Chapter 96
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"Young Lord Feng, do you have something to say?" Mayor Bi chuckled. "Young Lord Feng, you're the matchmaker. You have to attend the wedding. Hahaha —"
Feng Xun stared at Mayor Bi as if he was looking at an idiot. He had thought that the man wasn't an idiot, but it turned out that he was.
"I don't think I'm going to attend the wedding." Feng Xun gave him a half-smile.
Mayor Bi and Feng Yiran said in unison, "Young Lord Feng, are you going back to the imperial capital already?"
Feng Xun darted a look at Jun Linyuan. Although the look on his face didn't change, anyone who knew Jun Linyuan well could tell that he was in a bad mood, and the crown prince liked to kill whenever he was in a bad mood.
"Back to the imperial capital?" Feng Xun rubbed his chin and glanced at Feng Wu. He didn't want to leave Northern Border City just because of this wedding.
"What's that?" Feng Yiran asked curiously.
For a young lord like Feng Xun, he could stop the whole thing with one word, but he wasn't going to. Because … why would he help this pretentious girl? He wouldn't do anything that wouldn't benefit him.
Feng Xun glanced at Feng Wu in satisfaction. Feng Wu was the one in trouble, and it had nothing to do with him. Hence, he decided to sit back and watch to see if the girl was as smart as she had been five years ago.
However, Feng Wu grabbed Feng Xun's hand at that moment and pulled him to the side.
"What are you doing? A gentleman uses his tongue, not his fists. Don't touch me! You'll taint my innocence! "Feng Xun stared at Feng Wu with a straight face.
Feng Wu stared at Feng Xun as if she was looking at a lunatic and said in a low voice, "Help me with this."
Seeing that Feng Wu was begging him, Feng Xun gloated. Raising his chin proudly, he said in a bossy tone, "I'm not the one being forced into a marriage. What do I have to do with you? Why would I help you?"
Feng Wu said calmly, "How about we make a deal?"
Feng Xun was curious. "What kind of deal?"
"Don't you want to eat these spicy Sichuan delicacies?"
Feng Xun stomped his foot. "Who said that?! Don't accuse me! "
"Alright. I'll never cook for you again, then."
Feng Xun flared up. "How dare you!"
Feng Wu raised an eyebrow, rested her hands on her waist, and glared at him. "Let's see if I dare."
"You … you … you woman! How can you be so rude?!" Feng Xun glared at Feng Wu. "You're such a rude and hot-tempered girl. Tsk tsk, you really know how to act! "
Feng Wu threw a dirty look at Feng Xun. She didn't have time to bicker with him, so she went straight to the point. "If you help me with this, I'll make you a spicy Sichuan cuisine. You can have the entire table and you can have it all!"
Feng Xun's eyes lit up when he heard that. He wiped the drool off his face and almost said yes!
But he still shook his head out of habit. "A meal? How was that possible? Three meals! "
"Two meals, that's all. If you don't agree, I'll do it myself —" Feng Wu turned to leave.
"Hey, wait!" Feng Xun pushed Feng Wu behind him, then walked up to them with his hands on his waist. "What were you two talking about?"
Feng Yiran and Mayor Bi exchanged looks. They had no idea what Feng Wu and the young lord had been whispering to each other in the corner. Was Feng Wu up to something?
"We were talking about Feng Wu and Bi Liangdong's marriage …" Feng Liu said with a smile.
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