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Volume 3: Chapter 1347

"No, how could I dislike you?" Mo Qianyi said with a doting smile.

"But you said I'm fat." Feng Qiyue complained angrily.

"I'm not fat, I'm plump." Mo Qianyi corrected her.

"Is there any difference?" Feng Qiyue said speechlessly.

"Of course there is a difference. Fat doesn't sound good, but round is an adjective." Mo Qianyi said seriously.

Feng Qiyue: "..." So angry!

"My Emperor, Queen Fox, and the ancestors of the Cang family are here." Just when Feng Qiyue was secretly sulking, the Black Fox Butler came and reported.

"Does he come often?" Feng Qiyue asked Mo Qianyi.

"Often." Mo Qianyi said.

"Is there anything serious?" Feng Qiyue asked again.

"No, I just want to see you, but you have been in retreat." Mo Qianyi said matter-of-factly.

"You want to see me, but you have nothing to do? Then why are you seeing me? Are you full? If you don't see me, tell him to get lost!" Feng Qiyue said angrily.

"Then he will come again next time." Mo Qianyi reminded calmly.

"He is so free! By the way, is the smell of the Cang family gone?" Feng Qiyue continued to ask, calculating the time, it should be almost there.

"Well, so, he has been coming more frequently recently," Mo Qianyi said.

"Has the sixteenth elder of the Cang family gone back?" Feng Qiyue thought for a while and asked again.

"I told him to get lost yesterday." Mo Qianyi said expressionlessly.

"Where are Mingran and the others?" Feng Qiyue continued.

"I took Dong Jingrou back to hell with me. I said I would come back to see you when I have time." Mo Qianyi said with a smile.

"They have a conscience." Feng Qiyue said with satisfaction, and then said, "Since the ancestor of the Cang family always comes, then I, the young lady, should go and attack him, otherwise, he will be too annoying."

In fact, she was angry because her Ninth Prince said she was fat, but she was reluctant to take it out on her own man, so she naturally had no choice but to use the Cang family ancestor as a punching bag.

When she went out to meet the ancestors of the Cang family, the expression on Feng Qiyue's face was truly serious as never before.

"Little girl, are you still angry with your uncle?" Seeing Feng Qiyue like this, the Cang family ancestor couldn't help but smile.

"Hmph! I heard that your fake uncle always runs here?" Feng Qiyue said arrogantly.

"I have something to ask you." The ancestor of the Cang family was afraid that Feng Qiyue would not give him a chance to finish his sentence, so he threw out the bait first.

"I don't think there is anything to discuss between me and your fake uncle." Feng Qiyue said seriously.

"Little girl, you are quite angry. It has been more than half a year, and you are still angry? You know, my uncle comes here every three days to find you and apologize to you sincerely. Unfortunately, he has never been able to see you.

,Alas!" After hearing Feng Qiyue's words, the Cang family ancestor couldn't help but sighed helplessly.

"There's no need to apologize, let's just talk about it!" Feng Qiyue didn't want to hear the old man's ink, so she urged.

"You are still impatient." The ancestor of the Cang family teased, and then said confidently, "Girl, uncle comes to you for good reasons!"

At this point, he paused deliberately to show off his words.

Feng Qiyue, however, did not answer any questions and still maintained a serious expression.

"Isn't it a good thing that you're not curious, little girl?" Seeing this, the ancestor of the Cang family could only ask proactively.

"If you're not curious, this is really a good thing. You may not come to me." Feng Qiyue said in a very sincere manner.
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