I Became the Rich Second-generation Villain

For Yan Yuntian's words, Yan Feipeng did not particularly agree with it, and could not help but say:

"When you were in the hospital last time, you saw it with your own eyes. When this rich second generation went out, he grabbed with both hands... A Rao was extraordinarily tolerant towards this rich second generation."

"At the time, I thought that A Rao spared him because of Xuan Su's face. Now that I think about it, it is obvious that A Rao favors this rich second generation."

When he said this, Yan Feipeng was very uncomfortable.

Yan Yuntian's expression remained unchanged, but he still insisted on his own ideas, saying:

"Father, but have you ever thought about it. If a mother really has the idea of ​​having offspring, and if she doesn't look for you, but finds other men, what is the first thing she should consider?"

"A Rao's starting point is to cultivate an heir for Fengxi Mountain. Naturally, martial cultivation talent is the most important." Yan Feipeng replied.

"Not bad." Yan Yuntian nodded, "What does that rich second generation have? It's nothing more than rich and good-looking. My mother is not short of money. As for being handsome, it's even more ridiculous. Do you live in a noble person like your mother?"

When Yan Feipeng heard this, he felt that it was quite reasonable, but he still had some doubts, "But A Rao just heard that the second generation of rich is coming, and she was smiling..."

"I think it's because of my aunt's face that my mother is so polite. After all, you've seen it all. Although there is no blood relationship between my mother and my aunt, they are almost the same as sisters." Yan Yuntian said.

"That rich second generation and your aunt are just friends, so how can Arao be like this." Yan Feipeng questioned.

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"There is one thing, father, you may not know." Yan Yuntian's face showed a strong color of jealousy.

"What's the matter?" Yan Feipeng was curious.

"That rich second generation is actually my aunt's husband." Yan Yuntian almost squeezed these words out of his teeth.

"The number one beauty in the hidden world, she actually has a husband?!" Yan Feipeng was stunned.

"Yes, this is what my aunt told me." Yan Yuntian said slowly:

"On the day of my aunt's wedding, the sect was suddenly attacked. When facing the enemy, my aunt was injured and lost part of her memory, and she forgot a lot of things, including her husband. Recently, when they met again, my aunt recovered this memory."

"But according to my aunt, her husband also lost his memory. Some time ago, my aunt was very sad about this. I saw that her expression was wrong, and she told me the truth when I asked casually."

Hearing this secret, Yan Feipeng was startled for a moment, "Xuansu's husband, is that the rich second generation?"

"My aunt didn't clearly name this person, she just told me that he was a secular middle-rich son. But in my opinion, the rich son that my aunt was talking about must be the second-generation rich. Otherwise, how could my aunt be? So protect him, even at the risk of convicting Fengxi Mountain." Yan Yuntian said.

Yan Feipeng nodded. Some doubts that had been haunting him before were resolved, but he suddenly realized a problem.

"What qualifications do the rich second generation in the world have to marry your aunt?"

Feng Xuansu's original sect was much stronger than Feng Xishan. As the daughter of the sect, Feng Xuansu's status can be imagined how high, and the second generation of wealth in the world is completely different from the same class.

The gap between the two is like an ancient commoner and a princess.

"At that time, after hearing what my aunt said, I had the same question as you. And I also asked my aunt, and my aunt answered me." Yan Yuntian's face became even more ugly.

"Oh, why?" Yan Feipeng asked.

"A few years ago, that second-generation rich man went hiking, accidentally lost his way, broke into the sect's territory where my aunt was, and also encountered a beast." Yan Yuntian's eyes flashed with a thick flame of jealousy:

"The rich second generation was about to become the food of the beasts, but at this moment, my aunt passed by, saved the rich second generation, and ... fell in love with him at first sight, even if he didn't. Marry. After that, despite the opposition of his parents, he insisted on marrying him!"

After Yan Feipeng heard this, out of the inertia of a man, he couldn't help but envy the luck of this rich second generation.

Such miraculous encounters are probably rare in ancient and modern times, right? !

"What do you mean, Xuan Su also told Ah Rao about this. Ah Rao regards Xuan Su as a family member, loves the house and Wuxia, and even regards Xuan Su's husband as a family member, so he is extra tolerant to the rich second generation. Is that so?" Yan Feipeng returned to the previous topic.

"Yes." Yan Yuntian nodded and said with hatred: "The rich second generation has accumulated a few lifetimes of fortune before being fortunate enough to be the husband of the aunt in this life, and to say that he can still be a married female suzerain of the prestigious hidden world sect. Look, this is absolutely impossible!"

After hearing Yan Yuntian's analysis for a while, Yan Feipeng completely dismissed the idea that Feng Rao had a different idea for Wang Haoran.

"I know you have a conflict with that rich second generation. But now your mother is so tolerant towards him, so don't fight against him in the future. And from the perspective of seniority, you still have to call him a little uncle. If you think about it, everyone It's my own." Yan Feipeng explained.

Yan Yuntian snorted coldly.

Live in peace with that rich second generation? This is absolutely impossible.

This damn rich second generation stole Feng Xuansu from his heart, and he also got very close to his ex-fiancee Ning Aoxue and Feng Anna, and even lived under the same roof.

He couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.

Yan Yuntian still had hope before, thinking that his hidden illness would be cured, so he embraced him.

With the idea of ​​being able to regain Feng Xuansu. For this reason, he did not want to tear his face with Feng Xuansu, so he did not kill Wang Haoran.

But now, Yan Yuntian knew that his hidden illness would never get better.

In other words, it would be useless to regain Feng Xuansu.

Yan Yuntian had already made up his mind to kill Wang Haoran.

It's just that now the serious injury has not healed, so I can't do this.

But it doesn't matter, there is a small doctor Xian Biansu asking for treatment, and within a month, his injury will be completely healed.

At that time, it will be the death of this rich second generation!

In Yan Yuntian's eyes, killing intent kept emerging.

Yan Feipeng caught his emotion and wanted to persuade him, but suddenly he heard footsteps coming from outside, so he could only keep silent.

Soon, Feng Rao walked into this bedroom with Feng Xuansu and Wang Haoran.

Yan Yuntian looked at Wang Haoran with a calm face.

"Have you recovered well?" Seeing that Yan Yuntian's complexion was much better than before, Wang Haoran revealed an intriguing smile.

"Yuntian, are you feeling better?" Feng Xuansu walked over to the bed and asked.

Because of Wang Haoran, she hated Yan Yuntian more. But in terms of seniority, she is Yan Yuntian's aunt after all, and she has not torn her face yet.

Since he came here as a guest, he naturally wanted to see the patient Yan Yuntian.

Yan Yuntian is not stupid, he could probably guess the intention of Feng Xuansu's actions, so after hearing Feng Xuansu's words, he didn't feel happy at all, but he responded politely.

"Thank you aunt for your concern."