Chapter 1487: This Counts as Being Part of the Feng Family Too

It was just a high-sounding excuse to make him deal with his own junior sister. What he was really doing, all along, was for himself.

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By the time they finished giving their statements and came back, it was already past two in the morning.

Feng Huaijin’s maternal grandparents had gone to the temple to offer the very first stick of incense. When they came back and found everyone gone, they thought it was strange, but they were already too sleepy to fight it off, so once they got home they simply went to bed.

Su Li was pregnant, her body heavy to begin with, and now that she was sitting in the car she was starting to nod off.

The whole family was sitting in one car, while Xuan Ting and the others were in several other cars.

"Mama, when you were giving your statement just now, you didn’t say a single word to that Uncle Mo. Are you really mad at him?" Feng Yi was wide awake and asked.

Su Li snapped out of it a little and smiled. "Mad? I’m the one person in the whole world who has no right to be mad at Mo Si Huang. I’m the one who owes him. I just can’t forgive what he did to Uncle Mo Yu. If anyone gets to be mad, it can only be Uncle Mo Yu being mad at him."

Even if, in this world, he hadn’t taken action yet.

If everything followed the original track, Uncle Mo Yu would probably end up dying because of Mo Si Huang. That was something she couldn’t forgive.

Feng Yi nodded at that and said, "Then I’ll tell Grandpa Mo Yu who can donate bone marrow to Auntie Mu Qingmei."

Su Li sighed inwardly. Mo Si Huang was Uncle Mo Yu’s pride, the one person Uncle Mo Yu used to believe that the whole world might bully her, but Mo Si Huang would absolutely never betray her. The one hurting the most right now could only be Uncle Mo Yu.

Feng Huaijin’s face went cold. "All right, shut it. Su Li wants to sleep. And you, Ning Yan—"

Ning Yan, who had been sitting quietly in a corner of the car, pretending to be invisible, was suddenly called out. His spine straightened slightly.

Feng Huaijin couldn’t bear to scold his wife and daughter, so he immediately turned a sour face on him. "Didn’t I tell you to take Feng Yi away? How come you brought her back?"

Ning Yan stayed silent, saying nothing.

Feng Yi chimed in from the side to back him up. "Daddy, you can’t yell at him!"

The "old father" mentality in Feng Huaijin’s heart flared up again for a moment. He narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, "And why can’t I yell at him? He didn’t get the job done."

"Uncle Ning isn’t part of the Feng Family, and he’s not your subordinate either, Daddy. What gives you the right to yell at him? Even the old dean at the Research Institute can’t bear to scold him!" Feng Yi argued on Ning Yan’s behalf.

A gleam flashed in Feng Huaijin’s eyes, and he suddenly curled his lips in a smile. "Well then, easy. We just make him one of the Feng Family, don’t we?"

Ning Yan abruptly lifted his pitch-black eyes. There was a faint ripple in the gaze that was usually calm.

Feng Huaijin sneered inwardly, but said, "Anyway, we should thank Professor Ning for today. My fiancée’s younger brother is studying at university in M Country, and she misses her brother all the time. How about Professor Ning becoming my fiancée’s younger brother? That would make him one of the Feng Family too."

Su Li, leaning back with her eyes closed to rest: "..."

Feng Huaijin was really something. Here he went again!

That "old father" mentality—afraid someone might poach his little cabbage that hadn’t even sprouted yet.

And he didn’t even look at how many years apart Ning Yan and Feng Yi actually were? A full sixteen years! It was something that fundamentally could never happen.

Feng Yi hadn’t expected Feng Huaijin to say that, and immediately burst into delight. "So that’s what this is about. No wonder I was thinking, how come Uncle Ning will come to our Feng Family to celebrate New Year every year from now on, and why does the house have a room just for Uncle Ning. Turns out this is when he becomes my mom’s honorary younger brother! That’s awesome!"

Ning Yan unconsciously frowned a little and raised his eyes to look at Feng Huaijin, who was smiling with that meaningful look.

This Seventh Master Feng... isn’t he overthinking some things just a bit?