Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

"How could it be! Yu Ge'er dances so beautifully, how could my wife not like him!"

Looking at Ji Qingyu who was crying with her mouth pursed, Su Qinghe felt both angry and amused.

"Your brother's scar was so big that healed, let alone yours. Come on, stop crying!"

After instructing Zhang Fu to get the medicine, Su Qinghe held the man's head in her arms and rubbed it. She was afraid that his snot and tears would get on her body, so she even put a handkerchief under it.

"Uh...really..."

Ji Qingyu finally recovered. She looked up at Su Qinghe with moist eyes, which were all pink.

He had cried so hard just now that he couldn't stop for a while, and some of the energy was still left. He lay in Su Qinghe's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

Ji Qingyu's sloppy appearance was really unbearable to look at, so Ji Yuan consciously took out his handkerchief and wiped his face.

"It's just a little skin breakage. It will heal in two days and won't leave a scar."

He comforted her helplessly, and when Ji Qingyu's face was almost clean, he threw the handkerchief aside with some disgust, and turned to look at Ling Feng who was standing next to him with a still indifferent expression.

"My dear wife, you and Mr. Ling..." He cast a questioning look at Su Qinghe.

"He will live in the mansion from now on. You should do the same as above."

Su Qinghe said this lightly without further explanation, and turned to give Ling Feng a warning look.

Seeing this, the men stopped asking questions and just believed what Su Qinghe said.

Ji Qingyu nodded in agreement, holding Su Qinghe's arm tightly and sitting with her.

Several people sat down again. The four men sat next to Su Qinghe, and only Ling Feng sat opposite Su Qinghe.

Two noticeable gaps appeared on the originally evenly spaced round table.

Looking at Ling Feng who seemed to be isolated, and then looking at his unconscious servant, Ji Qingyu raised his chin proudly.

But as soon as she met Ling Feng's eyes, she shrank her neck in fear at the coldness in his eyes.

Ji Qingyu bit her lip, feeling that her previous behavior was too embarrassing.

"Don't be intimidated by someone who comes later, otherwise he will take advantage of you in the future!"

Firmly believing in this principle, Ji Qingyu tightened his grip on Su Qinghe's arm. He suddenly felt confident again and straightened up, glaring back at Ling Feng.

Noticing the little behavior of the man next to her, Su Qinghe had no choice but to lean over to his ear to warn him.

"It seems that I didn't teach you a lesson just now. You still dare to provoke him. Be careful that he will take care of you when I'm not around one day."

"He wouldn't dare!"

Ji Qingyu muttered something and quickly looked away, but was pinched by Su Qinghe on the waist.

"You keep talking nonsense all day long. Let me go. How am I going to eat if you hold me like that?"

As he spoke, Su Qinghe pulled his right arm hard.

Ji Qingyu immediately showed a sad look.

"My dear wife, I am afraid~"

Su Qinghe chuckled, but did not intend to agree with him.

Seeing that her coquetry was useless, Ji Qingyu reluctantly let go and instead grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Seeing his aggrieved look, Su Qinghe picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in his bowl with amusement.

"Eat quickly, the food is getting cold."

After saying that, Su Qinghe also fairly picked up some food for the other people, except Ling Feng.

Qin Ange was happily chewing on the big bone that Su Qinghe had picked for him. He turned his head to the side, but found that Ji Qingyu still looked listless.

He relaxed his mouth and quickly leaned his head close to Ji Qingyu's ear and whispered.

"Brother Qingyu, if you are afraid, you can grab my arm. I am very strong, just like my wife! He dare not bully you."

As he said this, he pried open Ji Qingyu's hand and put it on his arm, exerting force with his arm, wanting him to feel the strong muscles there.

Ji Qingyu blushed and quickly shook his hand away.

"Who wants to touch you!"

"My wife's arms are not like yours!"

He pushed hard out of embarrassment, but found that Qin Angge didn't move at all.

"Oh! Come over and gnaw on your flesh! I'm not afraid anymore!"

Feeling his increasingly powerful thrust, Qin Angge leaned back without knowing why.

"Mine is obviously stronger than my wife's!"

Qin Ange muttered to himself, touched himself, and continued to eat.

The atmosphere at the table was a little weird for a moment.

"My dear wife, Mr. Ling doesn't seem to be feeling well..."

Looking at Ling Feng's frowning brows, Lin Xi hesitated for a while and then whispered a reminder to Su Qinghe.

Although his wife seemed indifferent to him from the moment she entered the door until she picked up the food just now, and she didn't explain his background to them, if he was really her husband, he still had to show some concern as the legitimate husband.

Hearing this, Su Qinghe looked up at Ling Feng.

"Don't worry about him."

Lin Xi was stunned and tugged at the corner of Ji Yuan's clothes helplessly.

"Just listen to your wife, Xiaoxi, eat the vegetables."

Ji Yuan gave him a reassuring look, smiled, picked up a piece of bamboo shoots for him with his chopsticks, and continued to eat his meal with his head down.

After Su Qinghe spoke, no one at the table cared about Ling Feng anymore, except Ji Qingyu who occasionally glanced at him.

Seeing his face turn pale and sometimes look painful, I started to feel uncomfortable again.

The scolding he just gave was indeed a bit too much... Who told him to act so high and mighty...

Ji Qingyu poked the white rice in the bowl awkwardly, and the originally flat rice ball was poked with small holes.

Ling Feng frowned, picked up a piece of lotus root, took a small bite, and then put it back into the bowl in disappointment.

His stomach was churning and he resisted the urge to vomit and forced himself to swallow the food in his mouth. This single action caused beads of sweat to appear on his forehead, as if all his strength had been drained from him.

He had been harassed by those people since this morning and had not eaten a single grain of rice. Now, no matter how uncomfortable he felt, he had to eat something.

Ling Feng endured the discomfort and took several minutes to finish eating the lotus root.

He picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up another piece when the dishes that were originally far away from him suddenly moved much closer.

He raised his head in confusion and saw Ji Qingyu looking at him evasively.

"Why did you only pick up the lotus root when there were so many dishes? Don't act pitiful and try to get my wife's attention, as if I had bullied you! Now that these dishes are so close to you, don't say you can't pick them up!"

Ji Qingyu's tone was very awkward, and when he saw everyone looking up at him in surprise, he felt his ears burning.

"I, I'm just afraid that he will blackmail me, and the food is indeed a bit far from him..."

He said this dryly and buried his head in the bowl.

Everyone fell silent again and continued to eat with their heads down, while Su Qinghe secretly pinched the soft flesh on Ji Qingyu's waist.

"Thank you."

Even though Ji Qingyu was no longer looking at him, Ling Feng still thanked her and picked up a spoon to serve himself a bowl of egg custard.

"I'm not helping you..."

Ji Qingyu replied awkwardly.

Ling Feng sipped the egg custard silently.

Just now, these dishes were indeed far away from him because he had just had a falling out with Su Qinghe. Facing a group of people he was not very familiar with, he was very conscious and only focused on picking up the dishes closest to him, not wanting to stretch his chopsticks too far.

With more choices, Ling Feng finally found something to eat.

Seeing that the man opposite was in much better condition, Ji Qingyu's uncomfortable feeling disappeared.