Chapter 624

This kind of high-tech Bracelet, Lin Feng still has no use for it.

When leaving, they put the Bracelet on the little witch's wrist.

The energy emanating from it really helps the little witch a lot.

At least, it can reduce the time by a year.

「Splash~」

The huge coffin sank back into the water.

「Yao Yao……」

「Mm? 」

「Here it's just the two of us, wanna? 」

「Mm! 」

May 8th, 9 p. m.

The Molly sent Qi Yao back to her home in Hangzhou.

「Yao Yao, where have you been these past few days? 」

Seeing Qi Yao return, Shu Xiaohui frowned and scolded.

The Lin Shiyi in her arms saw Mom, and his little hands stretched out long.

「Look, you've starved the kid these days, he's lost several taels. 」

Qi Yao put down the box in her hands and took Lin Shiyi into her arms.

Lin Shiyi skillfully looked for something to eat.

But soon he started wailing.

Surprisingly, there wasn't any!

Outside the house, seeing this scene, Lin Feng hurriedly ran away.

At 10:30, Lin Feng returned to the Sihe Courtyard in Yanjing.

He took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

Yang Caiwei was already asleep, she started yawning and asked Lin Feng if he wanted dinner.

「No, I've already eaten. 」

Lin Feng now just wants to sit in the Yuan Zi and look at the moon.

His mind was full of gold.

First let Ouyang Moli's side do the preparation work, conduct on-site investigation, then make a plan for mining gold.

This cannot be completed in a short time.

Just then, a little figure came running out.

Next, he flung himself into Lin Feng's arms.

「Dad! 」

Song Jiaren called out.

Song Jiaren is now nine years old; compared to over two years ago, her height has grown ten-something centimeters, now she is 1.45 meters.

Girls grow quickly in their early years.

「Another growth spurt! Awesome! 」 Lin Feng laughed: 「She's almost becoming a young lady! 」

Song Jiaren beamed: 「I'll be taller than Mom! At least 1.78 meters! Once I can wear high heels, I'll wear stilettos and be taller than you! 」

「Then keep at it! 」

Song Jiaren snuggled in Lin Feng's arms and said: 「I want a separate room! 」

She came back together with Han Xiang.

Han Xiang's drawn room number was 6803.

This time there was no cheating, it was purely luck.

「Isn't there a place to live? 」 Lin Feng said.

「No, I want a room! My own room! 」 Song Jiaren pouted.

「Fine, fine! Let's draw a set tomorrow, okay? 」

「Mm! 」

Just then, Han Xiang came out.

Song Jiaren giggled and told Lin Feng: 「I won't bother you guys! 」

Having said that, she ran off like the wind.

Lin Feng embraced Han Xiang in his arms.

While looking at the moon, he told Han Xiang a story.

He told ancient mythological stories.

After learning ancient history, Lin Feng's retold mythological stories had a basis and were very moving.

Several parts were particularly touching.

It made Han Xiang's tears flow.

Lin Feng didn't expect Han Xiang to be so sentimental; it must be because she hasn't heard a story in a long time.

While tearing up, she still wanted Lin Feng to continue the story.

「People back then were really poor! 」

Lin Feng murmured.

Han Xiang asked: 「How exactly were they poor? 」

Han Xiang seemed very interested in ancient history.

In fact, she just wanted to stay with Lin Feng a little longer.

After a long while, Lin Feng finally finished speaking.

He lifted his wrist to check the time; it was almost dawn.

Suddenly, a white silhouette drifted over.

Han Xiang saw it and hurriedly climbed out of Lin Feng's arms.

The one drifting over was Qian Miaomiao!

"Why are you here?"

Lin Feng wasn't embarrassed at all.

Han Xiang, thin‑skinned, lightly tiptoed away.

Qian Miaomiao scanned the dim surrounding light, pouted, and said, "I live right next door; you woke me up!"

As she spoke, Qian Miaomiao pointed to a room on the left side of the courtyard.

Lin Feng's Sihe Courtyard was huge.

The small courtyard he was in belonged to the back garden, the male Master's residence, which was relatively secluded. jj. br>

The place Qian Miaomiao pointed to was Liu Cangyun's former room.

Qian Miaomiao couldn't have arranged it herself; it must have been Yang Caiwei.

Aren't these two Lao Liu supposed to have a bad relationship?

How did they end up together again?

After Han Xiang left, the fragrance on her body faded considerably.

The mosquito seized the chance to appear.

Qian Miaomiao raised her right hand, pinched with thumb and forefinger, and a mosquito flying in the air was pinched by her.

Then Qian Miaomiao placed the mosquito into a bottle.

Only then did Lin Feng notice that Qian Miaomiao was also holding a small bottle.

Inside were already many mosquitoes, all alive, struggling in the bottle to get out.

"One hundred and eight!"

Qian Miaomiao said with a smile.

Lin Feng came to his senses and asked, "Have you felt any discomfort these past few days?"

"No!"

Qian Miaomiao replied, "My drawing has improved a lot; if you don't believe it, just go into the room and you'll see."

When he entered Liu Cangyun's room, Lin Feng understood why Yang Caiwei had placed Qian Miaomiao there.

Because Liu Cangyun also liked to draw.

But compared with Qian Miaomiao, there was quite a gap.

Liu Cangyun could only do simple sketches, whereas Qian Miaomiao not only excelled at sketches but also painted oil paintings.

The moneyed miss had bought a huge pile of drawing paper and paints.

In the two days she had been here, she had already painted five pictures.

One of the paintings was of Lin Feng.

This was Qian Miaomiao's most proud work.

The painting showed Lin Feng with a gentle smile, eyes full of kindness, and a pair of large wings growing behind him.

This was Qian Miaomiao's deepest impression of Lin Feng.

Then came Han Xiang, Yang Caiwei, Jiang Xiaofei, and Song Jiaren.

It looked like an enlarged photograph, yet it was far more vivid than a photo could capture.

When Lin Feng saw Yang Caiwei's portrait, he understood why the two had reconciled.

It was truly excellently drawn!

In this painting, Yang Caiwei's waist was a bit slimmer, hips a bit wider, and legs a bit longer.

A slight exaggeration, just a touch.

"Caiwei also told you, my home is terrifying; they are all weirdos."

Lin Feng reminded.

Qian Miaomiao showed Lin Feng the bottle filled with mosquitoes, "But I'm a weirdo too! Actually, I'm afraid to go home; I can only hide here with you."

"Why?"

Lin Feng was curious.

Qian Miaomiao lowered her head and said, "That day, my second brother fought with my dad; I stepped in to mediate, and my second brother actually called my dad a bastard.

In my anger, I shoved my second brother, and he flew out of the third‑floor window...

Then... luckily he only broke a leg, three ribs, and suffered a mild concussion; my second sister‑in‑law now has a knife and wants to slash me."

Lin Feng patted Qian Miaomiao's shoulder, "Miaomiao, stay here as long as you like."

"Hmm!"

Qian Miaomiao tiptoed, kissed Lin Feng's cheek, and said, "Brother Lin Feng, thank you!"