The Story of Ling and Heng (231)

Feng Mingzhu walked downstairs, and when she passed the second floor, she heard their conversation, and her eyes turned instantly cold.

A good choice?

Since it was a good choice, why didn't you save it for me? She was already dead!

Clenching the balustrade, she stared at the people who were discussing the matter. Then she turned back to her room hatefully and slammed the door.

"Miss…" A servant heard the sound and then looked back timidly at the little ancestor who often lost her temper at home, not knowing what pissed her off.

The people downstairs also heard the sound from above. They looked at each other silently, knowing what Feng Mingzhu was angry at.

But Li Nanheng refused to marry her. No matter how powerful the Feng family was, they couldn't force Li Nanheng to marry a woman who he didn't like.

The choice now was to accept Li Nanheng's suggestion.