Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

”I’m very familiar with you.” Feng Yi seemed long used to his attitude and said with a cheerful smile.

Feng Yi reached out again to grab his arm, tugging him toward Su Li and Feng Huaijin’s side. The robot Bo Bo also turned around and followed them over.

Su Li was holding her chopsticks and instinctively glanced at Feng Huaijin beside her, and sure enough, saw that his expression had already turned as dark as a sky thick with storm clouds...

Meanwhile, the old professor Tang Lide was perfectly content today, sitting to the side with his eyes squinting in a smile as he watched them.

Feng Yi forcibly dragged Ning Yan to sit at their table and said, ”Come eat with us.”

Old Professor Tang Lide sighed over and over. ”Little Ning Yan has been at the Jiangzhou Prefecture Research Institute for almost two years now, and this is the first time I’ve seen Ning Yan eat with other people.”

Ning Yan said nothing the whole time, head down, eating with his chopsticks.

Feng Huaijin found the food rather tasteless. His little cabbage at home that he hadn’t even had time to properly raise yet...

Old man...

Ning Yan lifted his head, looked toward Feng Huaijin diagonally across from him, and asked, ”Mr. Feng, you’ve been staring at me like this—do you need something from me?”

Feng Huaijin set down his chopsticks and said coolly, ”You’re not that young anymore, are you?”

Ning Yan didn’t know what he meant and answered, ”Fourteen, fifteen in nominal age.”

Heh. Feng Huaijin let out a cold snort.

Su Li raised her hand and jabbed Feng Huaijin in the waist, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

And so this meal ended under a kind of indescribable, subtle tension.

”You two head back. Just come see me again when you miss me. If I miss you, I’ll come back too.” Feng Yi walked Su Li and Feng Huaijin out of the institute, smiling as she waved her little hand at them.

Seeing Feng Yi about to head back inside, Feng Huaijin suddenly reached out and pinched the back of her collar.

”Dad, what are you doing?”

Feng Huaijin lowered his voice in warning. ”You’d better stay far away from that old man.”

Feng Yi: ”?”

Feng Huaijin let go, gently wrapping his arm around the slightly worried Su Li as they got in the car and left.

Feng Yi stood at the institute entrance, letting the cold wind blow on her for quite a while, until the guard at the gate asked if she wanted to go back in and sit, saying it was too cold outside.

Only then did Feng Yi snap out of it. She stomped her feet, which were almost frozen stiff, and ran inside.

From a distance, she saw that lean youth standing under a withered tree, issuing commands to his robot Bo Bo as he worked out what data to add next.

Feng Yi ran over. ”Ning—”

Ning Yan didn’t even lift his head. ”What are you doing here again?”

Feng Yi spoke with righteous conviction. ”I just saw my dad and mom off. My dad warned me just now to stay away from old men. This whole institute is full of old grandpas and middle-aged uncles; you’re the youngest one here. I’m guessing what my dad meant was to hint that I should spend more time with you.”

”We’re both young, we’ll have more to talk about.”

Ning Yan raised his head, his gaze at Feng Yi a little strange.

That Mr. Feng probably did not have such intentions; the way he’d been looking at him had stayed in the ”hostile” range the whole time.

Feng Yi tilted her head, studying Ning Yan. He was just like the Uncle Ning in her memories, born with that proud, unyielding air, except he lacked the extra decade or so of wear and tear and had more of a youth’s rawness.

Feng Yi thought for a moment, then leaned closer on purpose and said, ”You’re fourteen this year, I’m seventeen, three years older than you. How about from now on you call me sister?”

If she ever went back, she’d have bragging rights: Uncle Ning has called me sister!

Ning Yan gave her a look, then turned around with the robot Bo Bo and walked off.