binnovel Chapter 159 Temporarily Forgetting Troubles
Chapter 159 Temporarily Forgetting Troubles
Upon witnessing this scene, He Mingfeng involuntarily took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled, as if this would remove the boulder weighing on his chest. The heart that had been hanging high in his throat, making him even more cautious in his breathing, finally seemed to find a foothold and slowly sank into his stomach.
But fate always likes to play tricks on people. Just when He Mingfeng thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, he subconsciously turned his head around, only to see such an infuriating scene! His gaze was instantly drawn to it, and he froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
It turned out that Fan Junyu's slender, fair hand, as delicate as if carved from mutton-fat jade, was gently resting on He Mingning's head. Her fingers were slightly curved, gently stroking He Mingning's hair, the movement slow and delicate, full of endless tenderness and intimacy.
In that instant, He Mingfeng felt a flame suddenly ignite deep within him, rapidly spreading into a raging inferno. His anger, like a lit firecracker, exploded with a deafening bang, burning fiercely. Rage instantly flushed his once fair face crimson; the veins on his forehead bulged prominently due to his intense emotions; his usually gentle eyes now glared wide, almost bulging out of their sockets, making him appear quite frightening.
He clenched his teeth, his cheeks puffed out, and his hands unconsciously formed fists. His nails dug deep into his palms from the force, yet he felt no pain. He Mingfeng opened his mouth, letting out a low, angry roar, about to unleash a torrent of abuse on Fan Junyu, venting all the resentment and discontent he had been holding in.
But just as he was about to unleash a torrent of curses, he caught a glimpse of He Yanxi's icy, chilling gaze out of the corner of his eye. That gaze, like an incomparably sharp ray of cold light, shot straight at him, carrying a terrifying and intimidating force.
He Mingfeng suddenly felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him from head to toe, chilling him to the bone. The words of reprimand that had been rising in his throat seemed to be frozen in place. His body trembled involuntarily, and even his voice dropped eight octaves, as he stammered at Fan Junyu, "Fan...Fan Junyu, didn't I clearly tell you to take those dog paws off me right now? You...why are they still up there? Could it be that you've really gotten addicted to touching them?"
In fact, just moments before, Fan Junyu had removed his hand from He Mingning's head. However, at that moment, He Mingning was startled by He Mingfeng's sudden shout, her face paling. The delicious piece of pork rib that she had just painstakingly picked up with her chopsticks fell straight onto the table with a "thud," like a kite with a broken string.
Seeing this, Fan Junyu quickly reached out and picked up a tempting, fragrant piece of pork rib from the plate, carefully placing it in her bowl. Then, in an extremely gentle tone, he said, "Don't feel bad about wasting it, eat it while it's hot! Otherwise, it won't taste as good when it gets cold." As he spoke, his warm hands seemed to involuntarily stroke He Mingning's head again, as if trying to offer her more comfort and reassurance through this gesture.
He Mingning glanced down at the pork rib in her bowl, her face immediately softening into an expression like that of a docile little lamb. She nodded slightly, gave a soft reply, and then obediently began to enjoy the delicious rib. At that moment, she was completely absorbed in chewing her food, looking every bit like a little gourmet filled with passion and utter focus for food.
However, when He Mingning heard He Mingfeng's words, she instantly looked up like a startled fawn. Her large, watery eyes blinked as she stared at Fan Junyu sitting beside her, her gaze filled with fear and unease.
Seeing this, Fan Junyu quickly and gently patted He Mingning's head again, then comforted her in an even gentler voice, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay. Just keep eating without worry." Reassured by Fan Junyu's thoughtful gesture, He Mingning finally relaxed a little, slowly lowered her head, and once again immersed herself in the delicious process of savoring the ribs. Fan Junyu turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on the little girl who was quietly and obediently eating. He saw the little girl's mouth opening and closing, her cheeks puffed out, looking incredibly cute, which made the corners of his mouth involuntarily curve into a slight smile, a smile as gentle and warm as the spring sun.
Then, he slowly turned his head, staring coldly at He Mingfeng opposite him. His originally gentle face instantly became expressionless, and he said coldly, "Fifth Prince, don't you think you should apologize?"
Upon hearing this, He Mingfeng was first stunned, then his face showed an expression of disbelief. He then retorted loudly, "Apologize? Why should I, this prince, apologize to you? This is utterly absurd!"
However, Fan Junyu was not intimidated by his imposing manner and calmly replied, "Of course not, you are not apologizing to me. Your actions just now frightened Ningning. As her elder brother, shouldn't you apologize to your own sister?"
Hearing this, He Mingfeng frowned and pondered for a moment, seemingly realizing that his behavior just now was indeed somewhat inappropriate. So, he hesitated for a moment, and finally, like a child who had made a mistake, he lowered his head and said softly to He Mingning, "I'm sorry, little sister, I shouldn't have been so loud, I scared you."
Just then, Qin Yaoyao, who had been happily devouring the delicious shrimp, suddenly burst into laughter, like a kitten that had successfully stolen a bite of fish. Her clear, melodious laughter echoed in the air like silver bells. Immediately afterward, He Yanxi and Qin Yunji, sitting nearby, couldn't help but join in the laughter. In an instant, the entire dining room was filled with joyful laughter.
He Mingfeng only then realized what was happening, and was immediately enraged. His face turned bright red, and he roared at Fan Junyu in a fit of rage, "Fan Junyu, stop meddling in my business! Whether I apologize or not is none of your concern! And get your dog paws off my sister's head right now! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!" Qin Yunji had a mocking smile on his face, raised his eyebrows, and said to He Mingfeng with a grin, "Oh ho, I say, He Laowu, you blockhead, you've finally shown some insight today!" As he spoke, he clapped his hands lightly, seemingly quite satisfied with what he had said.
Hearing this, He Mingfeng's eyes widened, burning with rage as he stared intently at Qin Yunji, his chest heaving with fury. His face flushed red with anger, and he roared, "Qin Laowu, are you itching for a beating? How dare you talk to me like that! Believe me or not, I'll teach you a lesson right now, and show you why flowers bloom so red!" However, Qin Yunji seemed completely unfazed by He Mingfeng's threat. He shrugged nonchalantly, a slight smirk playing on his lips, and defiantly replied, "Hmph, what? You think I'm afraid of you? Come and try if you dare!"
Just then, He Mingfeng was about to open his mouth to continue his rebuttal, but suddenly, as if remembering something important, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue. Immediately afterward, he abruptly turned his head, casting a hostile gaze at Fan Junyu sitting beside him. At this moment, He Mingfeng's eyes grew increasingly fierce, like an enraged wild beast. He clenched his teeth, forcing out a sentence: "You… what did you call Aning just now? Ningning? Hmph, how dare you call her that! You shameless, brazen thing, how dare you address her like that? You're simply asking for trouble! I think you clearly deserve a beating!" Having said that, he could no longer suppress his anger. He clenched his fists, waving them in the air, like a ferocious tiger, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced on Fan Junyu.
Facing He Mingfeng's questioning, Fan Junyu remained calm and composed, a slight smile playing on his lips as he chuckled softly. He then spoke slowly and deliberately, "Your Highness, don't waste your energy! With your current abilities, how could you possibly be my match? Besides, the affectionate nickname 'Ningning' was personally agreed upon by Ningning herself!" As he spoke, Fan Junyu glanced at He Mingfeng with a slightly provocative look, his eyes conveying a clear message—"So what if you're angry? Do you dare lay a hand on me?"
Seeing Fan Junyu's arrogant and domineering attitude, He Mingfeng's anger flared instantly, burning fiercely within him. He desperately wanted to rush forward and slap Fan Junyu twice across the face, to teach the man a lesson. However, reason told him that if he acted rashly, he would be no match for Fan Junyu and would only end up humiliating himself. Therefore, despite his extreme anger, He Mingfeng suppressed his impulse, simply staring intently at Fan Junyu with fiery eyes to vent his resentment and dissatisfaction.
Meanwhile, He Mingning was completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere between the two. She was engrossed in enjoying her food, oblivious to everything around her. Just then, He Mingfeng, unwilling to be tricked by Fan Junyu, suddenly turned to He Mingning and asked urgently, "A-Ning, tell me quickly, did you really allow him to call you that?"
Immersed in the delicious food, He Mingning was suddenly startled by her brother's question. She looked up blankly, blinking her large, bright eyes at He Mingfeng. Her face was full of confusion, as if she had no idea what her brother was referring to. Her eyes revealed an innocent bewilderment, as if silently asking, "Huh? What did you just say, brother?"
Seeing this, He Mingfeng sighed helplessly and slowly said, "Fan Junyu told me personally that you agreed to let him call you Ningning." As soon as he finished speaking, He Mingning, who had been in a daze, snapped back to reality as if struck by lightning. Her body stiffened abruptly, as if petrified, and her bright eyes began to dart restlessly left and right, as if she wanted to find a place to hide herself.
He Mingfeng took in his sister's reaction, and no doubt remained. The answer was obvious—it was indeed his sister who had agreed. Thinking this, He Mingfeng snorted coldly, then pressed his lips tightly together, uttering not a word.
In that instant, He Mingning suddenly felt countless eyes staring at her from all around, those gazes like sharp arrows piercing her, catching her completely off guard. Instantly, a strong, burning sensation began at her neck, spreading rapidly like a surging tide, quickly covering her entire face. Her originally fair and delicate skin was now flushed crimson, like a newly ripened, vibrant, and juicy red apple, radiating a captivating glow, making one want to take a bite.
He Mingning felt a surge of panic, overwhelmed with embarrassment. Instinctively, she raised her hands to cover her burning cheeks, as if to shield herself from everyone's gaze. At the same time, she lowered her head, deliberately lowering her voice, and asked softly with a hint of timidity and shyness, "Why...why are you all looking at me like that? Is there something unclean on my face?" As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes darted around, avoiding eye contact with everyone.
Hearing this, Qin Yaoyao, standing to the side, smiled slightly. Her smile was like a flower blooming in spring, gentle and captivating. She slowly shook her head, her movements light and elegant, and then replied in a soft, melodious voice, "No, I'm just a little curious. I really want to know when you and Ayu started getting so close!" With that, Qin Yaoyao blinked her bright eyes, a hint of mischief and teasing in her gaze.