"I'm not leaving. I'll just watch you reject him," Feng Qishi smiled.
Mu Anxiao's face turned cold. "No smiling."
Hearing this, Feng Qishi immediately withdrew the smile from his face.
Mu Anxiao glared at Feng Qishi, turned, and walked down the steps to Feng Sen. She asked, "Do you need something?"
"Nothing," Feng Sen smiled. He looked to Mu Anxiao's right and asked, "Is my brother there?"
"Yes," Mu Anxiao replied curtly.
Feng Sen nodded slightly and looked to Mu Anxiao's right. "Feng Qishi, you haven't been here much. Second brother will accompany you."
Mu Anxiao watched Feng Sen's feigned expression and said, "He's over here, not over there." She pointed to the left.
Feng Sen smiled and looked to the left. "You're there, aren't you?"
Feng Qishi calmly looked at Feng Sen and responded, "I am."
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi's serious expression and said, "He says he's here."
"Oh," Feng Sen's face stiffened slightly, and he continued, "Then brother, are you doing well down there?"
"I haven't gone down. I've always been by your side," Feng Qishi said, staring at Feng Sen's face.
Mu Anxiao relayed, "He says he hasn't gone down and has always been by your side."
Feng Sen thought Mu Anxiao was joking, so he smiled and continued, "Brother, do you want me to burn money for you? As much as you want, don't be polite."
Feng Qishi looked at Feng Sen's pretense of solemnity and became angry. "No need."
"He doesn't need it," Mu Anxiao continued relaying.
Feng Qishi paused and said, "No need to relay this."
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi's face and said, "Oh, alright."
Feng Sen continued to play along with Mu Anxiao. "Then what do you want? Tell me, and I'll burn it for you. Or," he pondered, "I'll burn a house for you, a villa, and a phone, and a Ferrari. What do you think, do you like it?"
Feng Qishi glared at Feng Sen. "Hypocritical."
"Should I relay it?" Mu Anxiao asked.
Feng Qishi nodded.
Mu Anxiao retracted her gaze and looked at Feng Sen. "He says you're hypocritical."
"Then what do you want?"
This time, before Feng Qishi could speak, Mu Anxiao said, "I want you to get lost."
"Huh?" Feng Sen was taken aback.
Feng Qishi smiled. "You're impressive."
Feng Sen did not show any embarrassment on his face. "Xiao Xiao, the way you say that..."
"Don't call me that," Mu Anxiao said through gritted teeth.
Feng Sen smiled. "Xiao..."
"Shut up," Mu Anxiao interrupted, reaching out and covering Feng Sen's mouth.
Feng Qishi laughed as he watched Feng Sen's suddenly flustered expression.
Feng Sen's eyes widened as he looked at Mu Anxiao's angry expression, completely stunned.
Mu Anxiao looked up at Feng Sen. "Don't pretend to be a good person here. I have no interest in you. Please stay out of my sight. I don't have time to relay messages for you. Your brother," she glanced at Feng Qishi, "doesn't want to see you either."
Feng Sen swallowed.
Mu Anxiao removed her hand, wiped it on Feng Sen's clothes, and said, "Get going."
"Xiao... Mu Anxiao, I know you're angry because I didn't see you off that day, and you also know, my brother..."
"Shut up," Mu Anxiao interrupted again, turned, and walked towards the next project.
Feng Qishi walked beside Mu Anxiao and said, "He won't give up."
"Your brother really has a thick skin," Mu Anxiao said in a low voice.
Feng Qishi nodded. "He's been like this since he was a child. Whatever he wants, he won't let go, and even if he lets go, it's only temporary, like now." As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Feng Sen, who was following Mu Anxiao with a wronged expression.
Mu Anxiao's lips twisted. "Is there any way to get rid of him?"
"There is one," Feng Qishi said.
Mu Anxiao glanced sideways. "Let's hear it. See if it's feasible."
"Just say you're going back to get married," Feng Qishi said.
"That's too simple," Mu Anxiao said.
Feng Qishi thought for a moment. "It has to be an arranged marriage where you move into his household."
"Is that feasible?" Mu Anxiao asked.
Feng Qishi nodded. "Yes. He's been well-provided for since childhood and is quite chauvinistic. Once he hears this, he definitely won't pester you anymore."
"What if it's not feasible?" Mu Anxiao asked with some concern.
"Then say you're leaving in a moment, and if he's capable, he can leave with you without telling anyone," Feng Qishi said firmly.
Mu Anxiao hesitated, then stopped. "I'll trust you this time."
"Mm," Feng Qishi nodded.
Seeing Mu Anxiao stop, Feng Sen walked up with a smile. "Mu Anxiao, I've made up my mind. We'll be good together. Don't go."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao pursed her lips, turned around, and said in one breath, "I'm getting married."
"What?" Feng Sen's eyes darkened.
Mu Anxiao looked up and said, "I'm actually already engaged in the village. I'm going back to get married."
"I'm a good match, you can break off the engagement," Feng Sen said, grabbing Mu Anxiao's shoulder.
Feng Qishi watched Feng Sen's hands gripping Mu Anxiao's shoulder. His eyes narrowed, and he flicked a finger, sending a small blue lightning bolt that struck the back of Feng Sen's hand. Feng Sen quickly withdrew his hand.
Mu Anxiao looked down at her shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, static electricity," Feng Sen said. He extended his hand, then retracted it with lingering fear.
Feng Qishi's lips curved.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi, who was gloating beside her, and said, "Breaking off an engagement, you make it sound so simple. This is arranged by my parents, through a matchmaker. It's not as easy as you say."
"Matchmaker?" Feng Sen repeated and chuckled. "Mu Anxiao, are you joking with me?"
"I'm not joking. I had a blind date a year ago, and then we were engaged. Initially, that family suddenly went back on their word, so I came here. Recently, his family called me to go back and get married, saying they agreed. So I thought, since I can't do anything here, I might as well go back and get married." Mu Anxiao said casually.
Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao's profile as she spoke seriously, and smiled. He muttered, "This girl makes it sound so real."
"Doing this will ruin your life," Feng Sen said earnestly.
"So what? It's my life, not yours," Mu Anxiao replied just as earnestly.
"Have you spent any time with him?" Feng Sen suddenly asked.
For the sake of realism, Mu Anxiao didn't look away. "We haven't spent any time together, just met once."
"Does he like you?" Feng Sen probed further.
Mu Anxiao said, "He doesn't like me. Anyway, it's all about obeying parents. Why overthink it?"
"Marriage is not a child's play. You don't even know who the other person is. You..."
"My business has nothing to do with you. Why are you saying so much?" Mu Anxiao interrupted.