The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 905 - 612: Jun Moqing is treated as a “tender grass,” her grandfather won’t coax her so helps to coax_3

Chapter 905: Chapter 612: Jun Moqing is treated as a “tender grass,” her grandfather won’t coax her so helps to coax_3

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Jun Moqing, "What does it matter if you’re young? You still have a mother complex."

Like a curious baby, yet also like a studious baby, Susu would ask whenever she encountered something she didn’t understand.

"Grandma, what is a mother complex?"

Feng Qingyan felt she should still be careful with her words, just in case she led the child astray.

"It means liking women much older than oneself because of a lack of maternal love, that’s roughly the idea."

"Oh." Susu thoughtfully lowered her head and took a candy out of her pocket, offering it to Jun Moqing, "Grampa, Mommy gave this to me, now I’m giving it to you, so you won’t lack anymore."

Jun Moqing: "..."

Feng Qingyan: "..."

"Thank you, Susu." Jun Moqing took the candy from her hand, then looked at Feng Qingyan, "I don’t have a mother complex, and, I’m older than you."

Feng Qingyan was almost speechless, thinking that even if a child couldn’t understand due to their age, this grown man should, but here he was, blatantly lying and treating her like a fool～

"Qingrong, how old does he look to you?"

Qingrong replied, "Not yet thirty."

"Did you hear that? It’s not just me who thinks you’re young, my maid thinks so too." Feng Qingyan casually nibbled on a tea snack, "I’m not very old myself this year, only thirty-eight."

Jun Moqing said, "Hmm, I am forty-two."

Feng Qingyan’s chewing paused, and as she looked at Jun Moqing again, he showed no signs of being forty-two—no fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his skin was so pale one couldn’t even see the pores.

Even at close quarters, her skin wasn’t that flawless.

"Who are you trying to deceive?"

Jun Moqing said calmly, "You don’t have to believe it, after all, I look younger than you."

Feng Qingyan: "..." Although it was true, such vanity really wasn’t admirable.

"Even if you’re forty-two, I still don’t know you, so, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I have things to do, so I’ll be going now, and let’s not meet again."

As Feng Qingyan stood to leave, she found her wrist was grabbed once more, and when she looked up, the man was standing in front of her, his cool, indifferent eyes staring at her.

He had been sitting opposite her just a moment ago, but in the time it took to stand up, he’d moved in front of her—such speed was not something ordinary people possessed.

Jun Moqing’s voice was cold: "Where are you going?"

Feng Qingyan said irritably, "Where I go is none of your business. Men and women should not have physical contact, understand? Let go of me right now."

Jun Moqing not only did not let go but held on tighter. After nearly twenty years of separation, he’d finally found her; how could he easily let go?

"You are my wife, what’s wrong with that?"

Feng Qingyan: "..."

"I’m certainly not a three-year-old child. How come I don’t know I have a husband?"

Feng Qingyan sensed something was amiss and looked down to see Susu clutching her thigh, the child’s innocent face earnestly gazing at her.

"Grandma, please don’t go, okay? I’ll give you another candy."

Feng Qingyan: "..." Were this big one and the little one in cahoots?

She couldn’t argue with a child, but surely she could still argue with an adult?

"I’ve said that’s not the case, why don’t you believe me? Are you lacking women?"

"Not lacking." Jun Moqing paused for a moment, then added, "But lacking a wife."

Feng Qingyan: "..."

Jun Moqing continued, "I’ll take you to see Xiao Jiu."

Feng Qingyan was nearly rendered speechless by the relentless pestering of a rogue, who, ironically, lacked any air of hooliganism. If she called out sexual harassment, she figured she’d be the one getting chased and beaten!

"Who’s Xiao Jiu?"

Jun Moqing said, "Our daughter."

Feng Qingyan was at a loss for words. There it was, even a daughter had come into play... which would make sense, given the granddaughter already existed.

But in front of her, it was just plain absurd.

A man who evidently wasn’t even thirty insisting he was forty-two.

And her, who’d always been single, he was claiming to be his wife.

"It seems like you’re set on not letting me go?"

Jun Moqing asked, "If I let you go, where would I search for you?"

Feng Qingyan, now also temperamental, retorted, "Then I must leave."

"Is that so?" He spoke with his usual unperturbed tone, but with confidence.

Feng Qingyan cast her eyes down at the hand clasping her wrist, aesthetically pleasing yet irritating.

"Let go of me first."

"Alright." Jun Moqing complied and let go of her, then he picked up Susu and instructed, "Xue Huai, hold Susu for me."

Xue Huai stepped forward and took Susu from his master’s arms.

Susu looked on with a puzzled face at Feng Qingyan and Jun Moqing, unsure of their intentions, feeling as though they were on the verge of a fight.

While Jun Moqing was picking up Susu, Feng Qingyan took the chance to turn and run outside.

Jun Moqing knew at a glance that her Kung Fu was extremely formidable. Without knowing the extent of her skills, it was better to leave this place of potential trouble. Her lightness skill was quite good, after all.

Seeing her run, Jun Moqing didn’t get angry but instead followed her with a surge of speed.