Feng Wu just peeked at Feng Xun. She wanted to see how Feng Xun had the nerve to tell the truth.
Feng Xun glared at City Lord Bi impatiently: "Why are you such a nagging person! Why don't you go quickly when I ask you to go?!"
City Lord Bi glanced at Jun Linyuan and saw that Jun Linyuan had nothing else to say. He could only sigh helplessly and left silently...
Feng Xun turned around and glanced at Feng Wu: "We will stay here recently, are you happy now?"
Feng Wu: "...who is happy?!"
Feng Xun: “What you say is not what you mean.”
Feng Wu: "..."
The really happy person was Feng Liu. She shyly played with the silk and occasionally raised her eyes to peek at Jun Linyuan.
Prince Jun abandoned Liuyuan, but lived in the dilapidated Feng Mansion... It must be for her, right? So, in fact, Prince Jun treats her... Oh, she is really shy.
Thinking of this, Feng Liu blushed and lowered her eyes shyly.
Feng Xun glanced at Feng Liu in confusion... What was this woman doing? She blushed for a while, and looked at their boss shyly for a while. She looked really oozing...
Feng Xun had no time to care about Feng Liu. He only stared at Feng Wu and urged her: "You should hurry up."
"What?" Feng Wu looked confused.
Knowing that they were going to stay, Feng Wu's heart was about to collapse. What else could she think of?
"Go and help us prepare the room, make the bed and fold the quilt, why don't you do it?" Feng Xun almost rolled his eyes in annoyance.
Feng Yiran quickly said: "Don't worry, little prince. Although the appearance of the old house looks a bit old, the furnishings inside are still good. As for making the bed and folding the quilt, of course there are maids to take care of it."
Feng Liu's eyes were full of spring, her face was infinitely shy, and she was about to say that she was going to prepare a room for Prince Jun.
Feng Xun sneered: "I want my little cook to prepare the room. Don't do anything, Feng Wu, hurry up!"
Feng Wu put her hands on her hips and stared at Feng Xun: "Are you ordering me around?"
"What's wrong with you? You are my little cook. Did I say something wrong?" Feng Xun was glared at by Feng Wu, and his momentum suddenly dropped by half. He stammered, "What are you doing?
"
"Little cook?" Feng Wu sneered and took a step closer.
As soon as Feng Wu approached, Feng Xun subconsciously stepped back. He glared at Feng Wu: "You, don't come here."
Feng Wu sneered: "You really think I'm a sick cat who's easy to bully, don't you? Feng Xun, if you want to live in it, you can live there by yourself! If you want to clean up the room, you can clean up the room yourself! Don't talk nonsense like me!"
After saying that, Feng Wu held the beauty's mother in her left hand, and her little brother in her right hand, and left with a slap in the face.
Feng Xun stared at Feng Wu's leaving figure in shock, and was stunned: "...she, she, is she trying to hurt me?! She just left in shame? She is my little cook!"
Xuan Yi glanced at Feng Xun: "She is Feng Wu."
"What's wrong with her being Feng Wu? She actually turned her back on me!" Feng Xun said that he was hurt.
Xuan Yi looked at Feng Wu's leaving figure, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "This kind of Feng Wu is the real Feng Wu."
"Look how fierce she is!" Feng Xun was worried in his heart. He pointed at Feng Wu's back and accused everyone: "She is fierce to me!"