Chapter 112 - 112: ’Danger’ Is Coming
After Entering the Wrong Room, I Became Mr. Feng's Wife
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Yu Fei called for a long time before Feng Yi picked up.
âWhat is it?â Feng Yiâs cold voice came from the phone. Yu Fei could feel that Feng Yi was suppressing his anger through the phone. She turned to look at Feng Xiaochen, who was rolling around in her clothes, and whispered, âXiaochen is with me. Come over quickly.â
âIâm already on my way there.â
âAh? You knew, and youâre already coming to my place?â Yu Fei was stunned.
âYes.â His voice was so cold that it was almost freezing. Even though they were not facing each other, Yu Fei still felt a chill. âUmm⦠Let me say this. Xiaochen is still young. He ran away from home because he was afraid that I would never return. When you come, donât get angry at him. Heâs a very insecure child. Heâs also timid. Donât scare him.â
She was still afraid that Feng Yi would reprimand Xiaochen, so she added, âThe child is still sick. Whatâs the matter? Letâs wait for him to recover.â
Feng Yi was silent for a while before sneering.âYou really know how to consider things for him. Yu Fei, youâre indulging the child.â
âI definitely have to be concerned for him. This matter started because of me, so most of the responsibility is mine. If it wasnât for my phone being turned off, he wouldnât have run away from home. So, if you want to blame someone, blame me,â Yu Fei explained. âDonât scare the child.â
âScare him? Youâre afraid of me, and my son is afraid of me. Do you two think Iâm a monster? Yu Fei, I have my own way of teaching. I donât need you to teach me how to educate children.â
âI didnât mean that, Iâ¦â
The manâs voice was extremely cold. He seemed to be very angry. From his point of view, Yu Fei could understand his feelings. Just as she was about to reason with him, the busy tone came from the microphone. Feng Yi hung up.
Yu Fei put down her phone and looked worriedly at the little guy who was rolling around on the bed happily. Feng Xiaochen was wearing a pink nightgown. Coupled with his fair skin and exquisite face, he looked like a doll. If not for his short hair, he would have been mistaken for a girl.
Feng Xiaochen, who was rolling around on the bed happily after finding his Mommy, did not realize that âdangerâ was coming.
Yu Fei sighed, walked over, and hugged the little guy. She said seriously, âXiaochen, Mommy called Daddy. Daddy is very angry. When he comes over later, apologize to him and pretend to be pitiful, understand?â
âDonât talk back to Daddy. Itâs best if you can cry a few times. If you cry, he wonât have the heart to punish you.â
Yu Fei knew that it was impossible to fight someone like Feng Yi head-on. With his bad temper, he would only be the one to suffer if he were to fight him head-on. As long as he applied a soft compress and pretended to be pitiful, he might be able to arouse his pity.
In order to punish Young Master Feng, Yu Fei emphasized, âRemember, Xiaochen, you have to act very, very pitiful. The more pitiful, the better, understand? That way, Daddy wonât be angry at you.â
Feng Xiaochen nodded. Although he still did not quite understand, he subconsciously felt that what his Mommy said was right. As long as he listened to his Mommy and was a good child, his Mommy would not leave him. âI know, Mommy. Iâm super good at pretending to be pitiful.â
Yu Fei patted his head and said gratefully, âThatâs right. Itâs still early. Wait for Mommy for a while. Mommy will make you something to eat.â
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The aroma of food wafted out from the kitchen. Feng Xiaochcnâs stomach immediately began to growl. Just smelling the fragrance made him drool. He could not wait to jump off the bed. He was wearing Yu Feiâs pink nightgown and pink slippers. He smelled the fragrance and walked to the kitchen door. The kitchen door was not closed, so he opened it and stuck his head inside.
Yu Fei noticed him immediately. There was vegetable porridge in the pot, and she had her hair tied up in a ponytail. She was stir-frying with a spatula.
Feng Xiaochen sniffed like a little mouse and patted his flat belly. âMommy, what are you doing? It smells good.â
Yu Fei pretended to have just noticed him. âHey, Xiaochen, why are you here? Did you smell the fragrance?â
Feng Xiaochen nodded like a chick pecking at rice. âYes, Mommy. Xiaochen is so hungry.â
âThereâs still one more dish. Itâll be ready soon after you wash your hands.â Yu Fei said as she shoveled the vegetables from the pot onto the plate.
Feng Xiaochen stood still and stared straight at her. His black eyes were shining.
âXiaochen, what are you looking at?â Yu Fei asked.
âMommy, youâre so beautiful,â Feng Xiaochen said seriously.
âCough coughâ¦â Yu Fei was so shocked that she choked..