Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167: Chapter 167: Picky! Contrary!

This was Xiao Ming Wei’s voice.

Xiao Ming Rui, "They were also looking at me."

"The grandfather you mentioned probably found you cute, which is why he looked at you a few more times."

Kang Li didn’t think much about it, she responded to the three kids with a smile, and then casually asked someone, "Professor Luo, do you know that elderly gentleman?"

Luo Yanqing shook his head.

Kang Li, "When Godfather introduced him, he told me to call him Uncle Feng. Speaking of which, Uncle Feng’s spouse was quite odd, she actually asked me if I had seen her before."

Luo Yanqing, "It’s just an outsider, no need to think too much about it."

If the biological grandfather of Xiao Ming Rui’s three kids, the old master of the Feng family, had overheard what Luo Yanqing and Xiao Ming Rui were discussing at this moment, he probably would have spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Why?

He had come to the Song family today, actually feeling quite complicated, worried about how to face his former son-in-law and three grandchildren; yet, none of them even knew who he was.

Apparently, his worries were nothing but loneliness.

...

The afternoon’s schedule was as usual. Xiao Ming Rui and the other two followed the holiday schedule planned by Kang Li, doing things as they were supposed to.

"Outside of work hours, is your everyday life always this monotonous?"

Kang Li, somewhat bored, came to Luo Yanqing’s study. She was now leaning against a bookshelf with her arms folded, the corners of her lips slightly curved, her fox-like eyes clear and bright as she admired the man’s flawless handsome face.

Just yesterday the two of them had reconciled, she even said, "As long as you don’t let me down, I will always be by your side."

Given the man’s attitude just now, Kang Li really wanted to take back her promise.

Sitting back on a rattan rocking chair, Kang Li glared in the direction of Luo Yanqing’s study, then looked at the three kids sitting around a small dining table, coloring in their drawing books, before she withdrew her gaze, closed her fox-like eyes, and lay on the rattan rocking chair, slowly swaying.

But her mood at this moment was really not good.

Being sentimental, yes, she was being sentimental, upset about someone being fussy, about someone having an awkward personality, not talking properly to her, should not look at her with that kind of gaze.

And she was not disturbing him, she was just kindly helping him organize a few books. Was it necessary to have such a foul expression? Was it necessary to scold her?

Never in her life, whether in her original world or in this current one, had she ever experienced this.