Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Have you cleaned it?”
This man changed topics too fast, and An Mu did not know how to react.
Then, she saw his nicely spaced and enchanting eyes shifting to her chest.
An Mu immediately understood. Damn! This man was shameless!
How could he talk about his boxer shorts so bluntly!
An Mu gritted her teeth in anger and spoke in a low voice, “Feng Xiao, don’t be such a bully!”
Bai Yujie was waiting in the dining room and saw that An Mu was talking to Master Feng. They looked close from the way they communicated.
Bai Yujie lifted her eyes and eyebrows and spontaneously said, “An Mu, how can you talk to Mr. Feng like that?”
Her timing was just right—Feng Ziqian was coming down the stairs.
Hearing Bai Yujie’s words, Feng Ziqian’s face instantly turned dark. “An Mu, what’s wrong with you? How can you be so rude to little uncle?”
He walked down swiftly and went directly to An Mu. “An Mu, apologize to little uncle!”
An Mu looked at Feng Ziqian and later turned her gaze to the smiling fox-like evildoer. She felt an intense rage growing in her chest that was about to burst.
In fact, she had trained herself not to be offended by anything throughout these years, but how is it that this man seemed to always be able to control her emotions by provoking her with one or two sentences?
An Mu took a deep breath, bowed her head, and did not say a word.
Feng Ziqian saw her actions and wanted to reprimand her, but Feng Xiao suddenly spoke with a wicked smile on his lips. “We’re just joking with each other. What’s wrong?”
His words stunned Feng Ziqian. “Joking?”
Feng Xiao stopped talking and took a meaningful glance at An Mu.
An Mu understood immediately—this guy was helping her again!
Although An Mu did not know the reason he did that, she hurriedly responded, “Yes, Brother Ziqian. Obviously, I was chatting happily with little uncle, but Bai Yujie…”
She glimpsed at Bai Yujie.
This was a great chance to humiliate Bai Yujie, so An Mu was more than willing to cooperate.
Bai Yujie’s body instantly stiffened.
Feng Ziqian snorted coldly. “Why did you make a fuss? Also, who allowed you to stand here? Get the hell out of here!”
Bai Yujie’s face became pale. She gritted her teeth and walked into the kitchen.
Looking at her embarrassed look, An Mu really admired her for the thickness of her skin1.
Then, Feng Ziqian glared at An Mu again and pouted his lips in disgust. “Alright, there’s nothing you can do here now. Go and see if the dishes are ready. Also, since little uncle is here, ask the kitchen to cook more dishes!”
An Mu responded with a hum and went into the kitchen, but her ears perked up to eavesdrop.
Feng Ziqian had always paid attention to his physical appearance. He must have had some important issues to discuss with Feng Xiao that he came down so quickly with the slap mark untreated on his face.
As expected, she heard Feng Ziqian saying, “Little Uncle, can I ask you about an actress…”
An Mu heard this and pouted her mouth.
Sure enough!
As a dog returns to its vomit, so a fool repeats his foolishness. This guy was always blinded by his sexual desires. He must have a crush on another celebrity yet again.
Entering the kitchen, Bai Yujie walked toward her. The flames of fury from her body seemed able to supply fire for cooking in the kitchen.
Staring at An Mu fiercely, she put a plate of fried lotus root into her hands and ordered her, “Bring this out!”
An Mu lifted her head and glanced at Bai Yujie in disbelief. ‘Are you treating me as a domestic servant of this house?!’
Bai Yujie widened her eyes. “What are you looking at? Do you feel wronged to have to serve the dishes? Should I help you ask Ziqian to respectfully invite the great Ms. An to have a seat out there?”