Feng Wu was furious.
“Mu the Sixth! Stop right there!” Resting her hands on her waist, Feng Wu shouted after Mu the Sixth. “Take another step, I dare you!”
“Ahem —”
Mu the Sixth raised his hands over his head and turned around. “Fine, fine. I won’t run. Sister-in-law, don’t be mad.”
Feng Wu wanted to kick him. “I’m not your sister-in-law!”
“Ahem… alright, alright, Sister-in-law, you’re not my sister-in-law… I mean, you’re not my sister-in-law at all! It’s all my fault. Please don’t be mad, Sister-in-law. Brother Feng would kill me!”
Brother Feng had given him specific instructions, telling him that the crown prince was fond of Feng Wu and the girl wasn’t someone he should offend.
Seeing that the teenager wouldn’t stop talking nonsense, Feng Wu gave up trying to correct him and only asked, “Where’s Feng Xun? Take me to him.”
Feng Xun? Song Yichen and the others exchanged bewildered looks and wondered if there really was something going on between Feng Wu and Young Lord Feng.
If that was the case, Feng Wu was going to marry her way up the social ladder!
At that thought, many people eyed Feng Wu enviously and some were even overwhelmed with jealousy.
Song Yichen and the others looked at one another, feeling perplexed.
Young Lord Feng had indeed been present when Feng Wu took the Dragon’s Gate challenge the other day.
But they had thought that the young lord was there for the bet. Had he gone for Feng Wu?
Song Yichen and the others wouldn’t believe it. They couldn’t accept the fact that Feng Wu had befriended an influential man like Young Lord Feng.
Just then —
“Why, isn’t it little Feng Wu?”
The crowd heard a voice.
Feng Wu turned around to see none other than Feng Xun himself.
Feng Wu threw a dirty look at Feng Xun and retorted, “Oh my, isn’t it Young Lord Feng? To what do I owe this honor?”
Song Yichen was relieved; the two of them couldn’t be familiar with each other, or else they wouldn’t be talking to each other that way.
However, Feng Xun’s reply surprised everyone.
Feng Wu crossed her arms over her chest and sneered at Feng Xun in an arrogant way, while Feng Xun walked up to her with a smile. “Hey, are you mad at me?”
Feng Wu only rolled her eyes at him and wouldn’t speak.
Feng Xun poked Feng Wu in the arm. “Hey, little Feng Wu, have I upset you?”
Was Feng Wu mad at Feng Xun? Actually, she was mad at the system for making her give Jun Linyuan flowers in public. The task made Feng Wu feel so awkward.
Song Yichen and the others felt their hearts sink when they saw Feng Xun’s demeanor.
They had thought that Feng Xun had only shown up at the Dragon’s Gate as a happy onlooker, but as it turned out, he had been there to support Feng Wu!
They then recalled how Mu the Sixth had been addressing Feng Wu as his “sister-in-law”… Could it be…
At that thought, Song Yichen felt as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.
“If Feng Wu tells Young Lord Feng that I picked on her…” Song Yichen was scared by that thought.
Luckily, Feng Wu was too busy to remember what he did.
Right now, she was glaring at Feng Xun and said, “Hey, I have a question for you.”
Feng Xun asked, “What?”
Feng Wu sounded awkward when she asked, “Where’s Jun Linyuan?”
Feng Xun’s eyes flickered. “Boss Jun, is it…” Looking down, he saw the immortal flower bouquet Feng Wu was holding and was thrilled!
He made himself look surprised when he said, “Little Feng Wu, what a fresh bunch of immortal flowers! There’s still dew on the petals!”
