Lu Tianjun listened to everything, and after going over the words in his mind sentence by sentence, he finally understood Feng Qingxue's meaning.
"Auntie," Lu Tianjun slowly coaxed out a smile, a smile of ease and confidence, "Competent people never fear the slander of the outside world, only those without ability would fuss over their wife's family being of higher status than their own, harboring a grudge! For me, the Jiang family is the Jiang family, Xiaoyue is Xiaoyue, there's no comparison. And the one I admire is Xiaoyue, not the Jiang family."
Well, having said both "wife" and "admire," doesn't that make clear his feelings for Jiang Xiaoyue?
This pair of lovebirds is really amusing, each having affection for the other, yet neither able to discern the other's feelings, and they have to have her mediate in between.
