Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Ning Yan is a genius child, a legendary figure renowned among all parents’ friend circles. If someone recognizes him now, it’s perfectly normal.

And Feng Yi, she previously had inexplicable rumors of an affair with her future biological father, and later on, under the identity of a biological sister, she caught the attention of many noble young men from Hua Country.

It’s quite understandable for someone to suddenly notice them in the mall.

Ning Yan pressed his lips tightly together, his expression somewhat off.

No, it’s not like Feng Yi says.

The probing gaze from behind felt like scorching flames, almost burning him up; this feeling was very familiar, like he’d encountered it before. It wasn’t the gaze from ordinary passersby...

Ning Yan slightly hunched over, his hands hanging by his sides, gasping for breath in large gulps.

Feng Yi hurriedly stepped forward to support him, getting anxious: ”What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? If you can’t handle it, I’ll immediately call for the help of the uncle agents, Uncle Zhao—”

Feng Yi barely called out a name when Ning Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed her: ”Don’t call. If, if I’m really discovered to have a problem, then back home they’ll conduct a detailed physical examination, and you won’t get to go out and play again.”

Feng Yi’s face collapsed instantly, yet she swiftly exclaimed with concern: ”Are you stupid? No matter how much I love going out to have fun, it’s nothing compared to your health. I should call Uncle Zhao and have him take us back.”

Ning Yan was taken aback, not expecting Feng Yi to say that.

She is lively and active by nature, always wanting Miss Su Li to bring her food and entertainment into the quiet Research Institute, unexpectedly willing to return because of him...

Ning Yan tightened his grip on her again, shaking his head heavily: ”No need, this... isn’t a physical ailment, it’s a psychological issue, a short rest will be enough.”

Psychological issue?

Feng Yi was quite startled; she had never heard of Ning Yan having psychological issues before.

Not waiting for Feng Yi to respond, Ning Yan suddenly gripped her hand and strode forward, directly weaving through the crowd, disappearing into the vast sea of people.

They almost rushed from the first floor to the second, Ning Yan only releasing her once his pallor began regaining a normal, faint redness, and his demeanor returned to its natural state.

”Alright.”

That pressuring gaze seemed to... vanish, and that restless heart finally settled down peacefully.

Feng Yi watched in astonishment, always feeling that Uncle Ning’s disorder comes quickly and goes away just as fast.

”If you’re sure you’re alright, let’s go buy some clothes.” Feng Yi grabbed him and dove into the men’s clothing stores.

By then, it was almost spring, and all major clothing brands had already prepared their spring apparel early on. Feng Yi maneuvered through them, expertly picking jackets and comparing them on him.

”No good, you’re already serious, and wearing this color makes you look like a little old man.”

Feng Yi kept trying new clothes on him, sometimes shaking her head, other times nodding, all the while muttering reviews as if she were an expert.

Ning Yan watched her dexterous movements, lightly furrowing his brow and asking, ”How are you so familiar with men’s clothing? For... Mr. Huaijin?”

Feng Yi was appraising two pieces in her hands, deciding which looked better, and without even raising her head, she casually replied to Ning Yan’s question: ”My dad? His clothes aren’t managed by me; my mom’s got them covered.”

Ning Yan stayed silent.

”My brother, oh, he’s obsessed with mathematics, spending all his time at the Research Institute; I usually help mix and match his daily clothes and deliver them.”