My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1966 - 1965: Saving Her
The lively banquet suddenly quieted down quite a bit, everyone was stunned by this incredibly beautiful yet strangely looking officer.
The women couldn’t help but be dazzled. A man who looks even more beautiful than a woman, such breathtaking beauty, he was like a fairy transformed from the night.
But the men, having more knowledge, quickly recognized this officer with an unfriendly face as Fengye Wuyin, the son of General Fengye, which both surprised and intrigued them. With such an imposing demeanor, it seemed like Fengye Wuyin was here to make trouble, as he didn’t even have a trace of a smile!
Among those at the banquet who saw Fengye Wuyin’s appearance, Fengye Ningyuan was also taken aback, completely unexpected that he would show up, after all, in places where his wife appeared, Fengye Wuyin would absolutely refuse to show up.
Because, in his words, he felt that the air in the places she appeared was disgusting.
Therefore, Fengye Ningyuan deliberately brought his wife tonight, predicting that after getting the message, he would definitely not appear here.
Yet, he actually came to this disgusting place for that girl.
Fengye Ningyuan’s eyes darkened slightly, his shadowy gaze fell on Jun Yiyi. It seemed he had miscalculated. He repeatedly claimed he had no intentions towards this girl, but his actions proved he valued her.
He underestimated this girl’s trouble; she even shook his son’s resolve, making this child, who was unwilling to approach love, change, which was both a good and bad thing.
"Wuyin, he’s here." Mrs. Fengye’s face turned a bit pale, shrinking slightly as she clutched her husband’s hand, looking with some fear at the cruel and piercing gaze of Fengye Wuyin.
Fengye Ningyuan patted her hand, comforting, "I’m here, no need to be afraid, he wouldn’t dare do anything to you."
"All these years, he still hates me so. This isn’t my fault, right? Did I do something wrong to be hated by him all the time?" Mrs. Fengye appeared very aggrieved.
"It’s alright, it’s not your fault. He’s just too extreme, hasn’t moved on from the shadow of his mother’s death, blaming all of this on you." Fengye Ningyuan sighed.
Fengye Wuyin walked expressionless through the crowd, looking at Fengye Ningyuan and Mrs. Fengye, his gaze turning colder.
Then his gaze retracted, his eyes flashing with a ghost-like dark light, as sharp as a blade, moving to Zhao Zhixuan’s hand which held Jun Yiyi’s. Zhao Zhixuan inexplicably felt a chill in his heart, his hand feeling like it was stabbed by that cold gaze, sending shivers down his spine.
"Let go!" he said coldly.
Jun Yiyi looked up in shock at Fengye Wuyin, who appeared before her, unable to describe the feeling in her heart at that moment because she had never expected that the one to come to her rescue would be him.
Someone she never expected to rely on, yet appeared at a critical moment without any conditions to rescue her.
Zhao Zhixuan felt very frustrated, even his father would give him face, yet here Fengye Wuyin was, commanding him in front of everyone, showing no regard for his dignity.
"Major General Fengye, what is the meaning of this?" he tried to maintain his composure, wearing a forced smile.
"Who allowed your filthy hand to touch her?"
Fengye Wuyin expressionless, yet his words were utterly unkind, without regard for Zhao Zhixuan’s dignity.
Zhao Zhixuan’s face turned livid, never expecting his words to be so cutting and merciless, making it hard to keep his composure.
"Wuyin—you’re being too rude to the guest," unable to stand it anymore, Fengye Ningyuan reprimanded in a deep voice, feeling ashamed as his son disrupts the banquet, also getting angry.
Fengye Wuyin sneered sarcastically, suddenly reaching out to snatch Jun Yiyi’s hand from Zhao Zhixuan, pulling her sharply, Jun Yiyi fell helplessly into his embrace, tightly held by him.
