Feng Lingyu, a max-level ability user from the apocalypse, chose to perish with the Zombie King to save humanity. Reborn, she carries her max-level abilities and finds herself in the body of an orp...
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Feng Xuesong turned around in confusion, "Qingyue?"
Feng Lingyu also looked over and waited calmly for her to say something.
Ling Qingyue slowly tightened her grip around the small bag.
Her voice seemed to be squeezed out from her throat, suppressed and dull, "Xiao Yu, I apologized to you for what I did wrong. I understand that you don't accept my apology. But your second uncle is innocent, and he really wants to take care of you."
"He came here today just to recognize you as his relative. He was so happy about it that he couldn't sleep last night. We still have time to resolve the issues between us later. What do you think?"
Ling Qingyue said meaningfully, with a sinister look in her eyes.
Feng Lingyu was stunned for a moment, then a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "You are right, Second Uncle is innocent."
"Xiao Yu, you finally call me Second Uncle!" Feng Xuesong only heard the word Second Uncle. His eyes turned red with joy and his mouth curled up into a big smile.
You have to know that even if Feng Xuesong is happy, most of the time he just smiles lightly, and it is rare for him to smile so happily.
At least, it was the first time that Ling Qingyue saw him express his emotions so openly.
Feng Lingyu didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded.
"Xiao Yu, no matter what, we are all your family. You can tell me if you have any difficulties in Shanghai. I know it's a little late for me to say this, but now that things have come to this, this is the only thing I can do." Feng Xuesong was a little excited and his words were incoherent.
"Although I don't know what happened between you and Qingyue, everyone has different views and perspectives on the same thing. I won't force you. I respect whatever decision you make."
"I just want you to remember that no matter what, we are a family."
Feng Lingyu didn't expect that his cheap second uncle would say such a thing.
The fact that he did not force her to forgive Ling Qingyue alone put him ahead of most of the elders in the world.
It can be seen that he is very open-minded and not someone who likes to act like a senior.
Ling Qingyue was right about one thing. As far as she knew now, Feng Xuesong was indeed unaware of the situation. Therefore, she was willing to give him a bit of a good look.
Although Feng Lingyu's attitude softened, the relationship between Ling Qingyue and her obviously had not improved.
Therefore, from then on, the only sounds in the room were the uncle and nephew talking.
As the atmosphere eased, Feng Xuesong also became relaxed.
He speaks in a humorous way and does not like to put on airs or act pretentiously. He also has unique insights into many things. When he talks to Feng Lingyu, he also communicates with her in an equal manner and does not appear to be superior.
Moreover, he does not have the pedantry of an old scholar. When he encounters something he does not understand, he will humbly ask Feng Lingyu for advice.
In short, it really makes people feel comfortable to talk to someone like Feng Xuesong who is both knowledgeable and humble.
After chatting for a while, Feng Lingyu had more recognition for this second uncle.
Perhaps because he felt that he and his niece were already quite familiar with each other, Feng Xuesong finally had the courage to speak out another purpose for coming here today: "Xiaoyu, I want to invite you to my house for a meal. I have a daughter and a son. My daughter is Feng Pingting, who is a few months younger than you, and my son is Feng Chengan, who is seven years old this year. They are your cousins. I have talked to them, and they also welcome you to their home as a guest."
"Are you... willing to come?" Feng Xuesong asked cautiously.
After he finished speaking, he waited anxiously for Feng Lingyu's answer.
"When?" Feng Lingyu asked.
"You agree?" Feng Xuesong was overjoyed. He said excitedly, "It depends on your schedule. You can come whenever it's convenient for you. I'm fine with that."