In the following days, the two could be described as being stuck together all day. While Xuanyuan Mo Ze was dealing with affairs, Feng Jiu was either tidying up things for him, reading next to him or lying on the soft couch to sleep.
The days were warm and quiet. In the mansion, everyone was almost sure that the woman in red would be the mistress of their mansion.
Until a certain day, two months later.
“Master, Uncle Han is back and waiting for you in the study.” As soon as Shadow One came in and reported it, he took a look at Feng Jiu surreptitiously.
“Mm.” Xuanyuan Mo Ze answered and told Feng Jiu, “I’ll be back soon.”
Feng Jiu laid on the soft couch reading a book, eating the grapes peeled by Xuanyuan Mo Ze. Feng Jiu responded and continued to read the pages of the book.
Shadow One followed Xuanyuan Mo Ze while Gray Wolf stayed. Looking at the leisurely reading Feng Jiu, he couldn’t help coming forward. “We can say that my Lord was brought up by Uncle Han.”
“Oh?” She looked up at Gray Wolf. “This Uncle Han is very unusual?”
“Mm. Even my Lord also calls him Uncle Han.”
She raised her eyebrows in surprise. “I have been in the house for more than two months. How come I haven’t seen him?”
“Uncle Han is in charge of the Black Prison, which is the place for punishing mistakes and training dark guards. He usually doesn’t leave the Black Prison. This time, he probably heard the news that Ghost Doctor came to the mansion. So, that’s why he’s here.”
Feng Jiu’s eyes flashed slightly. She looked at Gray Wolf who hesitated slightly. Her heart moved but she didn’t pay attention to it and continued to turn the book pages. But this time, she wasn’t as engrossed reading it.
Gray Wolf opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn’t know how to say it. Finally, he shut his mouth.
At a different place, in the study.
“Uncle Han, why are you back? What happened over there? ” Xuanyuan Mo Ze came into the study. He inquired after seeing the middle-aged man sitting at the table.
“Ah Ze, I heard that there is a woman of unknown origin in the house. Is there such a thing?” The middle-aged man didn’t address Xuanyuan Mo Ze with ‘Lord’ or ‘Young Master’ but his nickname, similar to an elder toward his junior.
“Uncle Han, her name is Feng Jiu. She’s not a woman of unknown origin.”
He sat down at the table with a slightly heavy voice. “I knew her several years ago. She is the woman I love and will be the mistress of the mansion in the future. I don’t want Uncle Han to have any prejudice against her.”
Hearing this, Uncle Han’s eyes were slightly heavy and his face was also a little ugly. “Ah Ze, you have never had a woman beside you when you were a child and you don’t know about women. Women are all vain. What they see is your status, everything you have, and they don’t really love you.”
“That’s enough, Uncle Han!”
Xuanyuan Mo Ze stood up with a gloomy face. “Thank you for your concern. If Uncle Han has nothing else to do, you’d better go back to the Black Prison as soon as possible.” He flicked his sleeves and strode out.
Seeing him flicking his robe and leaving with anger, Uncle Han clenched his fists. His heart was like a flaming ball of fire. His eyes were gloomy and his whole body was filled with a violent atmosphere, making him look terrible.
In the dark, several dark guards saw it. In this atmosphere, they did not dare to breathe. After some time passed, he got up and walked out of the study. Several dark guards were finally taking their breaths.
It seemed that Uncle Han didn’t agree with their Lord liking Feng Jiu.
