บท 813: Symbol of our love and fated destiny.

"From when did my fiancée become the mere woman to share my house, Third Uncle?" Feng Shufen said, staring deep into the eyes of Feng De Zhong and his words stunned everyone around. "How can the future daughter-in-law of the Feng family be a mere woman?"

The air that has remained silent for a while again got filled with chaotic whispers. Feng Yu Hao was no less surprised. Though these words were not much different from what he had last heard from his son, still introducing the girl like this to the relatives was a great step.

This only meant one thing – Everything that happened today has been in the plans of his son. And not a conspiracy set by the relatives against him.