What do you think of Feng Wu?
Everyone looked at Feng Xun in astonishment at those words!
Jun Linyuan's eyes turned a few shades darker!
The mayor's eyes lit up!
He was here today to get confirmation from Jun Linyuan. If the crown prince didn't care about Feng Wu, he would marry the pretty girl to his retarded son right away.
Feng Yiran was glad to hear it!
Northern Border City was the Feng clan's last resort, for this was where the clan was initially founded. Therefore, the Feng clan had always tried to form an alliance with the mayor of the city.
One of the purposes for Feng Yiran's trip here was to make friends with the mayor.
Feng Yiran smiled. "Xiaowu? Was Young Lord Feng recommending Xiaowu to Xiaodong, the mayor's son? You know what, their names put together sound quite catchy. That's a great sign!"
Feng Liu had always hated Feng Wu and found the latter a threat to her. Obviously she knew about the retarded son of the mayor, and the news delighted her. "Bi Liangdong, right? I've heard of him. They say that he's quite a handsome man. Why, Sister, congratulations."
They were going to make the marriage happen just like that.
Mayor Bi had been a little concerned before coming here. After all, Feng Wu used to be engaged to Jun Linyuan, and the mayor would be in a difficult spot if the crown prince still held some resentment. Hence, the mayor had been keeping an eye on Jun Linyuan this whole time.
The crown prince was as distant and unfathomable as ever. His face betrayed nothing…
Feng Xun had always acted as Jun Linyuan's spokesperson. When he said that, it had to mean that Jun Linyuan didn't care at all!
Mayor Bi said with a smile immediately, "Am I right to assume that everyone here is happy about the marriage proposal?"
"Of course!" Feng Yiran replied instantly. "That's great news! No one will say no to that! Since we're all here, why don't we draw up the marriage contract now?"
Jun Linyuan's eyes were as black as bottomless pools.
Mayor Bi laughed wholeheartedly. "Aren't we rushing things a little here? Shouldn't we send a message to the imperial capital and ask the chief's opinion?"
The current chief of the Feng clan was Feng Huanyu, Feng Wu's eldest uncle and Feng Yiran's father.
Putting an arm around Mayor Bi's shoulder, Feng Yiran smiled broadly. "There's no need for that. I'm her eldest brother, which is as good as a father. I'm qualified enough to plan the marriage for her. Moreover, His Royal Highness is here today, and it will be a great honor to have His Royal Highness as a witness!"
Mayor Bi was over the moon at the suggestion!
Feng Yiran knew him too well!
He would have nothing to worry about if Jun Linyuan signed the contract as a witness. His retarded son had talked about Feng Wu nonstop ever since he laid eyes on her. If it were up to Mayor Bi, he would marry Feng Wu to his son right this moment.
"Great! Congratulations, Sister —" Feng Liu took Feng Wu's hands, unable to control her excitement.
Feng Wu smirked inwardly. Did these people really think she was going to do as told?
Before she could say anything, Feng Xun interjected with a snort. "Wait."
"Yes, Young Lord Feng." Mayor Bi smiled. "As the matchmaker, of course Young Lord Feng will be an honored guest at the wedding ceremony, hahaha —"
Feng Xun looked at Mayor Bi as if the latter was an idiot. He had thought the mayor a smart guy at first, but as it turned out, he was the biggest fool.
"Well, I don't think that's possible." Feng Xun curled his lips.
Mayor Bi and Feng Yiran asked in unison, "Young Lord Feng, are you going back to the imperial capital already?"
Feng Xun darted a glance at Jun Linyuan, who seemed to be as undisturbed as ever. However, anyone who knew the crown prince well enough would realize that the guy was in a terrible mood. And when the crown prince was in a terrible mood, he wanted to kill someone.
"Going back?" Feng Xun rubbed his chin and glanced at Feng Wu. He wouldn't leave Northern Border City now, even if it wasn't about Feng Wu's cooking.
"What, then?" Feng Yiran asked curiously.
For a young lord like Feng Xun, he could stop the proceedings with a single sentence, but he wasn't going to do that, because… he had no reason to. He wasn't going to help a proud girl without getting any reward out of it.
Feng Xun gave Feng Wu a complacent look. The girl was the one in trouble now, which had nothing to do with him. Hence, he was going to sit by and watch and see if the girl could handle it as effortlessly as she would have been able to five years ago.
However, Feng Wu grabbed Feng Xun by his hand at that moment and pulled him to one side.
"What are you doing? A woman of honor reasons things out instead of resorting to force. Let go of my hand! You'll ruin my virtue!" Feng Xun said in a serious tone.
Feng Wu stared at him as if she was looking at a mad person. She then lowered her voice and said, "Make this go away for me."
Seeing that Feng Wu was asking him for help, Feng Xun heaved with joy. Raising his chin, he said arrogantly, "I'm not the one being forced into a marriage here. Who are you to me? Why should I help you?"
Feng Wu said calmly, "I'll make you a deal."
Feng Xun was intrigued. "What deal?"
"You like the spicy Sichuan dishes, don't you?"
Feng Xun said in exasperation, "Why do you say that? I don't!"
"I see. I'll never cook them for you again, then."
Feng Xun glared at her. "You can't do that!"
Feng Wu arched her eyebrows, rested her hands on her waist, and glared back at Feng Xun. "Try me."
"You, you… you're such a rude girl!" Feng Xun glowered. "You've got such a fiery temper. A dull beauty? Tsk, tsk, you were really good at acting!"
Feng Wu threw another dirty look at Feng Xun. There was no time to bicker with him now, so she lay her cards on the table. "Fix this for me and I'll make you a whole table of Sichuan dishes. All yours and yours alone!"
Feng Xun's eyes lit up at that. He wiped his mouth and almost said yes!
However, habit made him shook his head. "One meal? That won't be enough! Let's make it three!"
"Two and that's it. I'll take care of it myself if you won't —" Feng Wu turned to leave after that.
"Hey, wait!" Feng Xun pulled Feng Wu back, put his hands on his waist, and stepped out in a lofty manner. "You two, what were you saying?"
Feng Yiran and Mayor Bi exchanged looks. Feng Wu and the young lord had been talking secretly in the corner just then. Was she going to try some trick again?
"We were talking about the marriage between Feng Wu and Bi Liangdong…" Feng Liu replied with an ingratiating smile.