Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Jiu Ming glanced evilly at Jiu Yue and smiled. âYouâre not a beauty. If you were as beautiful as Little Qingâer, Iâd be able to indulge a little, but unfortunately...â
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A cold wind whooshed through the assembly hall.
Feng Ruqing turned sideways and saw that Feng Tianyuâs eyes seemed alarmed as he stared at Jiu Ming coldly.
He had long felt that this brat was lusting after his daughter. This time, that brat finally could not hide his real feelings anymore.
Heh...
There were still many things to deal with today. Otherwise, Feng Tianyu would have dragged this brat out to beat him up. Only then would he be able to vent his anger.
âFather...â
Feng Ruqing tugged at Feng Tianyuâs sleeve.
The anger on Feng Tianyuâs face suddenly disappeared. He looked at Feng Ruqing gently. âQingâer, whatâs wrong?â
âJiu Ming is gay...â
She deliberately lowered her voice. âHe likes the state preceptor.â
âWhat?â
Feng Tianyu was stunned. So, this guy was not trying to take his daughter from him, but he was actually his daughterâs rival?
However, he still seemed skeptical. âWhy do you say that?â
âThe people in Paramount said that heâs gay...â Feng Ruqing was silent for a moment. âBut Jiu Ming does not admit it. He deliberately said such words in front of people just to cover up the fact that heâs gay...â
Only then did Feng Tianyu gradually calm down.
As for whether or not this brat would snatch the state preceptor from his daughter...
That did not worry him.
âHeâs gay, not the state preceptor. And if the state preceptor is so easily being snatched away by a man... That would prove that heâs not suitable for Qingâer.â
But that was fine because Feng Tianyu could keep Qingâer by his side forever.
Even if his daughter never married, he would take care of her for the rest of her life!
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âThinking about it makes me a little happy.â
Suddenly, Feng Tianyuâs gaze toward Jiu Ming became more pleasant. He felt sympathy for Jiu Ming as he thought about Jiu Mingâs miserable childhood.
He looked at him compassionately.
Jiu Ming was speechless.
âIâm sorry, Iâve heard everything you have just said.
âAnd what are you trying to imply with that look in your eyes? I donât need anyoneâs sympathy, thank you. All I need is a hug from my Little Qingâer.â
âBuzz.â
The huge pot had probably seen enough and swooped toward Jiu Luo once again.
Feng Ruqing did not order the huge pot to do anything. She raised her hand as a sign to order the huge pot back to her side.
The moment it approached Feng Ruqing, a layer of light suddenly covered the huge pot, and it became smaller and smaller before finally turning into the size of a bowl.
It intimately and coquettishly surrounded Feng Ruqing and even rubbed itself against her face again and again.
âSo, you can change your size?â Feng Ruqing smiled and touched the pot. âWhy didnât you tell me earlier so that it would have been much easier for me to take you with me...â
It was like Fu Chen.
He could be a teenager, and he could also become a child.
Perhaps... This was an ability that all spirit creatures had.
âMaster Gu, the reclusive world has rules. So, what should we do with a person like Jiu Yue?â Feng Ruqing smiled.
Her smile reached her eyes, but it was cold.
It made Jiu Yue, who was standing in front of her, tremble with fear.
Before this, Jiu Yue would not have remained silent when Feng Ruqing provoked him, but just as he wanted to open his mouth, he caught a glimpse of the pot that was looking at him...
Yes!
This pot had no eyes, but somehow, Jiu Yue always felt that it was staring at him eerily and that feeling made his heart shudder.