Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 452 - 454: Song Xiaoyue’s Attack (2)_1

Chapter 452: Chapter 454: Song Xiaoyue’s Attack (2)_1

Every time she heard those words, her heart ached intensely, as if someone was deliberately sticking a needle into her.

Again and again, she repeatedly appeared before him, even refusing all the marriage proposals arranged by Lady Song, but he wouldn’t so much as glance at her.

Song Xiaoyue had gradually accepted the fact that he only had room in his heart for Nan Feng.

Yet every time she saw him, she couldn’t control herself. His tall figure, his upright gaze, his unwavering demeanor - always lingered before her eyes.

Some girls are like that - the more unattainable something is, the more they yearn for it.

She later thought, it might suffice to be just a mistress.

Which man of the present age doesn’t have three or four wives or concubines? Even her father Song Cheng had taken Lady Song as a wife under societal pressure. What if he and Nan Feng couldn’t later have children after they married...

Nan Feng saw Song Xiaoyue approaching her, the look in Song Xiaoyue’s eyes seemed rather strange.

She kept staring at herself, with a hint of obstinacy in her smile, and Nan Feng was somewhat puzzled.

Is this what all the young ladies of ancient times were like?

Or maybe the girls in the village were more straightforward, Nan Feng thought.

"Nice to see you, Miss Song," Nan Feng slightly nodded at Song Xiaoyue. The same unwavering attitude made Song Xiaoyue feel that Nan Feng resembled him.

Another pain ached Song Xiaoyue’s heart, but she had to behave as if nothing had happened. After all, she was the daughter of the county chief and couldn’t neglect her manners, so she smiled at Nan Feng: "Miss Nan, it’s been a while since we last met. What brings you to the garden today?"

Nan Feng explained, "I came to find him, but I heard he was still on duty. And I heard that the plum blossoms in the mansion are in full bloom, so I came to take a look."

Song Xiaoyue asked, "Him? Do you all call him like that? I’ve heard Wu Yang and Chen Niannian calling him that way too."

"Yes, we’ve been calling him that since we were in the village," replied Nan Feng.

In Ping Village, "older brother" was merely a nickname, with no difference from nicknames such as "older brother Fu". But now, "older brother" had become an identity, signifying a leader.

Song Xiaoyue mumbled a couple of times, "Older brother, older brother, I used to call him Guard Xia, could I start calling him older brother from now on? Miss Nan wouldn’t mind, right?"

Nan Feng nodded, "If Miss Song thinks it’s appropriate, then go ahead."

"There is no question of appropriateness. My parents have always taught me to respect the virtuous and the mediocre; to not act like a high-ranking young lady, so calling him older brother would certainly not be an issue," she reasoned.

That comment seemed a bit unpleasant. To respect the virtuous and the mediocre - who would that refer to?

Nan Feng always felt that he, a man with such great aspirations, should not limit himself to being a guard. His future path should take him farther and higher. The little Ping County could not limit him; it only depended on whether he was willing to remain here as a guard or was planning to break free.

But that was his choice, and Nan Feng wouldn’t interfere. As for her, she would be wherever he was.

Nan Feng smiled at Song Xiaoyue, then continued to look at the plum blossoms nearby.

Seeing Nan Feng looking at the plum blossoms, Song Xiaoyue smiled again and said, "My mother loves plum blossoms. When we lived in the north, we could see a garden full of plum blossoms. Now that we have moved to the south, my father tried his best, yet could only manage to grow so few. By the way, Miss Nan, you must have never seen a garden full of plum blossoms, have you?"

Nan Feng gave a faint smile, "Only in paintings."