Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 72

Chu Feng was surprised by the condition of the house. He had witnessed the grandeur of the mansion of Yun Family’s ancestral home. As part of the Yun Family, Chu Feng thought Yun Muqing’s parents—even if they could not afford a mansion as magnificent as the Yun Family’s ancestral home—would at least live in a much more comfortable and finely decorated house located in some high-end districts such as the Second Ring Road of Beijing. What brings them to such degradation?

“Surprised, aren’t you?” Yun Muqing noticed Chu Feng’s puzzlement. She sighed. “My grandfather had three sons. My eldest uncle is the General Manager of Yun Group. My youngest uncle is in the army. My father was initially in the management board of the company. He was a very talented man with plenty of support from the family. But he suffered from high paraplegia due to a car accident ten years ago and lost his ability to walk. So, he had to relinquish all his positions in the company. My eldest uncle took over all the projects and contracts that once belonged to my father. We were forced to live on the meagre company share dividend. We had to sell our cars, houses and other valuables to pay for my father’s medical bills. And eventually, we become like this.”

Chu Feng nodded in agreement. He said solemnly, “Poor Mr. Yun! What a difficult life he had! It must be hard for him to lose everything at the height of his career like this. I can’t imagine the pain he's been through.”

Yun Muqing nodded sadly. “Please don’t bring this up in front of my father, okay? I don’t want him to be upset,” she reminded Chu Feng.

“Of course, my dear.” Chu Feng nodded and agreed with Yun Muqing, intimately addressing her as ‘my dear’.

Yun Muqing blushed suddenly. She said crossly, “W-who are you calling ‘dear’ with? You shameless pervert!”

But Chu Feng insisted, “Well, we need to put on a convincing act in front of your parents, needn’t we? I’m sure you don’t want them to know that we are a fake couple, do you? If they know we are acting, they will have more reasons to force you into a marriage.” © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Yun Muqing nodded thoughtfully; it sounded reasonable.

“So, from now on, we must begin our acting,” Chu Feng chuckled while watching Yun Muqing’s beautiful face blushing with embarrassment. “Now, it’s your turn to call me ‘dear’.” Chu Feng had to admit that he had become pretty thick-skinned ever since he met Yun Muqing. Perhaps, this was the power of love?

Yun Muqing stared angrily at Chu Feng for a moment before she blushed and stammered stiffly, “D- Dear”

“I can’t hear you clearly. Can you repeat?” Chu Feng decided to tease Yun Muqing further.

But the next moment, he sensed Yun Muqing’s threatening death stare and quickly fled the scene after picking up all the presents.

Feeling annoyed and funny with Chu Feng’s childish demeanor, Yun Muqing stomped her feet angrily on the ground and shouted, “You moron!”

Ten minutes later, Chu Feng and Yun Muqing arrived in Yun Muqing’s parents’ house. It was a two- bedroom house about 80 square meters wide. The old interior decorations around the house looked stylish and sophisticated, which suggested the owner of the house was of prominent background.

“Dad, Mum, I’m home.” Looking at the familiar interior of the house, Yun Muqing’s eyes reddened. She wrapped her arms around Chu Feng’s arm and introduced him to her parents. “This is Chu Feng, my boyfriend.”

Yun Muqing blushed when she recalled the moment where she addressed Chu Feng as ‘dear’ just now. She still found it hard to address Chu Feng with such an intimate term after long consideration. While trying to act intimate and close with Chu Feng, Yun Muqing felt her heart pounding rapidly. She was worried that her parents might see through their act but luckily, Chu Feng was quite calm and good at acting.

“Mr. Yun, Mrs. Yun, nice to meet you,” Chu Feng greeted politely.

“Welcome, you must be Feng. Muqing talked about you a lot. You are quite a handsome lad, aren’t you?” Yun Muqing’s father, Yun Jiaming was in a wheelchair, reading the newspaper when he greeted Chu Feng warmly. Yun Jiaming wore a pair of gold-framed glasses and his legs were covered by a piece of wool blanket; he looked well-cultured and scholarly like a college professor.

Meanwhile, Yun Muqing’s mother, Li Fenglan, was sitting on a couch. She was flipping through a luxury magazine in an idle manner when she saw Chu Feng and Yun Muqing enter the room. She greeted them with a simple ‘yeah’ without even looking at the pair. Li Fenglan was in her early forties. She looked rather young and pretty for her age due to constant skincare and proper weight management. She bore an uncanny resemblance with Yun Muqing. However, Li Fenglan looked less refined compared to her daughter and there was an unusual flicker of cunningness in her sharp eyes.

As soon as Chu Feng entered the room, Li Fenglan had observed him quietly and carefully. The cheap clothes on him probably totaled to no more than five hundred in worth, and there were no expensive watches on his wrists, so of course there would be no BMW or Mercedes-Benz car keys hanging from his belt. He was obviously as poor as a church mouse! It would be such a disaster if Muqing married him!

“Mum, Chu Feng bought you some of your favorite fruits.” Noticing Li Fenglan’s impoliteness, Yun Muqing quickly presented the gifts to her parents. “And dad, here’s some wine for you. Chu Feng

made them himself.”

“Oh, Feng, that’s very kind of you! Thank you for the gifts,” Yun Jiaming thanked Chu Feng warmly. A broad smile crossed his face; he liked his future son-in-law, Chu Feng very much.