Chapter 32
The Gift of the Sunflower Manual
Gu Qingluan was shocked.
How did this man know?
What did he want by asking this question?
Could he have discovered the existence of Xiao Nan?
But she didn’t know him, so what did it matter to him whether she had a child or not?
For a brief moment, a sense of panic surged within Gu Qingluan, but she managed to control her expression perfectly, raising an eyebrow with a subtle smile. “May I ask what’s your concern?”
Feng Tianlan scrutinized her, unable to discern any hint of peculiarity from her delicate face.
Could it not be her?
If it wasn’t her, why would she be involved with Yuan Xi? Was it really as simple as a chance encounter?
But over all these years, has he ever seen his son treat any woman differently? Within such a short time, Yuan Xi has become so attached to her. It must be this woman who has used some kind of manipulation!
A fleeting cold gleam flashed in Feng Tianlan’s eyes. “From now on, make sure I never find out that you have any contact with Yuan Xi.”
Gu Qingluan crossed her arms and scoffed. “Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you?”
With that, she turned and walked away.
Before she could take two steps, the man full of hostility flew towards her, his movements swift as lightning. He grabbed her chin tightly in an instant.
The man approached her and his cold breath landed on her face. His thin lips parted slightly. “If you dare to get close to him, I’ll kill you.”
At that moment, a chilling sensation surged through her body, from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
How long had it been since she last experienced this trembling feeling?
Gu Qingluan licked her lips, her eyes gleaming with a cold light. Being threatened was something she despised the most.
A golden light flickered at her fingertips.
Delicate as strands of hair, the golden threads swiftly coiled around the man’s body.
With a determined thrust, she targeted the man’s abdomen and swiftly retreated.
Feng Tianlan let out a stifled groan as his body involuntarily convulsed.
Perched upon the wall, Gu Qingluan looked down upon him with an air of superiority, her long hair dancing in the wind, and a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Ugly man, if you want to go after my life, you’ll need another hundred years of practice!”
She maliciously swept her gaze downward and remarked, “If you ever need it, as a favor to you being Yuanxi’s father, I can send you a copy of the Sunflower Manual. Let me know when you’ve mastered it, and I’ll be sure to present you with a string of firecrackers.”
With a scornful laugh, she gracefully departed.
Her white dress fluttered in the night, resembling a white lotus blooming on the water’s surface.
Feng Tianlan’s face turned ashen, veins bulging on his forehead. He wanted to chase after her, but the golden threads tightened around him, leaving him no choice but to watch her disappear into the distance.
After a while, the golden threads released on their own, dissolving into a beam of golden light.
He leaped into the air and headed straight for the palace.
“My lord, you’re back!” Jingfeng noticed that his expression was off and secretly wondered if it was that Gu girl who had angered him.
“Where is Yuanxi?”
“He’s in his room.”
Feng Tianlan strode into Feng Yuanxi’s room.
His fingertips hovered in the air.
Feng Yuanxi jumped off the bed, asking, “Father, what did you do to Sister Beauty?”
His father left them after they had departed shortly.
Knowing his father well, Feng Yuanxi was certain that Father had discovered Beautiful Sister and went back to find her!
“I killed her!” Feng Tianlan said expressionlessly.
It was a shocking news!
Feng Yuanxi’s eyes were instantly filled with tears, and he fiercely launched himself at his father. “Father, you’re wicked! Why would you kill Beautiful Sister? She saved my life. How could you do that to her?”
Feng Tianlan allowed his son’s fists to strike him, his gaze icy.
It had only been half a day since they met, and already his son’s heart was entangled. If they were given more time together, what would the outcome be?
Witnessing Yuanxi’s increasing heartbreak as he cried and fought, Feng Tianlan’s heart was struck hard, and he finally softened his tone. “She’s not dead.”
“Fa… Father, what did you say just now?” Yuanxi raised his tear-stained face, looking at him with joy, his wet eyes shining brightly.
Feng Tianlan spoke in a deep voice, “She’s not dead, but you can’t see her anymore from now on! Otherwise, I won’t show her any mercy!”
“Why?” Yuanxi felt deeply wronged.
He couldn’t comprehend why his father opposed his connection with Beautiful Sister. Was it simply because Beautiful Sister was a woman?