"Jiang Feng, let go of me, or I'll really get mad!"
Nangong Qingcheng shouted in dissatisfaction, strongly protesting and struggling.
Nangong Honghu watched as Jiang Feng apologized to Nangong Qingcheng right in front of him, yet she still wouldn't let it go, which made it hard for him to watch any longer.
"Xiao Feng, don't spoil her like this, this girl is getting more and more unreasonable!"
Nangong Qingcheng was completely overwhelmed. Is this still her grandfather? He's being way too biased. What kind of potion has Jiang Feng given him...
"Ahem, Old Man, don't worry, I'll persuade her. Qingcheng listens to me the most."
Jiang Feng smiled and said this to the Old Man, then picked up a spoon, gently scooped a spoonful of porridge, and brought it to Nangong Qingcheng's mouth, saying: "Qingcheng, be good, have a sip!"
Nangong Qingcheng was so angry she nearly fainted. She listens to him the most? Where does he get his confidence?
