thefictionvixens Chapter 171 Scammed
Chapter 171 Scammed
chapter 171
What exactly does he want to do?
Meng Youcheng stood there, stunned, watching the two of them, singing in unison as if they had planned it beforehand.
Feng Jingsheng's gaze remained fixed on Meng Youcheng, a malicious smile on his face, and he even raised an eyebrow.
He was waiting for Meng Youcheng's reply.
Screw you... damn it, this stupid idiot is pushing his luck!
Song Min jumped up and down excitedly, "That's great... Uncle calls me Teacher Meng, wife... Uncle is so amazing..."
Feng Jingsheng reached out and patted her head, his gaze never leaving Meng Youcheng. "Of course, your uncle..."
"Mr. Feng...!"
Meng Youcheng naively thought that this idiot was just talking casually or trying to amuse Song Min, and that he would naturally explain things clearly after a while. However, seeing that this fool was getting more and more into talking, he obviously had to stop him, otherwise he might really do what Meng Youcheng imagined.
Meng Youcheng gently patted Song Min's head. "Xiao Min, you misunderstood. Your uncle was just teasing you. Your uncle and I are just boss and subordinate. He said you like me a lot, so he brought me home to be his tutor. My relationship with your uncle is not what he said."
Feng Jingsheng had expected this, and nodded in agreement...
Song Min looked somewhat disappointed, but also happy. "It's okay..."
Before the little girl could finish speaking, Meng Youcheng looked up at Feng Jingsheng in front of him and said, "Mr. Feng, please give me some respect. Don't keep talking like that. I know it might be because of your personality, but for me, it makes me feel ashamed and makes it difficult for me to survive in this house."
Feng Jingsheng's smile froze for a few minutes. "Why? What I said... was just a slip of the tongue, meant to cheer Song Min up. Didn't you see how upset she was just now?"
"Besides... there's nothing wrong with being my wife, right? So many people want to be my wife. I'm a powerful and respected young marshal. Not only that, I think I'm very handsome, and my height is perfect. Becoming your husband... shouldn't be a problem, right?"
He pondered for a moment, then said somewhat excitedly, "Is it... that you feel shy and want to be my husband? If so, I'll change my mind next time..."
"Mr. Wind!"
Meng Youcheng interrupted him, "I hope you understand that whoever becomes your wife or husband is just your fantasy, not reality. And if you keep saying that, it will embarrass me greatly. I have no interest in men."
Feng Jingsheng's face was devoid of any smile. He slammed his fist on the table beside him, making a loud noise, gritted his teeth, and sneered, "It's okay... I know..."
"uncle……"
Song Min was clearly startled and looked at him.
Feng Jingsheng looked at the little girl, who looked aggrieved, and pulled her over. "Xiaomin... Uncle has been abandoned. Uncle, such a handsome guy, 185cm tall, with eight-pack abs, and incredibly good-looking, has been abandoned. Did you hear that just now?"
Song Min patted his head, "It's alright, Uncle..."
"But my uncle... really, really likes Teacher Meng, but Teacher Meng..."
He hugged the little girl and started crying, "I don't like my uncle. My uncle is feeling really bad right now. Please talk to Teacher Meng... help my uncle, okay?"
Song Min turned around and stood in front of Meng Youcheng. "Teacher Meng, my uncle..."
"He was faking his crying."
Upon hearing this, Feng Jingsheng immediately cried out excitedly, "I didn't... Look, I'm crying, sob sob sob... I feel so bad, Xiaomin, please help your uncle..."
Song Min didn't turn around, still looking at Meng Youcheng, "Teacher Meng, you're the best, aren't you? Just agree to be with my uncle, he'll treat you really well..."
ah……?
Are these two... putting on an opera?
It's not that I... it's so hard to decide!
Just as Meng Youcheng was in a dilemma, Feng Jingsheng stopped crying and came to them, smiling, "I was just joking, don't take it too seriously..."
Nani?
Dude, you call this a joke?!
He patted Song Min's head. "Xiao Min, don't make things difficult for your teacher Meng. Maybe your uncle really does have some shortcomings. Let's go eat first and not think too much about it."
"Oh……"
……
Whether I should say it or not...
Feng Jingsheng is indeed a lunatic.
Damn it, you were just crying so hard, and suddenly you're saying it's a joke? And is this how you make a joke?
Song Min, that little girl, practically wanted to agree on Meng Youcheng's behalf. Her eyes were practically screaming how pitiful her uncle was, begging him to get together with her, Teacher Meng…
Ugh……
What an unpredictable young man!
Fortunately, at least we were out of trouble.
"Teacher Meng, did you cook this?"
Feng Jingsheng looked at the dishes in front of him, beaming with joy. "Did you make this fish?"
Meng Youcheng belatedly nodded, "Yes..."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Jingsheng added a piece of braised fish to Song Min's bowl, saying, "Eat more, your teacher Meng made this especially for you..."
Meng Youcheng awkwardly scratched his head, thought for a moment, and changed the subject, "Why isn't Song Min's mother here?"
"Oh, my sister..."
As Feng Jingsheng picked up some food, he said, "She has her own home and is managing her company. For the past year or two, Song Min has almost always lived with me..."
"Her...dad..."
Feng Jingsheng looked up and interrupted him, "He's dead. Don't ask."
Meng Youcheng belatedly added, "I'm sorry, I..."
Feng Jingsheng smiled and said, "It's alright, ignorance is no excuse."
Song Min looked at the two of them, "Uncle... are you really not going to be with Teacher Meng? I feel like you two are such a good match!"
Ah...no, what's wrong with this little girl?
Feng Jingsheng sighed, "There's nothing your uncle can do. Relationships are a matter between two people. Your teacher, Ms. Meng, doesn't approve of me, so there's nothing I can do..."
"Teacher Meng..."
Song Min looked at Meng Youcheng and said, "You have no idea, my uncle hasn't laughed like that in a long time..."
Not your younger sister?
Have you been secretly reading domineering CEO novels?
This...this...isn't that what the butler was supposed to say?
Why are you stealing the butler's lines?!
And how the hell am I supposed to answer this?
"I……"
Feng Jingsheng sighed, "Don't worry about your teacher Meng. Your uncle is a pitiful man. He's destined not to be with her. There's nothing you can do about it. You can't force it. Just let your uncle live out his days alone..."
Awesome!
You two deserve a big thumbs up!
Looking at her aggrieved uncle, Song Min felt a pang of sympathy. "Teacher Meng..."
Feng Jingsheng's face was beaming with smiles as he waited for his niece to find him a wife!
Just then, Meng Youcheng put down his chopsticks and said, "Little mouth..."
Feng Jingsheng looked puzzled.
Song Min immediately changed her mind, "I won't say anything!"
Meng Youcheng continued, "Don't talk while eating or sleeping, didn't your teacher teach you that? Back in school...didn't Xiaomin always behave very well?"
Song Min nodded slightly, "I'm sorry, teacher..."
"It's okay, just eat."
Feng Jingsheng scratched his head awkwardly...
Meng Youcheng said, "Xiaomin, when you have time, teach your uncle. He always talks while eating, which is not good. Teach him more."
……
After the meal, everyone took a bath, and the dishes were handed over to the servants to clear away.
Meng Youcheng began teaching Song Min how to do her homework...
At first, Feng Jingsheng was busy doing something in his room. Later, he came out and went to Song Min's room. He wandered around for a while and finally sat down next to Meng Youcheng...
Meng Youcheng glanced at him...
Feng Jingsheng maintained his smile, "I'm here to listen to the lecture."
Meng Youcheng didn't say anything, just watched Song Min do her homework.
The little girl was writing very seriously, and Meng Youcheng did not disturb her. He also failed to notice Feng Jingsheng's actions beside him.
After seeing that the little girl had written it wrong, Meng Youcheng interrupted her, "Think again, is this really how you write this character?"
Song Min belatedly realized and revised, "I just got emotional..."
Meng Youcheng smiled and said, "It's okay, keep writing, no rush."
His last word, "urgent," sounded strange, as if he was trembling as he uttered it.
That's right, before he could finish speaking, Feng Jingsheng's damned hand had already slipped inside his clothes, gently stroking his soft back...
Meng Youcheng looked at him, just about to speak...
Feng Jingsheng moved closer, blocking the view of his hand reaching in. Not only that, he didn't even look into Meng Youcheng's eyes; his eyes were fixed on Xiaomin's homework. He interrupted him, saying, "Teacher Meng is so amazing! I didn't even notice. No wonder you're a teacher; your eyes are so sharp."
His haphazard, aimless groping sent chills down Meng Youcheng's spine.
Meng Youcheng couldn't take it anymore and was just about to speak...
Song Min added, "Of course! Teacher Meng is amazing... his eyesight is incredible..."
Meng Youcheng maintained his smile and was just about to speak...
Seeing this, Feng Jingsheng interrupted him, "So Uncle's choice was not wrong, and it was the right thing to do to have Teacher Meng as the tutor..."
He met Meng Youcheng's gaze. "Right, Professor Meng?"
Meng Youcheng's lips trembled, "Wind..."
Feng Jingsheng's hand remained restless, groping even more actively. His calloused hands felt incredibly comfortable, but unfortunately, the timing and location were wrong, making Meng Youcheng feel extremely frightened...
Feng Jingsheng interrupted him again, "What does Teacher Meng want to say? Think it over carefully... Xiaomin is still here."