"But I'm a woman. Your brother said I'm his friend, which means I'm his girlfriend, right?" Mu Anxiao was completely on a different wavelength from Feng Feng.
"Brother," Feng Feng shifted her gaze from Mu Anxiao's face to Feng Qishi, "Do you like her? I've never seen you interact formally with any girl before."
"You're not a woman, Mom isn't a woman, Grandma isn't a woman, female relatives, female teachers aren't women?" Feng Qishi asked coldly.
Feng Feng glanced sideways and said, "That's different. We're all related to you. Teachers are an exception, but," she glanced at Mu Anxiao, "she's not."
"Just think of her as a man," Feng Qishi said, looking at Mu Anxiao. "Remember, you are my female friend, not my girlfriend. Don't try to take advantage of me."
"What do you mean?" Mu Anxiao frowned slightly.
Feng Qishi put down his knife and fork, pushed his fringe upwards, and said, "I know I'm handsome, but I'm not thinking about finding a girlfriend yet. I can also see that you like me, but," he grinned, "I won't like you. Don't have any other thoughts about me."
"Are you crazy?" Mu Anxiao said coldly.
"Think whatever you want. Just don't fall for me, because master and disciple cannot have feelings, otherwise, it would disrupt the seniority."
"Who's your master?" Mu Anxiao said, glancing at Feng Qishi as he picked up his fork and ate the last piece of steak on his plate.
Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao's empty plate and chuckled, "Haha, from now on, you are my master."
"Brother, what are you doing?" Feng Feng asked, looking at the seemingly crazy Feng Qishi with confusion.
Feng Qishi continued to grin foolishly at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao picked up her cup and took a sip of juice, saying, "If you're sick, go see a doctor. Don't act crazy around me."
"Yesterday, I told Mom that you are my master, and you admitted it yesterday. Now," Feng Qishi pointed at Mu Anxiao's empty plate, "you've also eaten the steak I cut for you. Naturally, you are my master, no doubt about it."
"Brother, you're too shameless," Feng Feng shook her head in exasperation.
Feng Qishi glared fiercely at Feng Feng and then smiled at Mu Anxiao, "Master, would you like some more?"
"I am not your master," Mu Anxiao said, staring indifferently at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi leaned back in his chair, looking nonchalant, "Say whatever you want. In my heart, you already have a place. Of course, if you don't agree, I'll follow you everywhere you go. If you agree, I'll listen to you and won't follow."
"Brother, how did I not realize you were so thick-skinned before?" Feng Feng peeked at Feng Qishi's face.
Feng Qishi pursed his lips and looked at Feng Feng, "Would it kill you to say one less sentence?," he said, narrowing his eyes. "By the way, are you dating someone?"
"I'm not," Feng Feng avoided his gaze.
"You're not," Feng Qishi sat up and looked at the slightly shy expression on Feng Feng's face. "That's not right. If you're not, why are you afraid to look at me? Hmph, there's something going on." He tapped Feng Feng's face twice.
Yan Shan glanced at Feng Qishi and ate the last piece of meat.
Mu Anxiao stared blankly ahead, her mind filled with the image of that malevolent spirit.
"Brother, this is my privacy, you have no right to interfere," Feng Feng said excitedly.