Feng Yuan’s skill at making people angry was still quite strong.
His chubby little hands went to his waist, his momentum practically bursting forth.
Bella looked at the little fellow’s scornful yet provocative gaze, then listened to his nonstop prattling in that childish milky voice.
At this moment, she felt both stung to the eye and harsh to the ear.
“Shut up!”
Seeing that she couldn’t out-argue a child, Bella’s face flushed crimson. She instinctively raised her hand.
The wind of her palm swept through the air.
Before this slap could land on Feng Yuan, Madam Fang rushed over in a hurry: “Bella, stop!”
From where Madam Fang was, she ran over. But it was already too late.
Fortunately, Feng Yuan wasn’t the type to obediently stand still and take a beating.
He dodged to the side, avoiding that slap.
“Evil witch! You hit children!”
“You’re really bad!”
Feng Yuan wasn’t struck, but that slap still made him furious.
Seeing that Bella looked about ready to faint from agitation, Madam Fang’s gaze sank, and he called people over: “Madam Bella’s body isn’t well. Quickly send her back and let her see the family doctor.”
What Madam Fang was doing was, in disguise, chasing the guest away.
Bella was unwilling to leave.
She pointed at Feng Yuan, her fingertip even trembling a little.
“Fang! This child offended me!”
“I will not let this go!”
Bella was still fuming with anger, but Madam Fang’s stance was one of protecting the little fellow.
“Bella, why are you fussing with a little child? He’s only three years old. Could it be that your heart isn’t broad enough to tolerate a three-year-old child?!”
“Just now, you raised your hand against him. That truly caught me off guard.”
“Bella, if the scene of you bullying a child gets exposed, do you think your family’s reputation can still be maintained?”
These blatantly threatening words from Madam Fang made Bella, who was already half-dead with rage, almost grind her teeth to pieces.
Furiously, she turned around and, without letting anyone escort her, she strode straight out the door.
Once Bella had left, Fang Fang bent down and stroked Feng Yuan’s little cheek.
“Our Yuan Yuan was so mighty just now.”
Fang Fang had a pair of smiling eyes shaped like crescent moons. When she smiled at Feng Yuan, he couldn’t help but grin back a little.
“Yuan Yuan didn’t keep quarreling.”
Although Feng Yuan was being praised, his little head already knew that quarreling wasn’t something a good child should do.
So, he deliberately added an explanation: “Yuan Yuan usually doesn’t quarrel!”
“Mm, Grandma knows.”
Fang Fang pinched his cheeks. As she pinched, she ended up scooping him up into her arms.
The little fellow was soft and small. Holding him felt simply too good.
Fang Fang had always liked children.
Now that she had this pretty and adorable little child, Feng Yuan, right in front of her, she simply couldn’t control her hands.
“Have you seen your Uncle Yu Yi before?”
“I’ve seen him.”
Feng Yuan had seen Uncle Yu Yi, but the other always seemed to be in a rush. He hadn’t really had the chance to get along with him.
“Your Uncle Yu Yi is about to worry me to death. Even now, he still hasn’t gotten married.”
Yu Yi and Li Sheng had grown up together.
Now Li Sheng’s child was already three years old, yet her Yu Yi was still single, not even willing to meet a blind date.
Just thinking about it made Fang Fang feel distressed.
She truly didn’t know what was going on in that child’s head.
When he was younger, he had clearly seemed to have quite the playboy manner.
Back then, she always worried Yu Yi would become a father too early, but now—
She was even afraid that if Yu Yi stayed single like this, he might never become a father in this lifetime.
“Uncle Yu will get married.”
Feng Yuan tilted his little head, wanting to say that Uncle Yu Yi already had someone.
And if there was someone, then of course marriage would follow.
But his words seemed not to be understood by Grandma Fang.
Grandma Fang grumbled a few more lines, then dropped the subject and continued doting on Feng Yuan with affection.
She also picked up her phone to check.
On the phone, the video showed that it had already been disconnected a few minutes ago.
Looking carefully, Fang Fang realized it seemed she herself had accidentally hung up.
With one hand pressing on the voice button in the chat window, she sent a message over.
“I just accidentally tapped it. Do you still want to continue the video call?”
There was no reply from the other side.
Seeing this, Fang Fang didn’t continue trying to video again.
She was still holding Feng Yuan in her arms.
She worried that if she called again, Frida’s reaction upon seeing Feng Yuan might make Feng Yuan sad.
It had also been some time since she last saw Frida.
Right now, she still didn’t know whether Frida had truly, completely given up on the Li family and on the Li family’s child.
“Yuan Yuan, how about Grandma holds you and we go look at the paintings?”
“Okay!”
Feng Yuan obediently nodded and followed Grandma Fang to see the paintings.
Fang Fang’s paintings had very high evaluations within the industry. One of her works had once been auctioned for over ten million.
“Yuan Yuan, Grandma will paint you a portrait. Do you want one?”
Holding the little one in her arms, inspiration struck as Fang Fang strolled around. She wanted to paint Feng Yuan.
Feng Yuan didn’t agree right away.
He blinked his big, watery, round eyes and, in a soft, milky voice, asked, “Grandma, will painting Yuan Yuan make you tired?”
He even made a gesture on purpose.
“Yuan Yuan’s big, drawing a Yuan Yuan is so tiring!”
“Not tired, not tired.”
Fang Fang was warmed right in her heart by the little fellow’s words, her brows and eyes full of smiles: “Grandma painting Yuan Yuan isn’t tiring at all!”
Right now, she wished she could paint ten or eight portraits of Feng Yuan in one breath!
This little Yuan Yuan of hers was just too sensible and considerate.
Fang Fang held Feng Yuan as she walked in a circle. She nearly wanted to hand over all her possessions to the little one.
She kissed the little fellow’s bun-like face, her eyes filled with deep regret.
“Yuan Yuan, if only you were my Yu Yi’s son.”
That way, she could openly and righteously keep the little one by her side.
“Mm, Uncle Yu wants to be Yuan Yuan’s godfather.”
It was just that his big dad hadn’t agreed.
When Fang Fang heard the words “godfather”, her eyes instantly lit up.
“Godfather is great! If Yu Yi becomes your godfather, then Grandma is also your god-grandma.”
Other than a real grandmother, a god-grandma was closer than an ordinary grandma.
Fang Fang’s eyes were bright as she immediately went to the studio, picked out the painting she was most satisfied with, and gifted it to Feng Yuan.
“Take this painting home. If you want to hang it up at home, hang it up. If you want to keep it in storage, that’s fine, too. Or if you want to sell it, I won’t mind. In short, this is Grandma’s meeting gift for you.”
Feng Yuan: “?”
Feng Yuan’s little face was blank. He touched his pendant.
“Yuan Yuan already has a meeting gift.”
This little pendant was something he quite liked.
“One pendant is too little. Adding a painting is still too little. It’s all Grandma’s fault for not preparing enough for you.”
As Fang Fang spoke, she even felt a little guilty.
Before meeting Feng Yuan, she truly hadn’t expected that she would get along with this little fellow so well.
She hadn’t expected that she would like him this much either.
Feng Yuan felt Grandma Fang’s affection. His little heart was also very happy.
“Grandma.”
He called Fang Fang.
The next second, a soft, damp little kiss landed on Fang Fang’s cheek.
Fang Fang: “!”
Inside, Fang Fang let out a silent scream.
Looking at the little fellow who had taken the initiative to kiss her, her eyes grew wet.
“Yuan Yuan, Grandma really wants to steal you home.”
Feng Yuan: “……”
Feng Yuan touched her face, shook his little head, and coaxed her: “Grandma can’t steal Yuan Yuan. Yuan Yuan still has to go home and find Dad.”
The big one and the little one stayed outside, enjoying themselves together.
No one knew how much time had passed.
The three people inside the lounge came out together.
Their conversation seemed not to have gone very well, as none of their faces looked relaxed.
Yu Lian, in particular, was muttering and grumbling, looking as though he had been wronged.
Fang Fang came forward, bringing Feng Yuan with her.
As soon as she walked over, Yu Lian started tattling to her: “These two have been speaking in riddles the whole time. Talking to them is exhausting. They keep ignoring me. It’s really driving me mad.”
“This is my territory, yet the two of them actually don’t take me seriously at all!”
Yu Lian was complaining about the two right in front of Li Heng and Brother Zhu.
And those two didn’t even so much as blink an eyelid.
Fang Fang looked at her still-displeased husband and gave a cold snort.
“Stop complaining about others and reflect more on yourself. It must be that you’re too dumb, that’s why you can’t understand what people are saying. Even talking to you is tiring.”
“When has talking to me ever been tiring?! My IQ is two hundred thirty-three!”
“Yeah, right, blow your horn. Einstein’s highest IQ was only 165, and you’re saying 233? I think you’re just a 150.”
The couple started bickering again. Feng Yuan watched their quarrel with fresh curiosity, his gaze glued on them without blinking.
Afraid the little fellow would pick up bad habits, Li Heng simply picked Feng Yuan up and carried him away.
He walked ahead, while the others followed behind.
“Hey, Li Heng! How can you just leave like that?”
“Brother Zhu, hurry up and catch up. We agreed to eat together.”
Just Yu Lian’s voice alone managed to create a lively atmosphere.
They lingered at the art exhibition for a short while.
Brother Zhu bought a painting, saying he wanted to take it back for his collection.
Fang Fang didn’t stand on ceremony with him either. As usual, she charged him a friendship price.
After the group left the art exhibition, seeing that it was still early for lunch, they simply went to a nearby mall to spend some time.
Inside the mall was a children’s playground.
This was Feng Yuan’s absolute favorite.
Li Heng paid for him and let him play inside for nearly an hour.
The restaurant for the meal was chosen by Yu Lian.
At this moment, Yu Lian was talking with Fang Fang, the couple discussing who-knows-what.
Brother Zhu stood beside Li Heng, keeping him company as they both watched Feng Yuan.
“You still haven’t answered me today. Do you trust me or not?”
“Brother Zhu, do you think I should trust you?”
Li Heng threw back at Brother Zhu the very question he was always asking.
He thought Brother Zhu would be left speechless.
But Brother Zhu, without the slightest pause, replied: “Of course you should trust me.”
“No matter what, I would never harm you.”
“Li Heng, you once saved me. My life belongs to you. How could I possibly harm you?”
When Brother Zhu said these things, his tone sounded casual, but his expression was very serious.
The two of them had a very deep bond.
When they were younger, Li Heng had saved Brother Zhu’s life—not just once.
“Fine, I believe you wouldn’t harm me.”
Li Heng shifted his gaze from his little grandson inside the children’s playground back onto Brother Zhu’s face.
Bit by bit, his eyes grew cold: “Then tell me. Did you harm my family?”
“The feng shui you designed for me has protected my life all these years.”
“But this feng shui… for the rest of my family, is it a blessing or a curse?”
Li Heng’s questioning finally made Brother Zhu fall silent again.
He no longer answered.
And his silence, too, silently confessed the truth.
The feng shui of the Li family’s old residence only protected Li Heng alone.
For the rest of the Li family, living here for a long time would only cause their mental state to worsen more and more.
In the end, even death was possible.
Put bluntly, this feng shui borrowed the breaths of the other Li family members to nourish a single strand of baleful energy.
This baleful energy was extremely ominous for others, yet for Li Heng, it was something beneficial.
This strand of baleful energy would not harm him. It would only protect him.
Li Heng could not accept this fact.
“Brother Zhu, where is the Gu Diao? The Gu Diao carved on the copper coins you buried underground, where is it?”
Li Heng didn’t want to waste more useless words with Brother Zhu.
Right now, he only wanted to know where the Gu Diao was.
Feng Qi had said, the Gu Diao was a great omen of calamity. If it was released into the world, who knew how many people would suffer.
“Don’t want to say.”
When Brother Zhu heard him bring up the Gu Diao, his attitude immediately hardened.
He was unwilling to say.
Not only did he refuse, but he lazily leaned against the railing, deliberately teasing him: “The Gu Diao, when it takes human form, is very handsome.”
“I’ve had decades of friendship with you, and I’ve had the same with him.”
“You want me to hand him over. I’d die of heartache.”
Brother Zhu’s unserious words made Li Heng’s brows furrow tightly.
“Do you even know what you’re saying? The Gu Diao is a great omen of calamity. If you keep company with him, nothing good will come to you!”
“Stop being so stubbornly deluded.”
But Brother Zhu acted as if he hadn’t heard a single word of what Li Heng said.
With a smile at the corner of his mouth, he didn’t cooperate in the slightest.
Li Heng lifted his gaze to look at him, the furrow in his brow showing no sign of easing.
By the afternoon.
Feng Yuan finished his meal and went home with Grandpa.
He still didn’t know how the conversation between Grandpa and Grandpa Zhu had turned out.
Anyway, for him, the outing in the morning had been quite fun.
“Grandpa, look, I packed this for Dad.”
On the way home in the car, Feng Yuan showed Grandpa a dessert he had packed himself.
The dessert was made exquisitely.
Just looking at it made Feng Yuan reluctant to eat it.
He resisted his craving, wanting to take it home and eat it together with Dad.
Dad also loved sweets.
Li Heng patted his head and praised him for being so filial.
Feng Yuan raised his head and looked at Grandpa. After staring for a few seconds, he suddenly stretched out his chubby little hand and broke off a piece of the exquisite dessert.
With a piece missing, the dessert wasn’t as delicate as before.
But Feng Yuan held up the dessert and brought it to Grandpa’s lips.
“Grandpa, don’t be unhappy. Eat cake-cake.”
Li Heng had matters weighing on his heart. Though his face didn’t show it, Feng Yuan still sensitively sensed that his emotions were off.
Once the little fellow noticed, he immediately tried to coax Grandpa.
Under his coaxing, Li Heng’s tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed a little.
Very soon.
Grandpa and grandson returned home.
As soon as Feng Yuan got back, he went to look for Dad. He searched all around, but couldn’t find him anywhere.
After asking the servants, Feng Yuan learned that Dad had gone out in the morning and hadn’t returned since.
“Dad’s been gone for such a long, long time.”
For Feng Yuan, half a day already felt like a very, very long time.
Not seeing Dad come home, he felt a strange panic in his chest.
“Grandpa, Yuan Yuan misses Dad.”
While Feng Yuan was looking for Dad, Li Heng was also calling his two dads.
The strange thing was—
Neither of their phones could be reached.
Feng Yuan even used his own smartwatch to call, trying for quite a while, but he couldn’t get through either.
At that, he finally couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Yuan Yuan wants to go find Dad.”
The little fellow hugged the dessert box he couldn’t bear to eat, his eyes brimming with tears, his milky voice dragging into a sob.
Grandpa Zhu had already gone home.
The two dads who had gone to Grandpa Zhu’s house in the morning, why hadn’t even one of them come back!
Worried about Dad, Feng Yuan wiped his tears and was about to rush outside.
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