bullyxtreme Chapter 120 - Educating Jiujiu
Chapter 120 - Educating Jiujiu
Feng Shijiu, who didn't know the situation, bit her wrist and dared not make a sound. She just stared at Song Yun with tears in her dark almond eyes, looking indescribably pitiful.
Song Yunshi's heart softened instantly. Just as she was about to squat down to hug Feng Shimei, she was stopped by Song Yuntian beside her.
"Feng Mijiu! Do you know that your family has been looking for you like crazy... cough cough..." After being slapped more than twenty times, Feng Yixuan was exhausted. He coughed twice and asked angrily.
"Jiujiu knows she was wrong. Don't be angry, Daddy." The two tears could no longer be held back, and the bean-sized tears fell to the ground one by one.
Feng Yixuan recovered his breath and raised his hand to hit him again, but he was stopped by someone. A gentle but slightly blaming voice came, "Feng Yixuan, it's okay to educate the child, but it's not good to overdo it."
Feng Yixuan's voice shocked everyone present. Song Yuntian was the first to recover. He stepped forward and said, "Zi Yan, there are too many people on the street. If you have anything to say, let's go into the inner hall."
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him anymore, Feng Shijiu gently climbed up from Feng Yixuan's legs, touched his extremely painful buttocks and moved towards Song Yunshi, then hugged her waist and said coquettishly, "Mom, Jiujiu knows I was wrong, Jiujiu... Jiujiu... my buttocks hurt."
Song Yunshi was originally extremely distressed, but seeing Feng Shijiu like this, she laughed out loud at an inappropriate time, then took Feng Shijiu into her arms and asked softly, "It hurts, you'll remember it next time, and see if you dare to scare your mother like this again."
"Jiujiu won't dare to do that next time!"
However, the other two men's eyes were always fixed on Mu Ziyan, and they all felt uneasy.
"Didn't you ask me to come in and sit down?" Mu Ziyan said with a faint smile.
"Mr. Mu, please come in!" Song Yunshi gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, hurriedly opened the door of the flower shop, made a gesture of invitation, and after everyone went in, she carefully locked the door from the inside.
"Zi Yan, why did you call your brother-in-law Feng Yixuan just now? His real name is Feng Wuqing." Song Yuntian took a sip of scented tea and asked casually.
"It turns out that he is Mr. Feng, a famous wise teacher in the capital, whom Ziyan has offended many times. Ziyan had been to Nanyue when he was young, and saw Feng Yixuan, who was the prince at that time, from afar. Maybe because he looked a bit like Mr. Feng, he recognized the wrong person." Mu Ziyan lowered his head slightly to drink tea. When the familiar taste slid into his throat, his vision suddenly blurred.
"So that's how it is. It's normal for people to have similarities." Song Yuntian laughed out loud.
Feng Yixuan's face showed no emotion, but the alertness in his eyes was still there. He just drank the scented tea in silence. The man's name just now was Feng Yixuan so certain, it must not be a simple case of mistaking him for someone else.
"Brother Song, Zi Yan has something else to do and cannot stay long. If you need any help, just come to Mu's house in the west of the city to find me." Suppressing the bitterness in his heart, Mu Zi Yan slowly stood up and walked to Song Yuntian. Before everyone could react, he suddenly hugged him.
Song Yuntian spread his hands at first, not knowing how to respond. Gradually, he began to feel relied upon. He hugged Mu Ziyan with his arms and said with a big smile, "Okay, okay! If you need me, you can always come here to find me!"
Mu Ziyan originally wanted to go up and hug Song Yun, but gave up when he saw Feng Yixuan's wary gaze. He glanced at the people in the room with nostalgia, turned around and quickly left Feng's Flower Shop without daring to stay.
"By the way, brother-in-law, I just saw the Ninth Prince in the temple!" As soon as Song Yuntian finished speaking, he saw Feng Yixuan slamming the table and standing up, his eyes full of surprise.
"Is he still in the temple now? Ahem..." Feng Yixuan asked with a light cough, his excitement barely concealed in his words.
"I followed them to a restaurant. I wonder if they are still there. Brother-in-law, would you like to go with me to look for them?"
"Take me there quickly..." Feng Yixuan said, covering his chest.