Transmigrated into a book? A vicious female supporting character? A senior sister? Tsk tsk!

Having said that, without waiting for Feng Lingyun to react, he quickly teleported away.

Feng Lingyun: "......."

After a moment of silence, Feng Lingyun looked towards a corner of the woods and said irritably:

"Come out."

As Feng Lingyun finished speaking, Wu Qilin, Zhang Shuyi, and Qian Shengming all appeared in the corner, knowing he was in a bad mood.

Although all three found the little girl's last words quite amusing, none of them made fun of Feng Lingyun.

Seeing Wu Qilin struggling to suppress his laughter, Feng Lingyun snorted disdainfully:

"Laugh if you want to, or you'll hurt yourself holding it in."

"Pfft... Haha, um, no, I am... haha..."

Wu Qilin wanted to explain, but once he opened his mouth, it was better not to say anything at all. Feng Shuyi, standing to the side, saw her husband being so unreliable...

Helplessly, he pulled the person back a little, then changed the subject:

“Brother Feng, I think Xinyan is right. Although she may seem heartless, she is genuinely doing this for your own good.”

Qian Shengming echoed:

"Indeed, this girl is quite nice. She doesn't take advantage of your affection and act like she doesn't understand anything."

Wu Qilin regained his composure and continued:

"Yes, yes, it would be fine if it were someone else, but our Brother Lingyun is the target of many goddesses. Xinyan's decisiveness shows that she has a good character."

Zhang Shuyi was puzzled:

What is the connection between these two things?

Wu Qilin chuckled and explained:

"To be liked by so many goddesses, isn't that something to be proud of?"

"hehe........"

Zhang Shuyi sighed and rubbed her forehead, while Feng Lingyun said irritably:

"Thank you so much."

Qian Shengming was amused by the three of them, but he still patted Feng Lingyun on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Lingyun, take it easy. You really can't force feelings."

Feng Lingyun nodded helplessly:

"Don't worry, Shengming."

Seeing his reluctant expression, Qian Shengming had an idea and suggested:

"By the way, Lingyun, I recently acquired a few nice golden lotuses, but unfortunately, I'm not very good at gardening. If you're free, why don't you come over and help me take care of them?"

Feng Lingyun knew that Qian Shengming only wanted to distract him. Thinking that she was indeed prone to overthinking while in the mansion, she simply agreed and did not disappoint Qian Shengming's intentions.

********

At the same time, at Tang Xinyan's residence,

As soon as Tang Xinyan returned to the courtyard, she noticed Xiao Yimo in the pavilion and hurriedly went up to him with a smile, saying:

"Master, have you been waiting long?"

Xiao Yimo placed the teacup in front of Tang Xinyan and said softly:

"No, I only came over because I sensed you were back. Here, have some tea first."

For some reason, Tang Xinyan had a guilty feeling, as if she had been caught red-handed. However, seeing that Xiao Yimo's expression was normal, she quickly suppressed this inexplicable feeling.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and casually offered a compliment:

"Master is the best; he knew I was thirsty."

Xiao Yimo raised an eyebrow and said casually:

"What? You've spent all this time admiring the flowers? Brother Lingyun, could it be that you haven't even prepared tea and refreshments?"

At this moment, Tang Xinyan hasn't figured out her own feelings yet, otherwise she would definitely be secretly sighing, look at this veiled criticism!

Tang Xinyan put down her teacup and explained:

"No, it's not that. I just looked around his woods, said a few words, and came back."

Xiao Yimo: "Is the forest beautiful?"

When Lin Zi was mentioned, Tang Xinyan was filled with longing:

"Yes, it's beautiful. I like it very much. I want to get something similar when my senior brother and the others come."

Xiao Yimo unconsciously tightened his grip on the teacup and said in a muffled voice:

"So... what did you talk about?"

Tang Xinyan was completely oblivious to Xiao Yimo's strange behavior and maintained her casual attitude, saying casually:

I just asked him if he liked me.

These words made Xiao Yimo's heart leap into his throat instantly, and he clenched his fingers, seemingly saying:

"and then?"

"Then he said yes."

Without waiting for Xiao Yimo to ask again, Tang Xinyan continued:

"Then I told him that I didn't like him."

These words instantly eased Xiao Yimo's tension, his clenched fingers loosened slightly, and he asked, seemingly out of curiosity:

"Oh? Brother Lingyun is so outstanding, why doesn't Yan Yan like him?"

Tang Xinyan was somewhat puzzled:

"Just because he's outstanding, does that mean I should like him? There are so many outstanding men in the world, how could I possibly like them all?"

Xiao Yimo smiled and tentatively said:

"So, Yan Yan, what kind of man do you like?"

Tang Xinyan actually thought about it seriously for a moment, and then the image of Xiao Yimo popped into her mind. She was slightly taken aback, and then stole a glance at Xiao Yimo.

Seeing his indulgent smile, she hesitated for two seconds, then, feigning a joking tone, teased:

"Like... Master."

After speaking, Tang Xinyan subtly observed Xiao Yimo, and seeing that he wasn't angry, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, Tang Xinyan is not a coy person. Her straightforward rejection of Feng Lingyun shows that she is very direct.

If the person in her heart were anyone else, she might even take the initiative, knowing she'd just get rejected.

But if it were Xiao Yimo, she would really hesitate. She was afraid that Xiao Yimo's feelings for her were those of a junior, and that he would think she was betraying her master and ancestors.

Although she has been the only woman in Xiao Yimo's life all these years, the problem is that Xiao Yimo has never shown her any romantic feelings.

Therefore, even if Tang Xinyan couldn't get what she wanted, she didn't want to break the ice. After all, she could do without men, but she only had one master.

Little did she know that when she said "like Master," Xiao Yimo's heart was filled with the excitement of a spectacular firework exploding, almost too much to contain.

Despite his excitement, he didn't miss Tang Xinyan's cautious probing and observation. A moment's thought, putting himself in her shoes and considering his own worries, made him realize...

Xiao Yimo immediately understood Tang Xinyan's worries. A hint of a smile flashed in his eyes, and he pretended to be serious as he said:

"Oh, so Yan Yan likes Shizun."

"what?"

Tang Xinyan was a little confused and subconsciously wanted to explain:

“That…no…”

But Xiao Yimo interrupted him directly:

"Then isn't Yan Yan curious about what kind of person Master likes?"

Tang Xinyan slightly pursed her lips, thinking to herself:

'Doesn't she want to know?'

However, under Xiao Yimo's "serious" gaze, she still cooperated and listlessly asked:

"Then, Master, what kind of master do you like?"

Xiao Yimo, his eyes filled with a smile, gazed intently at Tang Xinyan and said, word by word:

"I like Yan Yan like this."

"Master, you should learn from me!"

Xiao Yimo's "confession" made Tang Xinyan's heart pound, but she only thought that Xiao Yimo was imitating her.