Traps

Feng Xun stared at Feng Wu. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," Feng Wu said. "I have my own plan."

"Alright. I'm right next door. Call me if you need me." Feng Xun rubbed Feng Wu's head. She had some fluffy hair on her temples which looked very adorable, especially when she puffed out her cheeks and glared at him like she was doing now. It was so cute, hahaha —

"Hands off —" Feng Xun dashed off before Feng Wu could glare at him, laughing all the way back.

Feng Xun left as abruptly as he had arrived, like a tornado.

However, the guests remained astonished.

"Is Feng Wu that familiar with Young Lord Feng?" Lady Qian was the first to speak. "I didn't know that —"

Mrs Zuo's face darkened a little.

Next to her, Mrs Zhao said, "Everyone knows that Young Lord Feng is His Royal Highness's good friend. If Feng Wu is on such good terms with Young Lord Feng, can it be that… His Royal Highness is also quite familiar with her?"