“Uncle, we just moved in and want to pay respects to the mountain master. We’ll be neighbors from now on!” The little girl tugged at his clothes, her bright eyes sparkling. Suddenly, she smiled adorably, her eyes curving into crescent moons.
Feng Tianning had roamed the martial world in his youth and made a name for himself, but in the jianghu, unexpected things happen. His family couldn’t escape that calamity. If… he might have had a granddaughter this size by now, which made him feel more affectionate towards this cute girl.
“This is a welcome gift, please accept it, uncle.” The little girl took the fish and meat from the old man’s hand and offered it forward.
Feng Tianning’s guard vanished, replaced by a black line: Were these two just dropping by?
Having been detached from worldly affairs for many years, he had almost forgotten what “dropping by” meant.”
He looked at them, somewhat bewildered, unsure whether to invite them in or thank them for the gift.
“Master?” A small figure emerged from the house. This was the child Feng Tianning had picked up at the mountain base two years ago, drawn by his determined gaze.
Barely two or three years old, wearing ragged clothes and having endured humiliation, his resilience remained unbroken. Feng Tianning was moved and brought him home, naming him Feng Qingyin, and carefully taught him.
Qingyin did not disappoint, possessing extraordinary comprehension and diligence.
“Wow—” The little girl’s eyes lit up. “Handsome guy, hello! I’m Hua Piaolin from Beijing. My parents are alive, we have land and many servants. Want to come back and enjoy good food with me?” She grabbed Qingyin’s hand.
Feng Qingyin looked utterly dumbfounded.
“Okay, silence means agreement. From now on, you’re my husband, Hua Piaolin’s. No looking at other women, no talking to other women. You must listen to your wife’s words, obey her commands, and follow her mistakes. Understood?”
After speaking, she looked at the still-dazed Feng Qingyin. “Silence means agreement…”
“I object!” Feng Qingyin finally reacted.
“Objection invalid.” The little girl laughed happily, planting a kiss on Qingyin’s face.
“Okay, stamped and sealed. You’re exclusively mine now, haha!”
Feng Tianning looked at this little devil, wondering how he had just found her cute. She was anything but cute.
