Feng Yuansheng's steps echoed throughout the marble foyer as he made his way deeper into his sprawling mansion. The sunlight streamed in from the grand windows, casting intricate patterns on the polished floors. The walls were lined with magnificent oil paintings, each a masterpiece in its own right, while the corners were adorned with ornate vases that glimmered in the light.
As he walked past the grand staircase, Feng Yuansheng noticed that some of the priceless items were missing. He gritted his teeth in frustration, knowing that this could only mean that Yun Cheng had thrown them in his latest tantrum.
His eyes scanned the room, searching for any other signs of destruction, and he noticed that a few of the decorative lamps were knocked over, their delicate glass shades shattered on the ground. Feng Yuansheng's jaw clenched, and he shook his head in disappointment.
He walked towards Yun Cheng's room, with his secretary Li Ming following behind. The gentle rustling of the doctor's medical bag was the only sound that could be heard as if even the furniture and decorations were trying to remain silent.
As he entered the room, he saw Yun Cheng getting dressed, his left foot being attended to by the family Doctor Shang. Feng Yuansheng's expression grew stern, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of anger at the sight of his nephew, who had caused so much trouble.
Yun Cheng cowered in fear as soon as he saw his uncle, knowing that Feng Yuansheng was furious. The air was tense, and the silence was only broken by the sound of the doctor's gentle movements.
Feng Yuansheng approached his nephew, his gaze fixed on him, sweeping over the room to take note of the destruction he had caused. His heart sank as he saw the drops of blood on the marble floor and the broken glasses scattered around the room.
Feng Yuansheng approached Yun Cheng, his expression stern. "Do you realise what you did, Young Master Yun?" he asked.
Yun Cheng looked up briefly, then quickly looked back down. He could see his uncle Yuansheng was furious. He would never call him Young Master Yun unless he did something wrong.
As Feng Yuansheng was waiting for his answer, the little boy spoke up. "I-I didn't want to go to the airport," he mumbled, barely audible.
Feng Yuansheng's voice was low but firm. "That doesn't excuse your behaviour. Do you have any idea how much trouble you've caused? How will I answer your family?"
Yun Cheng's lower lip trembled as he tried to hold back his tears. "I'm sorry, Uncle. I didn't mean to cause trouble," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Feng Yuansheng sighed, his expression softening slightly. "I know you didn't mean to, Yun Cheng. But you need to understand the consequences of your actions."
Yun Cheng nodded, his eyes still downcast. "I understand, Uncle. I'll try to do better."
Feng Yuansheng placed a hand on Cheng's shoulder. "All right. We will be leaving for the airport after you dressed up."
As Yun Cheng continued to get dressed, Feng Yuansheng looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze. Suddenly, the little boy spoke up hesitantly, "Uncle, can I... can I meet the pretty sister?"
Feng Yuansheng's eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. He knew how much Yun Cheng adored this pretty sister. She is his saviour and Yun Cheng had been throwing tantrums to meet her and thank her, but Feng Yuanshenghe didn't want any more distractions. "Not now, Yun Cheng. We have important matters to attend to."
Yun Cheng's face fell, and he struggled to speak again. "But Uncle, I haven't seen her after waking up. I want to thank her."
Feng Yuansheng let out a heavy sigh, knowing that he wouldn't be able to resist Yun Cheng's pleas for long. "Fine, we'll see her after coming back from Country A."
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Reborn to Rule
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