The young lady's wife is a little crazy

Chapter 536 The main branch of the hibiscus tree...

Feng Meier looked like she had the winning ticket in her hands.

Feng Jiujiu shrugged speechlessly, "Whether I choose or not has something to do with you?"

"You haven't won a game..."

Which pot she doesn't open and which pot she lifts, she deliberately dislikes Feng Mei'er.

"Furthermore, if I were you, I would be an honest man with my tail between my legs. After all, the campaign for the young master of the Feng family is about to start."

Feng Meier's expression changed, "What do you mean?"

Does she want to participate?

Feng Jiujiu curled his lips slightly, "What do you mean by me?...Let me think about it. If the entire Feng family is talking about qualifications, I should be more qualified than you."

The position of the young master of the Feng family is Feng Meier's last hole card.

When Feng Jiujiu mentioned this, she was naturally furious.

"Feng Jiujiu, my father said, you are not qualified, so what if you are the first lady? Father will not give you this opportunity."

She laughed out loud at this point.

"You are not qualified to participate, how can you win it from me?"

Said and swaggered away.

Feng Jiujiu frowned slightly.

Feng Liancheng said such a thing?

How much I hate her, even depriving her of the qualification to participate.

Nan Jiamu walked over with an ugly face.

"What's wrong with Rong Mochen? No matter how tough I am, he won't let go."

Just now, Nan Jiamu was talking to Rong Mochen about the vice president.

Nan Jiamu persuaded Rong Mochen to give up.

But was severely rejected.

Feng Jiujiu didn't expect Nan Jiamu to do such a thing in private.

"I used my identity to suppress him and even threatened him. But this kid is still unmoved."

Combined with Feng Meier's reaction just now, Feng Jiujiu finally understood, where does Feng Meier's confidence come from?
It seems that they have joined forces long ago.

In my impression, Rong Mochen was very low-key, always doing everything quietly.

Why did you get mixed up with Feng Meier?
"Xiao Jiu, don't worry, I will help you as the vice president this time." Nan Jiamu patted his chest and promised.

Basically, what Feng Jiujiu can think of is that this kid will probably use his identity to suppress others.

"Why don't you just rest and let me do it myself?" Feng Jiujiu politely refused.

Nan Jiamu, "Have you thought of a way?"

"We can kidnap him."

Nan Jiamu: ...

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At noon, Feng Jiujiu asked Xing Tian for leave and went back to Feng's old house.

There is a study room in the Kepingmei Library in the old house.

There are hundreds of square meters of rooms, which are divided into ages and categories, and there are all kinds of books.

"Grandpa, do you know the origin of the nine-section exorcism stick?"

The grandparent and grandson sat in the corridor, with a wooden floor and a cushion, holding a pot of tea and several plates of delicate snacks in front of them.

On the table was Feng Jiujiu's nine-section exorcism stick.

The old man picked up the nine-section exorcism stick and looked at it carefully.

Rough fingers caressed the lines on it.

"The nine-section exorcism stick originated from the ancestor of the Feng family. It is said that it was made from a main branch of the hibiscus tree..."

The exorcism stick was shaking in the old man's hand, overflowing with spiritual power, and immediately the nine-section exorcism stick shone with dazzling golden light and made a buzzing sound.

The surrounding curtains are windless and automatic, blowing high.

Crack clap!

Visible to the naked eye, the nine-section exorcism stick was opened one by one, and finally nine sections were opened.

The originally sunny weather turned cloudy.

Immediately afterwards, the old man put away the exorcism stick, and everyone's golden light was restrained.

He chuckled and shook his head, and returned it to Feng Jiujiu.

"Grandpa's most regrettable thing in this life is that he missed the exorcism stick."

He could open a nine-section exorcist stick, but he used spiritual power to force it.

(End of this chapter)