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"What’s wrong with you?"

Yun Miao asked somewhat uncertainly.

Feng Chengyuan felt indescribable when he thought about how he came back with full expectations, but in the end he didn't see Yun Miao or any delicious food.

But he couldn't say these words, so he could only pretend nothing happened.

"nothing."

The tone was a bit stiff, and Yun Miao could hear it immediately.

Just as Yun Miao was wondering, he saw Housekeeper Wu coming out from the kitchen with food. When she saw Yun Miao, she quickly winked at her, raised the food in her hand, and nodded at Feng Chengyuan, obviously wanting to tell Yun Miao the reason why Feng Chengyuan was unhappy at the moment.

Yun Miao quickly understood what Butler Wu wanted to express, and immediately asked with concern: "Has the Admiral not had dinner yet? It happens that I haven't had dinner either, why don't we have dinner together?"

Feng Chengyuan: Don’t think that this clumsy flattery can make me forget my previous disappointment.

Turn around.

He said to Butler Wu: "Prepare an extra set of bowls and chopsticks."

Butler Wu suppressed his laughter, nodded in agreement, then turned and went back to the kitchen.

Yun Miao looked at Feng Chengyuan's expressionless face and always felt that he was angry, but Yun Miao couldn't figure out what he was angry about, so after hesitating for a moment, he chose to ask directly.

"Is the Admiral mad at me?"

Yun Miao blinked, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were moist and full of innocence.

Feng Chengyuan took a look and felt as if his heart was filled with countless little people, and every little person was constantly blinking their big eyes at him, looking extremely innocent.

Oops, it's a soft-hearted feeling...

"I'm not angry, it's just that it's not safe for you to go out alone. Let Butler Wu go out with you next time."

Although Butler Wu has been in charge of his daily life since ten years ago and seems to have completely integrated into the identity of a butler, he was brought up by his father after all, and his ability is unquestionable.

Yun Miao naturally agreed repeatedly and said that he would definitely listen to him.

Feng Chengyuan's expression finally relaxed.

Soon, Butler Wu returned to the dining table, put the prepared tableware on the table, and then everyone started to eat dinner together.

Tonight's meal was prepared by Butler Wu, and the taste was fine, but Feng Chengyuan was still thinking about the lunch he had, so he couldn't help but eat with a bit of boredom.

After eating, Feng Chengyuan sat in the living room and began to deal with some trivial military affairs, while Yun Miao came to the kitchen and asked about Butler Wu.

"What's wrong with the Admiral today? He seems to be in a bad mood..."

Butler Wu looked at Yun Miao with a curious look on his face, hesitating whether to tell her: The admiral was looking forward to the delicious food you cooked today, but you didn't leave him anything, so he was depressed.

He opened his mouth, but swallowed the words back.

"Maybe my cooking can't compare to yours, the Admiral probably prefers your cooking, Madam."

Butler Wu replied with a smile.

Yun Miao was suspicious, and felt that this was not what Butler Wu originally wanted to say.

But she didn't think much about it and just nodded to show that she understood.

"In that case, I'll make something delicious tomorrow to comfort him."

Yun Miao said this and then spoke a few more words to Butler Wu. Then he said good night to Feng Chengyuan and went back to his room to rest.

Butler Wu came to Feng Chengyuan and told him what Yun Miao had just said. Feng Chengyuan's expression visibly softened.

He didn't say anything, but Butler Wu knew that he had calmed down.

The next morning, Feng Chengyuan went to the military headquarters in a good mood.

Yun Miao waited until almost noon before finishing his chores. Thinking of the thank-you gift for Feng Ye that he had not yet finished, he started to busy himself in the kitchen again.

Butler Wu took a look, secretly took a picture of Yun Miao busy in the kitchen, and sent it to Feng Chengyuan.

"Madam should be making lunch for you."

Butler Wu sent a voice message and then went about his business.

Feng Chengyuan received the video and voice messages, and he could hardly suppress the smile on his lips. His soldiers saw it, and they looked at him in surprise, as if they had seen something rare.

"The Admiral is laughing again, and he's laughing like a cat stealing fish."

"What kind of a shitty metaphor is that? If the admiral finds out, he'll beat you to death!"

"Tsk, don't think I don't know you think the same way."

"What are you arguing about? I'm more curious about what the Admiral is thinking. Ever since he came back, he has become so proud..."

"What else could it be? You have a lovely wife at home. I envy you to death!"

"..."

The discussions of his subordinates could not affect Feng Chengyuan's mood. He was thinking that Yun Miao was cooking now, so he should ask Butler Wu to bring it to him later, right?

At the speed she cooks, the delicious food should be ready in half an hour.

Expectation!

However, half an hour later...

"Admiral, there's a delivery for you."

Qi Mingyue was about to deliver a familiar-looking express package, and the recipient's signature was still that familiar string of numbers representing the ID "Maple Leaf".

Feng Chengyuan: ...

So, what Yun Miao made was actually for "Maple Leaf" instead of for him?

Looking at the beautifully presented meal in his hand, Feng Chengyuan no longer had the good mood he had when he received the express delivery. Instead, he felt it was sour and astringent, and the feeling was hard to describe.

A little angry...

But, isn’t “Maple Leaf” himself?

and so.

Am I mad at myself?

Feng Chengyuan was speechless.

The soldiers of the Seventh Legion who had the opportunity to meet Feng Chengyuan in the afternoon discovered one thing.

The admiral, who had a smile on his face and looked in a very good mood in the morning, became a different person in the afternoon. He was shrouded in a cloud of gloom and was extremely strict when training them, especially during the mecha combat training. Those who were lucky enough to be selected all experienced what hell was like.

Every time someone ended up like that, I would cry bitterly, feeling that I had finally survived.

This went on until the evening. When Feng Chengyuan finished his day's work and returned home, it was already very late.

I was in a bad mood, but I couldn't be angry at Yun Miao. I could only be angry at myself silently.

After all, it was all my own fault, who else can I blame?

But when he entered the gate, he saw Yun Miao coming towards him with a smile, and he suddenly felt as if his depressed mood was dispelled by the sunshine.

"You're finally back. I thought I'd have to wait a while, but the timing is perfect."

Yun Miao took Feng Chengyuan's hand and took him to the sun room on the third floor.

Just when Feng Chengyuan was wondering why he came here, he saw Yun Miao open the door sideways. Then, in the dark room, as if a switch was turned on, dots of fluorescent light flew up in the specially decorated room.

Feng Chengyuan walked into the room with a look of surprise, and saw countless roses of various colors in full bloom.

Butler Wu stood in the middle of the room holding a large box, waiting with a smile. When he saw Yun Miao and Feng Chengyuan walk in, the smile on his face became more sincere.

"This is……"

Feng Chengyuan was puzzled.

Yun Miao smiled brightly and said, "Happy birthday, General!"