The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 919 - 617: The Daughter Takes Her Surname, It’s Over, Completely Fallen_2

Chapter 919: Chapter 617: The Daughter Takes Her Surname, It’s Over, Completely Fallen_2

Feng Qingyan felt it was necessary to clarify something, "...If you’re all so enthusiastic, wouldn’t it be awkward if one day it turns out I’m not your mother, or your father’s wife?"

Feng Wuyou said, "I believe father, he says you are my mother, then you are."

Feng Qingyan looked up at Jun Moqing. His eyes were even more beautiful than phoenix eyes, clear and cold yet very bright.

"What if he’s mistaken?"

"That won’t happen, Mother may not know, but I’ve also lost my memory before. Everyone said I was Feng Wuyou, but I didn’t feel like it myself, because..." Feng Wuyou leaned into Feng Qingyan’s ear and whispered, "Because I came here from modern times, so I was convinced that I wasn’t Feng Wuyou. However, my father is amazing, he knew I was his daughter from the first glance."

Feng Qingyan was shocked for a while upon hearing this. Actually, she didn’t quite understand what she was talking about.

However, she discovered a very important issue.

"You don’t have the surname Jun?"

Feng Wuyou was startled upon hearing this. She had discussed this issue with Xiao Jinyan before, but after recognizing her father, she had not paid attention to it again.

She looked up at her father, "Father, why don’t I have the surname Jun?"

Jun Moqing explained, "You take your mother’s surname."

Feng Wuyou wasn’t surprised to learn the answer because in modern times there were also people who took their mother’s surname, although it was rare due to traditional beliefs that children should follow their father’s surname.

Feng Qingyan looked at Jun Moqing again, not expecting him to let his daughter take her mother’s surname, and even less expecting to have the same surname as her.

"...What a coincidence, I also have the surname Feng."

Feng Wuyou’s eyes curled with happiness, "I take my mother’s surname, so of course, mother also has the surname Feng. This means you are my mother."

Feng Qingyan felt this was just a coincidence. If she had amnesia, she might doubt, but her memory was intact. She had no such stunningly talented husband, nor such an adorable daughter.

Jun Moqing knew Feng Qingyan didn’t believe him and wasn’t in a hurry for her to immediately believe it. He said, "Let’s go in for dinner first."

Feng Wuyou took hold of her mother’s hand and said, "It’s cold outside; the dishes won’t taste good if they cool down. Let’s have dinner first and we can continue our talk afterward."

Feng Qingyan was quite hungry at the moment; filling her stomach was the most important thing.

On the dining table, Feng Qingyan glanced over the dishes in front of her, which were quite different from last night’s. Most of the dishes were unfamiliar to her, but aesthetically pleasing and appetizing.

She hesitated with her chopsticks, unsure which dish to try first.

Feng Wuyou had prepared the dishes according to her own tastes. She liked spicy food, so several dishes were spicy.

However, since Xiao Jinyan didn’t eat spicy food, there were a few dishes that were his favorites; they couldn’t forget the husband just because mother was here.

Jun Moqing picked up some Pickled Fish with his chopsticks and put it into her bowl, "Try the Pickled Fish."

Feng Qingyan heard the name Pickled Fish for the first time and, curious, she picked up a piece with her chopsticks and took a bite.

Feng Wuyou looked over expectantly.

After tasting it, Feng Qingyan found it amazingly delicious and reached out with her chopsticks to take another piece for herself.

Seeing her mother’s action, Feng Wuyou didn’t need to ask to know she liked it. Then another piece of Pickled Fish appeared in her bowl, and she looked up at Xiao Jinyan, only to hear him say, "I’ll serve you."

Feng Wuyou smiled, sensing Xiao Jinyan might have misunderstood. She was not jealous; she was happy to see her father and mother getting along so well.

Jun Moqing added some steamed meat to Feng Qingyan’s bowl, "Try the steamed meat."

"Okay." Feng Qingyan didn’t hesitate, firmly grasping her chopsticks to pick up the piece of steamed meat from her bowl and took a bite. It was fragrant; the Pork Belly was rich without being greasy, and the lean meat was tender.

She generously praised, "The steamed meat is delicious too."

Feng Wuyou joyfully said, "Mother, if you like it, eat some more."

Jun Moqing served her yet another dish, "Now try the Sour and Spicy Potato Shreds."

Feng Qingyan looked at the shredded potato, picked it up, and began eating. It was crisp and refreshing, somewhat spicy with a sour taste from the vinegar; no wonder it was called Sour and Spicy Potato Shreds, and it tasted good too.

Jun Moqing served every dish in turn, and Feng Qingyan was responsible for eating them, finding each dish delicious.

As a result, she overate that night and even though she was full, she wanted to eat more.

Feng Qingyan patted her stomach and turned to look at Feng Wuyou, feeling an incredible sense of closeness. With such great cooking skills, it would be wonderful if she was her daughter. She could come over for meals every day.

Deciding to come over for a meal today was the wisest decision.