Miss Feng Wu Is Awesome

Feng Xun's eyes widened and he took Lin Ling by the arm!

Startled, Lin Ling stared at Feng Xun. "And you are…"

This was such a nice-looking teenager. His lips were pink, his teeth were so shiny, and he looked so refreshing. Lin Ling had never met such a handsome young man before and she was a little dazed.

As smart as Feng Xun was, he realized that he wouldn't get his answer in the normal way, so he smirked and asked, "You didn't mean Feng Wu, right? That useless fifth daughter of the Feng family?"

Lin Ling's face darkened at those words.

Enraged, she threw off Feng Xun's hand and glared at him. "What was that supposed to mean? Who did you call useless? Miss Wu is awesome! She's everything but useless!"

Lin Ling's friend was called Song Yuxin, who was also a fan of Feng Wu. Right now, the gentle girl was also glowering at Feng Xun.

Feng Xun was at a loss.

He was the young lord of Northern Feng Mansion and someone sought after by so many young women in the imperial capital. Why was he getting attacked all of a sudden?

Feng Xun snapped, "What? Did I say something wrong? Feng Wu is wasted, isn't she? Plus, she's so dull and lifeless and boring…"

"Hey!" Lin Ling was genuinely pissed. Resting her hands on her waist, she scowled at Feng Xun. "What's wrong with you?! You look all decent and fancy, but you're so rude! What did Miss Wu ever do to you to deserve such awful words?!"

Feng Xun gestured at himself. "I – I said awful words about her?"

"Yes, you! What did you say just then? Miss Wu is dull? Lifeless? Boring? That's just a load of bullshit! Miss Wu is lively and cheerful and passionate! She's nothing like what you say!" Lin Ling was never shy with her words and she retorted angrily!

To Lin Ling, Feng Wu was not only her family's savior, but also her most sacred and admired idol as well. She couldn't stand any comments against Feng Wu, even the slightest one!

"That's right!" Song Yuxin, who was a little younger than Lin Ling, rested her hands on her waist as well and chimed in.

Like any other normal teenage boy, Feng Xun couldn't stand Lin Ling's sharp criticism.

He smirked. "Feng Wu isn't dull? Heh, I've seen it myself. There's firsthand information!"

The girl barely left her bedchamber now and obeyed every single rule written in the book of discipline. She might as well be living in a wooden box…

Lin Ling smirked back at him. "Sister Feng Wu is bright, warm, and ready to help anyone! That's firsthand information, too!"

"That's right!" Song Yuxin confirmed loudly.

Feng Xun snickered. "Common girls like you can see her with your own eyes? You've got to be kidding me."

It wasn't that Feng Xun looked down on them, but to him, Feng Wu was living such a confined life that he couldn't imagine her walking around on the streets.

"Teehee —" Lin Ling chuckled, then threw a contemptuous look at Feng Xun. "What a waste of that pretty face of yours. I never thought you could be so condescending! I know, I know, we commoners are too unworthy of young masters like you, but Sister Feng Wu isn't like you!"