Nuit éternelle

Chapitre 66

Beside him stood another man in a white suit and black tie, who bore a resemblance to him. However, he exuded a masculine and resolute aura. Though his face was cold, one couldn't help but admire his dangerous, sharp, and beautiful eyes, which were like those of a wolf. When he looked at Feng Xinglie, there was no coldness as usual, but rather a complex sense of respect.

This handsome man and this cool man, two extremely good-looking men standing together, how pleasing to the eye!

Feng Xinglie stared in disbelief, prompting the two men to exchange a puzzled glance.

To be honest, none of them were the type to meddle in other people's business, nor were they men who liked to meddle with women. But this woman in front of them was someone they were very concerned about, ever since they first saw her floating on the sea. That's why they rescued her and made sure Dr. Mei took good care of her.

At this moment, Feng Xinglie's reaction was understandable, but it was a bit too strong. They were all smart people, and they could see that those eyes did not show the usual amazement a woman would have when she saw them, but rather a bit of... horror and disbelief.

Even so, they didn't intend to ask too many questions, since there were very few things that could concern them.

The two men exchanged a glance, and the man in black finally put Feng Xinglie down on the ground, smiling as he asked, "Miss, this is our private cruise ship. It may rock sometimes, but don't worry about that. Do you remember where your family is? If you need anything, we will certainly do our best to get you back safely."

"Family...family..." Feng Xinglie muttered to himself for a moment, then suddenly shook his head as if waking from a dream. He grabbed the handsome man in black and asked, his voice trembling, "Feng Feiyu?"

The man in black paused for a moment with his gentle smile.

Seeing that he remained silent and looked at him with suspicion, Feng Xinglie knew that he had tacitly agreed. He immediately moved on to the next target and uttered three words: "Feng Feimu?"

The white-clad man's indifference was instantly shattered.

At this moment, all three pairs of eyes, including the female doctor's, were fixed on Feng Xinglie, and everyone was extremely astonished.

How is that possible? They never show their faces in public, so the media can't get any information about them. The only people who know who they are are business associates or underworld figures. Even so, not many people have seen them in person. Several of the brothers look alike, yet she was able to recognize them all at a glance.

Judging from this, her identity must be quite extraordinary!

Under the intense gaze of three pairs of eyes awaiting an explanation, Feng Xinglie couldn't help but utter a curse.

"Damn it! You're not going to tell me this is Feng Qing's ship, are you?!"

Chapter 111, The Problem is Serious

The two incredibly handsome men, who had initially looked concerned, now had serious expressions, and both of them now had a sharp glint in their eyes.

Feng Feiyu, dressed in a black tuxedo, suddenly stepped forward, his expression serious, a defiant pressure emanating from his eyes! His gentle words had transformed into a dangerous warning.

“Miss, if you don’t know manners, I don’t mind teaching you. No matter who you are, or what kind of group’s daughter or family’s princess, please remember that the consequences of calling our father by his first name in front of us are very serious!”

Feng Feimu's actions were even simpler. He stepped forward with one foot, his sharp eyes fixed on Feng Xinglie like he was looking at prey, and coldly snorted, "Looking for death?"

The two men looked at Feng Xinglie with a hint of understanding. In their eyes, this girl must be a princess from some noble family with whom they had had contact. Otherwise, how could she know the two brothers? And how could she dare to call their father by his name in front of them?

But how could they not remember such a beautiful girl after seeing her?

The overwhelming aura was astonishing. Dr. Mei had already stepped aside, but she was anxious. If the two young masters got angry, the consequences would be unimaginable. How could this little girl be so ungrateful! She even dared to call the master by his name. It was one thing to talk about him behind his back, but the young masters respected the master the most!

Noticing the atmosphere around her, Feng Xinglie felt a bit amused, but at this moment she didn't care about that at all, completely disregarding the two men's imposing manner, and just asked anxiously.

"If that's the case, then it must be him. Is Feng Qing on the ship? Where is he? I need to see him!"

Dr. Mei's eyes were wide open, and her mouth was agape. Good heavens! This girl is so ungrateful! The young master has already said it's taboo, and she still dares to say it!

Two murderous glares swept over her, and Feng Feiyu's expression grew increasingly deep and dangerous: "Miss, you seem to not understand our language!" He glanced meaningfully at her abdomen and said indifferently, "Arrogant and domineering, haven't you eaten enough? Don't think you're the most dazzling person in the world. If my sisters were still alive, their faces alone might not be any less attractive than yours!"

It's such a huge contrast that the gentle prince can be sarcastic!

Feng Feimu's eyes were also filled with icy coldness, and his sharply defined lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile: "You want us to take you to see Father? Who do you think you are? Even the head of a great family is only granted an audience by his father. Don't think too highly of yourself. How you are favored is your own family's business, don't apply that to our Feng family! Don't you think your request is ridiculous?"

So what if this girl is a stunning beauty? Haven't they seen plenty of others like her? Even if they have some inexplicable fondness for her, it can't compare to their respected father, and that fondness dissipates in the conflict.

No matter who he is, they will not hesitate to defend their father; in their world, their father is number one.

"This...I..."

These two incredibly handsome men instantly transformed into fierce and menacing figures, leaving Feng Xinglie stunned. He then turned his head and glanced at himself in the mirror, sweating profusely and feeling utterly dejected.

So that's how it is! She knew it. Her two older brothers had met her before and interacted with her, though not closely, they should have recognized her. But that was before; the current her was a completely different person. How could they possibly recognize her?

She was jolted by the news that she was on Feng Qing's private cruise ship, and without thinking, she was eager to go see him. But once she calmed down, she couldn't bring herself to do it. Now that she was back, everything had changed. Leaving would only bring the unbearable pain of not recognizing him.

Thinking of this, Feng Xinglie felt even more heartbroken, and waves of excruciating pain filled every corner of his body.

What good would it do to see Feng Qing? Tell him she wasn't dead, tell him she was reborn in another world and has now returned? Even if Feng Qing believed her, what would happen next?

Was she really going to go back to being the little princess of the Feng family and An Wen the heir? That was impossible! Even if she couldn't return to the other world, she never thought of inheriting any of Feng Qing's businesses. If she were to go back, then Feng Qing would have to face another separation, and she would have to hurt her father again. She had already hurt him so much; how could she bear to do that?

But was she willing to give up the chance to explain to Feng Qing like this? Of course not! Feng Xinglie had always wanted to tell Feng Qing in person that he was willing to be his son, and he had always wanted to call him "father" in person. Now that she had finally returned to the modern world, was she really going to miss this opportunity?

Feng Xinglie closed his eyes, his mind in turmoil.

He was right there, not far away, right on this ship!

She couldn't resist such temptation, she really couldn't...

Just as Feng Xinglie was caught in a dilemma, Feng Feiyu and the other looked at her with a worried expression and an inner struggle. They couldn't help but exchange a glance, and their expressions gradually softened. Their gazes turned to curiosity.

These two men are both outstanding and intelligent, and their intelligence is beyond the reach of ordinary people. At this point, there is nothing strange about them. Feng Xinglie is not like a pampered young lady at all!

The fact that this young woman wasn't afraid of the two men's intimidating and cold gazes, and could still chat and laugh freely, even asking them to let her see Feng Qing, was enough to show that she must be someone who frequently encountered such people. She didn't refute their words; instead of being afraid, she seemed lost in thought, as if pondering some troublesome matter. Therefore, her request was certainly not a joke.

Feng Feiyu and Feng Feimu exchanged glances; the tacit understanding between the brothers over the years had conveyed their meaning to each other, and they both understood each other perfectly.

"Miss, is there something you need to see our father about? If so, please tell us first, and we'll consider it. If necessary, we'll take you to see our father." Feng Feiyu's gentle and warm smile reappeared, instantly making the room feel as warm as sunshine.

Dr. Mei rubbed her eyes in the corner, wondering if she was seeing things. Had the young masters changed their ways? Just a moment ago they looked like they were going to eat someone alive, but now they were acting like gentle princes.

"Sigh... I'm not sure if I should go see him or not." Feng Xinglie walked back to the side and sat down, ruffling her long hair. She said with distress, "To be honest, I really want to see him, I really want to tell him everything, I really want to tell him that I..." She unconsciously picked up the teacup beside her, took a slow sip, completely unaware of the expressions on the faces of the three people in the room who almost popped their eyes out, and continued, "But I don't want to hurt him. If he can live a good life, I will be happy. I don't think I should tell him the truth because of my own selfish desires, because I will eventually have to leave..."

Feng Xinglie's gaze fell on the teacup, where a somber face was reflected in the tea.

Feng Xinglie looked up in confusion and was startled to see the three of them staring at her with horrified expressions. She asked tentatively in a low voice, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"You didn't say anything wrong, but the problem is serious!" Feng Feiyu felt as if his heart couldn't take the blow. His smile, which he could never break in a million years, could no longer be maintained. He couldn't even think straight and could only turn to ask Feng Feimu for his opinion. However, when he looked at him, Feng Feimu was also looking at him for help...

The two brothers exchanged a wry smile; it seemed they were indeed quite in sync.

"The problem is serious? You don't think I'm lying, do you?" Feng Xinglie shook her head helplessly. "Forget it, even if I told you, you probably wouldn't believe me. Thank you, but I'd rather you go back first. I want to be alone for a while." She needed some time to process and make plans. Now that she was here, she probably wouldn't be able to leave the ship for a while. Since there was still time, there was no need to rush.

“No, you’re not lying, I’m sure of that. There’s only one person in this world who could lie to me and fool me, but he’s no longer here…” Feng Feimu’s sharp eyes revealed confidence, but then he gave a bitter smile, glanced at Feng Feiyu, and said helplessly, “But it’s precisely because we know you’re not lying that we feel the problem is even more serious.”

Feng Feiyu nodded beside him. Both brothers wore expressions of disbelief, their gazes toward Feng Xinglie becoming extremely strange.

Could he be fooled? Feng Xinglie thought vaguely, probably referring to Xiaoyue. Indeed, Xiaoyue was no longer in this world... Feng Qing must be just as heartbroken, right?

Dr. Mei, who had been stunned for a long time, twisted her neck mechanically. She finally managed to shift her gaze to her abdomen and asked in shock and trembling, "The master's child?"

"Pfft!" Feng Xinglie, who was drinking tea, spat it out. He looked up and met two equally puzzled eyes. Instantly, he broke out in a cold sweat.

So that's what they meant by the seriousness of the problem!

Chapter 112 Familiarity at First Sight

Feng Xinglie was truly speechless. Thinking back on what he had said earlier, there were indeed some unclear and misleading parts. He almost went crazy and shouted, "Is that possible?"

Even if Feng Qing is excessively kind to her and seems to have developed a bit of a daughter complex, she also likes Feng Qing as her father. However, this is still somewhat different from the legendary illicit love affair! Feng Xinglie admits that Feng Qing has many women, but she doesn't believe that Feng Qing would be so desperate as to take a girl who is more than ten years younger than him. Besides, since the mothers of the two women in front of her passed away, Feng Qing has completely lost interest in women, hasn't he?

The thought made her furious. She jumped out of bed, grabbed Feng Feiyu by the collar, and gritted her teeth so loudly that the neighbors could hear her: "You guys have so little faith in Feng Qing! He's your father, okay? How can you not know him at all? Don't make up relatives like that!"

Feng Xinglie was terrified. If she had jumped up any later, and those two grown men had called her "godmother," she would have fainted on the spot.

Feng Feiyu and Feng Xinglie were naturally also full of doubts about this matter. When they heard Feng Xinglie deny it in person, although he called Feng Qing by his name, he seemed to be making excuses for him and speaking well of him. They felt even more and more strange.

Who exactly is this woman? How come she calls their father's name so naturally, and they seem completely powerless to object? The two brothers looked at each other, but finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as they were about to ask Feng Xinglie something else, the latter jumped out of bed again with an extremely solemn expression!

With a thoughtful and gloomy expression, she stood on the bed, appearing quite tall, gazing intently out of the small window of the cruise ship.

Feng Xinglie's gaze fell upon the ship docked on the side of the cruise ship, and instantly turned to horror. A sharp light began to flash within it, and he seemed unable to hear a word, his mind filled with speculation.

The next moment, she jumped out of bed and grabbed Dr. Mei's white robe hanging to the side. She grabbed Feng Feiyu and the other woman and asked anxiously, "Are those small boats outside Feng Wang's?" Although it was a question, she was certain. She knew the markings on the boats all too well; there couldn't be another group of markings!

Fei Mu saw the cold light flashing in her eyes, and that her aura was in no way inferior to that of the brothers. He was somewhat shocked and did not answer.

"Yes!" Feng Feiyu answered Feng Xinglie before he could.

"Brother!" Feng Feimu looked over anxiously. He didn't know anything about this girl's background. How could you tell her about our underground business dealings?

“I don’t think she would harm us.” After a moment’s thought, Feng Feiyu answered gently and calmly.

"Sigh! Whatever!" Feng Feimu was too exhausted to argue with him, because he felt the same way—that Feng Xinglie wouldn't harm them! It was as if they had known each other for a long time…

"Damn it!" Before they could think any further, Feng Xinglie cursed loudly, his face contorted with rage. He grabbed Feng Feiyu's tattered tuxedo, his furious expression suggesting he was about to kill. "Where is Feng Qing? Quick! We need to get there right now!"

"Miss, please speak slowly, there's no need to be in such a hurry..."

"Damn it! My dad's about to die, how can I not be worried!" Feng Xinglie finally couldn't help but swear again, barely managing to calm himself down before quickly explaining.

"Do you even know what those people are?! A year ago, uh, I think that number, how did those young ladies of the Feng family die? Don't think that just because they're enemies of the Feng family, you can lure them into a trap. They're brainless..."

"Dai Shuang is a terrible person. If it weren't for someone betraying him within Feng Mang, he wouldn't have ended up like this! Honestly! Feng Qing is usually ruthless, how could he tolerate Feng Mang continuing to exist! You must be here to talk business today, right? Damn, doing business with them! The four great families aren't stupid, this is just handing themselves over to the wolves!"

Feng Xinglie was annoyed. Of course she knew why Feng Qing had left his sharp edge; it was because of her! But that only made her angrier. This old man was incredibly clever when he was smart, but utterly stupid when he was not! Now, almost everyone knew that she was his Achilles' heel! How could the four great families not seize this opportunity if they wanted him dead? Couldn't he consider his own safety and give her a break?

At the same time, a look of shock and tension rose on the faces of Feng Feiyu and Feng Feimu. Although Feng Xinglie’s words were incoherent, the general meaning was not confused at all. They understood them. Although they still had other doubts, they were very clear about Feng Qing’s current situation!

"Oh no, they should have already boarded the ship, but I wonder where they are now."

Despite the panic, Feng Feiyu remained calm and said in a deep voice, "Dr. Mei, quickly make a call to the front and tell those below to block those people. I don't know if Xiao Wu has a premonition, but we'll head over there now!"

Feng Xinglie grabbed the two of them, not having time to let them dawdle: "Which floor? Which hall?"

Without thinking for a moment, Feng Feimu blurted out, "The third floor, the Seaview Hall."

"Whoosh!" A strong gust of wind swept past my ears as Feng Xinglie's figure darted away, catching the two Feng brothers, who were also considered "fighting" experts, completely off guard.

Feng Feimu paused for a moment before staring in horror at Hao's disappearing figure. It wasn't just because of her astonishingly fast movements, but also because her direction was absolutely correct, which was what worried them the most.

"Such speed! Is that ancient martial arts? She actually knows the structure of our privately booked cruise ship, who... is she?" Feng Feimu asked with some difficulty.

Feng Feiyu's gentle gaze was unfathomable. He patted his younger brother and followed him, whispering something.

"I don't know, it can't be a ghost, can it?"

At this point, the two brothers shivered simultaneously.

Feng Xinglie was very familiar with the structure of the cruise ship. She had been on this ship before and was a distinguished guest. At that time, she had even prepared a way out in order to get revenge on Feng Qing, and thoroughly explored every part of the ship. Now it had come in handy, which seemed quite ironic.

She moved quickly. There were many bodyguards on the cruise ship, but the inner cabin, where the three young masters lived, had far fewer guards. Feng Xinglie moved very fast, often passing the bodyguards before anyone could react. In addition, she was wearing a white robe, making her look similar to that of Dr. Mei. By the time the bodyguards realized what was happening, the two young masters of the Feng family who were following behind had also arrived to cover for her.

Anxious and restless, she kept rushing towards the Wanghai Hall. Of course she remembered that place; it was the only place where she had formally contacted Feng Qing again. Perhaps out of nostalgia, Feng Qing inexplicably chose the Wanghai Hall as the location for the negotiation.

The corridor was very deep and long, seemingly taking centuries to walk through. After finally turning a corner, we saw the white dot that symbolized the light of day ahead.

Feng Xinglie's joy didn't last long; a slight sniff sent a shiver down his spine.

Although it was very faint, it was...

The taste of blood!