But soon, Mingyi's eyes flickered, and he immediately leaned over, lowering his voice and holding out his phone: "You guys help me see what's going on..." kuAiδugg
Now it wasn't just Mingyi and Shi Yiling anymore; Luo Qinghan also, having nothing better to do, came over.
"What are you doing?"
And as a woman, even a woman of the Dongfang family, her gossiping soul ignited. Dongfang Jingjing immediately leaned in, joining them in looking at Ning Fengzhi's and Yuan Feifei's chat records.
Zhuge Lan watched this scene, a slight smile on his face. This feeling was something he couldn't experience in the Wuhou lineage.
This liveliness, this warm and harmonious atmosphere.
Perhaps the Wuhou family had it, but he had never felt it. For him, his eyes were only on the endless inheritance and ceaseless learning.
Of course, it also had to do with the fact that the young people in the Wuhou lineage were unwilling to interact too much with him.
As for Wang Qiran...
He was very reserved. Except for when he first arrived, like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, he kept looking around, observing many things in this villa that he hadn't seen, experienced, or understood. After that, he basically stayed quietly by Zhuge Lan's side, like a silent mollusk, not saying anything. He ate when it was time to eat, and when it wasn't, he played on his phone on the sofa.
Especially when he was on the sofa, he would subconsciously adjust his posture and behavior, afraid that he might do something wrong and be criticized.
In this place, he felt a bit uncomfortable...
Although this discomfort was self-imposed.
The group gathered around. After reading the chat records between the two, everyone fell silent for a moment.
Luo Qinghan looked at Ning Fengzhi with an expression of utter hopelessness.
Shi Yiling patted Ning Fengzhi: "Seventh Uncle, I truly admire you."
"What's wrong?"
Ning Fengzhi felt their gazes were strange, but he didn't know why. He looked confused.
Dongfang Jingjing curiously asked: "Do you dislike this sister?"
"Ah?"
Ning Fengzhi felt even more bewildered. He quickly said, "How could I!"
"Then, when she said 'I'm very happy today,' why did you reply 'How happy?'" Dongfang Jingjing looked perplexed and then scrolled down the phone: "You even said 'happy too soon' here?"
"This, isn't this humor?"
Ning Fengzhi blinked and retorted.
"..."
All the women looked at Ning Fengzhi as if he were an idiot.
"What's wrong?"
Being looked at like this, Ning Fengzhi became even more flustered. Had he really said something wrong?
Mingyi patted his Seventh Uncle's hand: "Seventh Uncle, I'm starting to doubt if someone like you can really find a girlfriend."
"What do you mean? You brat, you have a fiancée now, and you're bullying me, aren't you? You're not any better than me!" Ning Fengzhi was indignant when he heard Mingyi say that.
"At least... I wouldn't reply 'just bear with it, it'll be better in a while' when she says 'my stomach hurts.'" Mingyi pointed at the phone.