Startled by Meng Nian's angry interjection,
Long Yi quickly avoided eye contact, his face flushing with embarrassment. He nervously shifted his gaze away, suddenly finding the fountain in the courtyard to be the most fascinating thing in the world.
Exhaling, Feng Tian then turned her attention back to the little boy beside her, her expression filled with warmth and care.
"Xiao Tang, don't listen to what Uncle Long Yi said, you understand me?" Feng Tian said, her voice gentle and reassuring, her eyes fixed on the young boy who nodded firmly in response.
"Good boy," she praised with a tender smile.
"You know what, I think I have an idea on how to impress Xu Lai," Feng Tian said, her eyes lifting, her index finger lightly tapping her chin as a small, mischievous smile played on her lips, on seeing the spark of anticipation in Xiao Tang's eyes.
