Feng Qingling turned around hurriedly upon hearing his cold voice. He saw Si Mobai approaching slowly with a cold expression. As Si Mobai’s eye contact slowly fell onto Feng Qingling, his energy overwhelmed, and his legs almost gave way.
The Wargod was truly frightening!
“Mobai.” Feng Tianlan raised her eyes and immediately saw the figure of Si Mobai. She walked over to him and gave a light smile, “Why are you here?”
He left after he escorted her to the door. Why did he come back again after leaving? Looking at his cold stone face, it was likely that he had heard what uncle had said. He was a man that would most definitely hold grudges.
Upon hearing Feng Tianlan’s voice, the coldness on Si Mobai’s face disappeared instantly, and a gentle smile took over instead. “I thought that it was almost time for dinner, and I was afraid you wouldn’t be used to such timings, so I wanted to have dinner with you before I head back.”
“Uncle’s cooking skills are also very good.” Feng Tianlan said nice things about Feng Qingling, fearing that Si Mobai would hold a grudge against him and her uncle would really suffer in time to come.
Feng Qingling saw the interaction between the two with his own eyes, especially when Si Mobai, the ten thousand-year iceberg, looked at Tianlan with a smile on his face. At that moment, he felt the iceberg had melted, as he even took the initiative to hold her hands.
There was also Tianlan’s shy look and gentle voice, which he had never seen before. Tianlan was too indifferent before, but now she had a human touch.
Most importantly, the two looked like they were a match made in heaven as they stood beside each other.
Since things were as such, then his earlier worries were no longer a problem.
Speaking of Feng Qingling, Si Mobai remembered what he had just heard. He turned around and looked at him, “I heard that Uncle wants to replace me. Who does uncle want to replace me with?”
Feng Tianlan chuckled a little. Mobai kept a cold look on his face while calling him uncle. Was Feng Qingling already his uncle too?
Earlier, he saw that Si Mobai was gentle with Feng Tianlan. That was instantly replaced with a look as cold and chilly as a thousand-year-old ice mountain. Feng Qingling felt very awkward and was under a lot of pressure. Nevertheless, he decided to hold his ground and said, “If the war king isn’t good enough, naturally he needs to be changed. I don’t want Tianlan to suffer.”
“Uncle, Mobai is good — he’s really good,” Feng Tianlan interjected. She hoped for her uncle to tone down his tough words as she knew that Mobai was a very sensitive man.
Although Si Mobai was unhappy after hearing Feng Qingling’s words, he eased into a more relaxed expression. This was on the account that he was Lan’er’s only relative and he was single-mindedly thinking about her. He said, “My niceness is only reserved for Lan’er, hence I’m afraid that’s something that Uncle won’t be able to see”.
Feng Qingling retorted, “If it’s really for Tianlan’s good, there should be a few matchmakers employed to ask for a marriage proposal. You came here with a stone cold look and empty handed. One might assume that you were here to seek revenge.”
Regardless of his status as a Wargod or whether Feng Qingling had already silently approved of him, Feng Qingling still had to give him a stern warning that Lan’er had a family and that he cannot bully her as he wish.
Si Mobai’s expression eased as he saw Feng Qingling relieved. He said, “The matchmakers will be employed and all the marriage proposal courtesies won’t be missed. I’ll never let Lan’er be shortchanged.”
Feng Qingling was not angry after he saw that his attitude eased. He was a lot more satisfied with him. As long as he was good to Lan’er, that would be good enough.
Si Mobai ignored Feng Qingling and asked Feng Tianlan lovingly, “What do you want to eat? I’ll make dinner for you before heading back.”
Without holding back, Feng Tianlan replied, “Fried beans with minced meat, fried tofu, steamed chicken with winter melon and lotus soup.”