Feng Ling smiled and looked at her from the corner of her eyes. âWhatâs wrong with a woman? Canât you faint when a woman smiles at you?â
âHey, hey, hey, stop for a moment.â Qin Shuke raised her hand to stop her. âFeng Ling... oh, no, itâs not Brother Feng Ling, itâs Cousin Feng Ling. Yes, Cousin! Youâre my cousin, just like Feng Mingzhu! But youâre not much older than me, are you?â
As she spoke, she looked at Feng Ling from head to toe for a while. âMaybe youâre still my cousin. Youâre so young, and youâre a woman. Donât use such a seductive expression to speak. Do you know youâre my first love? Do you know that my heart is bleeding when you stand in front of me dressed like this and have such long hair? My youth and my budding love has actually fallen into the hands of a woman disguised as a man. I canât accept this!â
Although Qin Shuke strongly expressed her dissatisfaction, she only walked back and forth between Feng Ling and her. From time to time, she would clench her fists to express her unhappiness.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
However, the polite smile on Feng Lingâs face could not be concealed. After thinking for a while, she picked up her phone and handed it to her.
Qin Shuke raised her eyebrows. âWhat are you doing?â
âDidnât you dream about my phone number back then?â Feng Ling tilted her head. âTake it and record it down.â
Qin Shuke: â...!â
Although she looked very unwilling, Qin Shuke turned her head away arrogantly. âWho wants your phone number? Especially now that youâre a woman. Let me tell you, my sexual orientation is very normal. Iâm only interested in the little brother!â
With that, she suddenly reached out and took Feng Lingâs cell phone. She quickly dialed a number. When her cell phone rang, Qin Shuke saved her number in Feng Lingâs cell phone. The name she saved in her contact list was Qin Shuke.
Feng Ling :â...â
Afterward, Feng Ling went back to her room. Qin Shuke was still unwilling to give up and kept asking her which month she had been born. She kept wondering if Feng Ling was her elder cousin or younger cousin.
When the old man and the old lady woke up and saw that Feng Ling was back, they were so excited that they rushed to Feng Lingâs room to talk to her. Qin Shuke couldnât say anything and could only sit by the side, staring at Feng Ling from time to time and occasionally agreeing with her.
When it was time for breakfast, Qin Shuke took the opportunity to ask Feng Ling about her real birthday. When she learned that Feng Ling was actually older than her by more than half a year, she immediately held her chin with one hand and sighed. âOh, so I still have to call you older cousin.â
Back then, Feng Ling didnât particularly dislike Qin Shuke, who was such a passionate little girl. This kind of straightforward person made her feel relaxed. She rarely interacted with others, but Feng Ling treated Qin Shuke better and could chat with her at the dining table.
âI didnât expect that such a cold and aloof little brother could be so approachable now.â Qin Shuke sighed with emotion. âWhat a pity. Why is she a woman?â
âShuke, what are you talking about?â Mrs. Feng didnât know that Qin Shuke had liked Feng Ling. She thought she was picking a fight and quickly glared at her.
Qin Shuke immediately stuck her tongue out at Feng Ling.
Feng Ling also smiled lightly. âGrandma, itâs okay. Cousin Shuke was just joking with me.â
Seeing that Feng Ling didnât mind, Old Madam Feng was relieved. After all, Shuke often hung out with Mingzhu back then. Although Qin Shuke was straightforward and didnât think much about it, she was afraid that she would be unhappy with Feng Ling because of Feng Mingzhu. But now it seemed that she was too paranoid. Qin Shuke actually liked Feng Ling.
Since their relationship could be harmonious, it was better to strike while the iron was hot.
âShuke, havenât you finished all of your advanced studies outside?â Madam Feng asked as she put food in Qin Shukeâs bowl. âIs it time to settle in America? I donât think you like to go back to Los Angeles. Why donât you find something to do in New York?â
Qin Shuke raised her eyebrows. âSure. Anyway, I donât want to go back to Los Angeles. My parents are too naggy. They have been nagging me since I was young. I still want to be outside.â
Matriarch Feng nodded and turned to look at Feng Ling who was eating quietly. âShuke is also a business major. If you take over the Feng familyâs business, she can help you. The two of you can help each other. This is better than going alone.â
âOh ~ ~ ~â Qin Shuke raised her brows. âGrandaunt, so you want me to accompany Cousin Feng Ling to help you manage the Feng familyâs companies?â
The old lady smiled and glanced at her. âWhat? You donât want to?â
Qin Shuke blinked and turned to look at Feng Ling. âIâm fine with anything. It depends on whether Cousin is willing to let me stay by her side to help.â
Feng Ling put down the cutlery in her hand and looked at Qin Shuke seriously for a while. Then she asked, âOf course Iâm willing, but I have to confirm one thing for you.â
âWhat is it? Cousin, tell me.â
âYour sexual orientation is fine, right?â
Qin Shuke :â...â
Grandfather Feng and Madam Feng: â...?â
Qin Shuke rolled her eyes at the plate in front of her. âDonât worry. I like men!â
âEn, letâs go together.â Feng Ling remained composed.
Qin Shuke rolled her eyes at her and gritted her teeth.
How infuriating.
Why did she leave a lace impression on Feng Ling? She definitely only liked men, okay? In the past, she liked the version of Feng Ling who was a little brother. Now that she had such a strong aura, not only did she not have thisâ sexinessâ, but even if she really liked women, she might not be able to handle Feng Ling.
Matriarch Feng smiled and turned to Elder Feng. âWe donât understand what young people talked about, haha.â
Grandfather Feng also looked at Feng Ling with a smile. âItâs good that Shuke is helping you. We can also be more at ease. Donât quarrel. If thereâs anything unhappy, just tell us. We watched Shuke grow up. We know her temper. She doesnât have any complicated thoughts. Sheâs just a bit impatient. Feng Ling, you should take care of her. If you canât take it anymore, just tell us.â
âAiya, itâs good enough that Cousin didnât bully me. How can you say that I have a bad temper?â Qin Shuke was unhappy. He turned to Feng Ling. âWith her skills, I canât even beat ten of her. What can I do to her? No matter how you look at it, Iâm the one who is at a disadvantage, okay?â