Chapter 98: Third Uncle Will Teach Her A Lesson For You!
Feng Yuli and Nan Yuanman both shuddered in fright.
Nan Yuanman instinctively hid behind Feng Yuli, grabbing the corner of his clothes, revealing half of her chubby little face, vigilantly sizing him up like a kitten.
Feng Yuli looked up and saw Feng Congqian covering his forehead, struggling to sit up from the bed.
“Father! You’re awake!” A look of joy appeared on his face, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help Feng Congqian sit up steadily.
Awake, Feng Congqian had an extra sharpness compared to when he was in a coma. That pair of phoenix eyes was especially deep, and compared to his gentle and refined temperament in his living soul state, his temperament upon entering his body was more cold and hard.
Feng Congqian let out a faint hum, his gaze passing over Feng Yuli and landing on the little girl hiding behind him, his expression complex.
After his living soul returned to his body, he remembered the memories he had lost before, remembered his name, and remembered who he was.
But he hadn’t expected that he actually had a blood relative of his own, nor had he anticipated that life would be so dramatic, allowing him in his amnesiac living soul form to come to his daughter’s side.
And even earning the name Gou Dan from her there…
Now looking at Nan Yuanman in his human form, he discovered that the little girl resembled him only in her eyebrows and eyes; the rest of her features were more like her mother’s—big round eyes, cheeks with a bit of baby fat, looking cute and soft.
Perhaps because he had always been by Nan Yuanman’s side in his living soul state, seeing her again now didn’t give him that sense of unfamiliarity.
His heart even felt a bit happy…
Back then when the Jiang family members bullied her, he had thought that if only he had a body, if only he were the little dumpling’s brother or relative, he could protect her.
But he hadn’t expected that he was the little dumpling’s father, her biological one…
But this also meant that he, as a father, had been negligent for a full five years.
Looking again at Nan Yuanman’s vigilant expression toward him now, Feng Congqian inexplicably felt a pang in his heart.
The father and daughter just stared at each other like that, playing big eyes glaring at little eyes.
Feng Yuli coughed lightly, stepped forward to block Feng Congqian’s view, and smiled faintly: “Father, you’ve just woken up, and your body’s functions haven’t recovered yet. I’ll call the doctor in to check you first.”
“Once you’re better, we can discuss the matter of Perfection, alright?”
Feng Congqian also knew that getting Perfection to accept him couldn’t be rushed, so he nodded slightly in agreement.
Feng Yuli called to inform the Feng family’s medical team of the news that Feng Congqian had awakened, while Nan Yuanman put Zhuang Zhuang and Old Master Nan into the small coffin.
By the time she finished, the Feng family’s medical team had arrived.
At first, they thought the Eldest Young Master was joking, but upon seeing Feng Congqian sitting on the hospital bed, the Feng family’s medical team was exceptionally excited.
The middle-aged man in the lead shouted with tears welling up: “Patriarch! You’ve finally woken up!”
Heaven knows what bitter days he had endured at the hospital during the three years the patriarch was in a coma—the Eldest Young Master was simply inhuman!
To research the cause of the patriarch’s coma, he had basically been worked like a donkey!
Now that the patriarch was awake, he could finally be liberated!
“Old Su, long time no see.” Feng Congqian’s pale thin lips curved into a faint smile as he said warmly to Su Zerun: “These three years, you’ve all worked hard.”
Su Zerun’s tears nearly fell; he wiped the corner of his eye and laughed happily: “Not hard at all, not hard at all—the Eldest Young Master and the others are the ones who worked hard!”
As he spoke, he hurriedly stepped forward to examine Feng Congqian’s body. The hospital room was suddenly filled with people, and various instruments began beeping.
Nan Yuanman pursed her lips, glanced at Feng Congqian who was being helped by the medical staff onto the instruments for checks, then turned and trotted out with Feng Yuli, not staying in the hospital room to cause chaos.
Feng Congqian turned his head and saw the little dumpling leave without looking back.
Feng Congqian inexplicably felt heartbroken. In his living soul form, it was Gou Dan this and Gou Dan that; now that he was back in his body, forget calling him Gou Dan—she wouldn’t even say a word to him.
No matter.
He took a deep breath. There was a long road ahead; he would eventually get the little dumpling to acknowledge his identity as her father.
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Nan Yuanman and Feng Yuli sat on the corridor bench.
The little girl was a bit restless, her little buttocks twisting this way and that, sneaking glances toward the hospital room direction from time to time.
Feng Yuli quietly took in the little girl’s small movements, a smile appearing in his eyes as he spoke softly: “Perfection, are you worried about him?”
Nan Yuanman’s little body stiffened slightly. She carefully looked up at Feng Yuli, pursed her lips, and gestured with her little chubby hand: “A little bit.”
Gou Dan… oh no, the black-red silk thread on Feng Congqian’s living soul hadn’t been completely cleaned yet. She didn’t know if returning to his body like that would affect his physical body.
But he seemed fine, so the impact on his body should be minimal?
Nan Yuanman couldn’t tell for now and could only set it aside temporarily.
Feng Yuli’s heart softened, and he reached out to ruffle the little girl’s soft hair: “Perfection is a kind and good baby.”
Nan Yuanman smiled shyly. Just as she was about to speak, Feng Langqing’s loud voice came: “Hey! Feng Yuli, is this how you act as big brother? On little sister’s first day home, you bring her to the hospital! Do you even have your little brother in your eyes!”
Feng Langqing had woken up in the middle of the night yesterday, spent the latter half of the night mentally preparing himself, and decided to seriously and solemnly tell Nan Yuanman tomorrow that he would work hard to overcome his fear of ghosts so she wouldn’t dislike him as her third brother.
But he had just taken a nap, and when he woke up, he was the only one left in the manor!
Feng Yuli had even blocked his number and WeChat!
Outrageous! Simply too outrageous!
Nan Yuanman blinked her eyes and greeted the puffed-up third brother in her milky voice: “Third brother, good afternoon.”
Feng Langqing glared at the calm-faced Feng Yuli, then instantly switched to a smiling face, pitching his voice as he greeted Nan Yuanman: “Perfection, good afternoon~”
“Third brother is going to work. Does Perfection want to come play with third brother?” Feng Langqing held back but couldn’t resist stepping forward to pick up the little girl obediently sitting on the bench, grinning as he said:
“Third brother’s workplace has lots of fun things—Perfection will definitely like it!”
Nan Yuanman’s eyes lit up, and she instinctively looked at Feng Yuli: “C-Can I?”
She hadn’t gone out to play since arriving in S City.
Besides… she didn’t really want to face Gou Dan—oh no, Feng Congqian right now, and she still couldn’t fully accept suddenly having a biological father.
Feng Langqing used one hand to turn the little girl’s face toward him and pinched her chubby cheeks: “Why look at him? Look at me. If I say you can go, you can go—big brother can’t stop us.”
Feng Yuli thought of Feng Langqing’s job, his brows furrowing slightly as he wanted to refuse, but seeing Nan Yuanman’s expectant face, he swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.
He said helplessly: “If you want to go, then go. Protect Perfection well.”
Feng Langqing: “Don’t worry, I won’t let her die even if I do.”
No sooner had he spoken than the phone in his pocket rang.
Feng Langqing held Nan Yuanman in one arm and answered the call. Agent Luo Wei’s voice came through, sounding on the verge of tears: “Qing bro, when are you coming back? I can’t hold on much longer!”
“Coming back right now!” Feng Langqing made a gesture at Feng Yuli, then strode out of the hospital with Nan Yuanman, instructing Luo Wei over the phone: “Oh right, prepare some toiletries and clothes for a little child, and clean out the side bedroom.”
Luo Wei: “?”
Luo Wei’s face was full of horror, his voice rising: “Child? Qing bro, you have a child?!”
“Yeah.” Feng Langqing’s voice was light and cheerful as he bounced Nan Yuanman, grinning: “Just snatched this kid—my little treasure.”
Luo Wei: “!!!”
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Jiang family.
After Nan Yuanman left, the atmosphere in the Jiang family was exceptionally gloomy.
Without Feng Yuli and Feng Langqing around, Jiang Tianzong didn’t dare release Jiang Yueyao on his own and continued keeping her locked in the room.
After learning that Jiang Yueyao had hit Jiang Xinxin, he had stopped Jiang Xinxin from seeing her.
Ever since Ge Peiyao learned that Bai Wenyin had died, she had been dazed all day, spacing out involuntarily even while playing with Jiang Xinxin.
Jiang Xinxin had thought that with Nan Yuanman gone, the family would return to doting only on her, but she soon discovered it wasn’t the case.
Little uncle still kept himself locked in his room, ignoring her; second uncle would suddenly zone out while playing with her; even grandmother didn’t focus all her attention on her like before.
Fourth uncle was busy and had left early for the lab; big uncle had gone back to the hospital to treat his leg. The atmosphere at home grew heavier day by day, making Jiang Xinxin tense up too, becoming exceptionally sensitive.
Just as Jiang Xinxin couldn’t hold back and wanted to go find Jiang Yueyao, a phone call popped up on her watch.
When she saw who was calling, Jiang Xinxin’s eyes lit up, and she answered eagerly: “Third uncle!”
“Little Xinxin~ Did you miss me?”
On the watch’s video call, the man was dressed in ancient costume, his features clear and bright, smiling as he greeted her.
Tears streamed down Jiang Xinxin’s face as she pouted: “I miss you so much, third uncle. Can I come play with you? I don’t want to stay home anymore.”
“Aww, why are you shedding golden beans?” Jiang Chuyun felt heartbroken and immediately decided: “Third uncle will send someone right now to pick you up and take you on TV, okay? Don’t cry—it’s melting third uncle’s heart.”
Jiang Xinxin sniffled and hummed, then couldn’t help complaining: “Third uncle, sis-sister came, and th-they’re all mean to me. They don’t like me, they only like sister.”
Jiang Chuyun’s sword brows furrowed, his eyes cooling slightly: “Sister? That Nan Yuanman your little uncle brought home?”
“Don’t cry—third uncle likes you the most. Third uncle will help you teach her a good lesson right now.”
