had always tried to drive a wedge between Feng Ming and Jiang Moxi, and had even leaked the whereabouts of Jiang Moxi and her teammates.

If it weren’t for Feng Ming’s timely realization and rushing back to find them, perhaps even Jiang Moxi would have died in that accident.

But it was also Jiang Moxi who rescued Feng Ming from that disaster and, despite all doctors advising her to give up, resolutely persisted until the miracle happened.

That accident changed a lot for Feng Ming.

Now he was somewhat unsure of how to face Wei Su.

He despised Wei Su, yet he had also deeply loved her.

So, he was uncertain about how to deal with Wei Su once again at the Feng Family house.

This was also the reason why, now that he had fully rehabilitated, his physical functions and strength having returned to normal, he still hadn’t gone back home to the Feng Family.

Feng Ming thought of Wei Su, and couldn’t help but recall all their past encounters – the sweet and the bitter, as well as those he couldn’t bear to look back on...

Engulfed by these thoughts, he nearly lost himself.

Just then, the voice of the young nurse Cen Xuan came through.

"Mr. Feng, what’s wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Cen Xuan’s voice pulled Feng Ming back from the verge of frenzy.

Feng Ming gasped heavily: "I’m fine."

As Feng Ming looked at Cen Xuan, he saw a girl with a pleasant and serene appearance, not of the same level as Wei Su’s radiant elegance.

But Cen Xuan was easy on the eyes, and very pure-hearted.

Every time she met Feng Ming’s gaze, her face would quickly blush, just like now.

And ever since Feng Ming arrived at this sanatorium, he had often seen Cen Xuan working hard, and occasionally caught her crying in a corner after receiving aggressive debt collection calls.

Feng Ming learned from other nurses that Cen Xuan’s family used to be wealthy, but after a project fallout, they lost everything and incurred a lot of debt.

Her father couldn’t bear the drastic change and chose to end his life.

Now, the entire burden of debt repayment fell on Cen Xuan, so she had to work multiple jobs, sometimes so exhausted that she’d just fall asleep directly in the sanatorium corridors.

So after staring at Cen Xuan for a few minutes, Feng Ming suddenly came up with a plan.

"Cen Xuan, if I can pay off all your debts, would you marry me?"

Cen Xuan was somewhat stunned; she hadn’t expected that showing some extra care to a recovering patient would lead to a sudden proposal.

However, Cen Xuan regained her composure and laughed: "My family owes two hundred million. Do you think my flesh, if sold by the pound, could fetch such a price?"

Right, she couldn’t take it seriously.

She wasn’t some female lead from a romance novel who could make someone fall at first sight and be willing to take on two hundred million in debt to marry her, could she?

But what she hadn’t expected was Feng Ming’s response: "I’m not buying meat! Just help me with this, and once it’s done, I’ll not only clear your debts but also restore your freedom."

Cen Xuan still found it hard to believe.

Yet the recent oppressive burden of life had been stifling her nearly to the point of breathlessness.

Besides, now saddled with such debt, everyone steered clear of her, and she had nothing left to offer.

So she gritted her teeth and nodded: "Fine, if you can really help me pay off my debts and give me back my freedom, there’s nothing I wouldn’t agree to."

After getting Cen Xuan’s affirmative answer, Feng Ming replied to Jiang Moxi with enthusiasm: "You don’t need to help me; I want to handle it myself."

In front of the tombstone, Jiang Moxi viewed the message, half doubting: "Really?"

"Really, and I’ll even bring a sister-in-law back for you!"

After sending the message, Feng Ming rummaged for his identification and then pulled Cen Xuan towards the sanatorium’s exit.

Cen Xuan was somewhat puzzled, "Where are you taking me?"

The man said: "To get a marriage certificate!"

"Ah? We’re really getting a marriage certificate?"

Although Cen Xuan had agreed verbally, she seemed not to believe in her heart that this was actually happening.

Until an hour later, when she had two marriage certificates in her hand...

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Elsewhere, in Emperor City Feng Family—

Old Master Feng’s mood had visibly darkened since returning from Feng Ming’s ceremonial grave, and he refused to eat dinner.

After learning about it, Jiang Moxi had the kitchen prepare a new meal and personally brought it to Old Master Feng’s room.

"Grandpa, if you eat your dinner, I’ll tell you a secret..."