Mo Chen smiled gently, shook his head, and said slowly: "Father, you don't understand Feng Jiu. She also has a strange temper."
The head of the Nalan family was startled and asked, "What's the strange temper?"
"She never flatters or curries favor with others, nor does she like others to flatter or curry favor with her. If someone catches her eye, she will treat him/her differently even if he/she is weak and not worth a second look. If someone doesn't catch her eye, she won't even bother to look at him/her even if he/she is strong or powerful."
He smiled at his father and said, "In fact, I am not close to her. If we are serious, I am just someone sent by the master to protect her. So, father, don't try to use me to build a relationship with her. The foundation of the Nalan family is enough for the Nalan family to gain a foothold in Baichuan City. Don't do something empty. Otherwise, not only will you not be taken seriously, but on the contrary, people will look down on you."
He put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, brushed his robe lightly, and said slowly: "Come to think of it, I haven't been to see her for a few days. I'll go over today and I won't be back for dinner tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked out. His steps were light and graceful, like a banished immortal walking on clouds. Even his father and younger brother were stunned.
"This bastard!"
The head of the Nalan family cursed inwardly but could not get angry, because he knew that he was reminding them not to do anything inappropriate.
"Father, I'm going with my elder brother." Nalan Ziyan said, and without waiting for his father to respond, he quickly chased after him: "Brother, wait for me, I'm going too!"
Watching his two sons leave, the head of the Nalan family shook his head and walked out with his hands behind his back.
Feng Mansion
Coming here for the first time, Nalan Ziyan followed his brother and looked around like a country bumpkin entering the city, exclaiming in a low voice: "Oh my God! There is a formation in this place! Who set up this formation? I definitely can't get in by myself!"
"This Feng Mansion looks very ordinary from the outside, but who would have thought that there is so much inside. Brother, look, the pavilions and corridors here are even more exquisite than ours."
"Is there some powerful person hiding in here? Why do I feel like I've been watched since I came in?"
Nalan Ziyan, who was following Mo Chen, was muttering softly. Because he was not looking ahead, he unexpectedly bumped into his brother who suddenly stopped in front of him. He could not help but touch his nose and smiled awkwardly.
"Brother, why did you stop so suddenly?"
Mo Chen looked at him, shook his head, and said, "Don't make a fuss. After all, you are the second son of the Nalan family. How can I dare to take you out next time if you are like this?"
Hearing this, Nalan Ziyan's face turned slightly red, but he still nodded seriously: "Well, I understand."
As he was talking, he saw a cold and beautiful woman in black clothes walking towards him from a distance. When he saw the woman in black with a unique temperament, he couldn't help but pull his brother's sleeve and said, "Brother, who is that girl?"
Mo Chen followed his gaze and said, "Her name is Leng Shuang, and she is someone close to Feng Jiu." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the way his younger brother was staring at Leng Shuang, and he couldn't help but warn him, "People around Feng Jiu are not easy to mess with. Put away your thoughts and don't even think about messing with her."