297 Dinner Together (2)

Hearing that calm answer, even Nan Si Qiao was speechless. She really didn't expect that Nan Hua would invite that boy here. Even though the two of them were engaged, it wasn't that normal to be staying together for dinner, right?

Nan Luo's face darkened considerably when he heard that Long Qian Xing would be coming. Did that man really want to haunt him forever? He felt that he should just hung a talisman to ward off Long Qian Xing.

Just as he was thinking of asking Nan Hua about this, a servant came over, saying that Young Commander Long is here.

"His timing is really good," Nan Si Qiao muttered.

Old Master Nan sighed and nodded. "Tell him to come in."

"Yes, Master."

Feng Qian Shao was looking at Old Master Nan then at Nan Hua. He really wanted to say that it wouldn't be proper for him to join their dinner because the relationship was not formal yet. However, the words stuck in his throat as he couldn't bring himself to say anything.

Right now, he was simply speechless.

"Are you the one who invite him or he ask you, Hua'er?" Old Master Nan asked softly while putting Nan Hua down.

Nan Hua looked at her grandfather and decided to be honest. "He asks me, Grandfather."

"I see."

Seeing the sinister gaze flashed by Old Master Nan's eyes, Nan Hua didn't want to know what he was planning in store for Long Qian Xing. She took her seat by Nan Luo's side while waiting for her cousins to arrive.

"When did you see him, Hua'er?" Nan Luo furrowed his eyebrows. They shouldn't have any chance to meet, right?

Nan Hua looked at her twin brother. "When I was studying."

Studying?

It took Nan Luo some time before he recalled that Nan Hua left for around several incense sticks of time in the afternoon. She usually left for six incense stick of time, but this time was shorter because they would have dinner together.

Did Nan Hua meet Long Qian Xing when she was outside to study?

For some reasons, Nan Luo regretted that he was not by her side and told Long Qian Xing off. If only he was there, Long Qian Xing might not have the chance to ask Nan Hua to let him participate in their family dinner.

"I see."

Nan Hua could sense the killing intent permeating from Nan Luo. She chose not to mind him while her mind was thinking about Long Qian Xing. Considering how her family members reacted, would the dinner even be enjoyable for Long Qian Xing?

It looked like a battlefield for her.

In the end, it was Long Qian Xing who arrived first than her cousin. Dressed in dark red clothes, Long Qian Xing looked like a young scholar. His long hair was tied neater than it usually was when he was roaming around. This gave him the impression of a clean and responsible person.

However, the atmosphere actually smelt like gunpowder as almost all pair of eyes were not looking at him pleasantly.

Long Qian Xing was not shaken as he cupped his fist in order to greet them. "Long Qian Xing greets Grandfather, General Feng, Madam Feng, First Young Master Nan, and Hua'er."

Hearing his way of addressing them, Feng Qian Shao was utterly speechless. Why did it sound as if this brat was only seeing Old Master Nan and Nan Hua as his family members?

Nan Luo pursed his lips. There was nothing wrong with the way Long Qian Xing addressed them, but he felt irked whenever he thought that Nan Hua would be taken by this young man in the future.

He didn't want to give his sister to anyone!

Old Master Nan waved his hand. "It's been a while, Long Qian Xing."

"Grandfather," Long Qian Xing called out once more. "Your complexion looks much better now, Grandfather."

"Hmm, right." Old Master Nan then recalled that he was sick the last time Long Qian Xing saw him. He laughed. "This old bone can naturally live longer."

Long Qian Xing smiled faintly. As he had expected, Old Master Nan was no longer used to talk formally anymore. Besides, who would like to talk so stiffly with other people when they could talk freely instead?

Nan Si Qiao smiled. "You may seat over there, Young Commander Long."

"Please don't be so polite with me, Madam Feng." Long Qian Xing bowed and sat down beside Nan Luo. Nan Hua was on the other side and it didn't look like Nan Luo would let them sit next to each other.

Nan Luo looked at Long Qian Xing with scrunched expression. "It's been a while, Young Master Long."

"Indeed it has, Young Master Nan." Long Qian Xing smiled. "Have your skill improved since last time?"

Last time?

Upon recalling that Long Qian Xing fought Nan Hua while thinking that it was him, Nan Luo's lips twitched. This… was the same as asking for a beating. He was sure that if Long Qian Xing raised the standard when fighting him, he wouldn't be able to last that long.

But how could he show his unconfident side?

"I'll defeat you soon," Nan Luo glowered. If only he was born at the same time as Long Qian Xing, he was sure that he would have long defeated this annoying young man.

Long Qian Xing's lips curled up more. "I'll be waiting for that."

"Grandfather, are we late….?" Feng Ao Si's words halted in the middle when he saw Long Qian Xing sat beside Nan Luo. His eyes widened so big that it almost popped out.

Feng Ao Kuai's expression was not any better as he looked at Long Qian Xing as if he wished to kill the other party.

"You're not late." Old Master Nan looked at his two grandsons. "Come and take a seat. Long Qian Xing will join us today."

"I see." Feng Ao Si looked at Long Qian Xing as his hand itched to drag the man to the field in order to challenge him again. Though, if he dared to do that, his grandfather would beat him up with that walking stick.

"Yes, Grandfather." Feng Ao Kuai's eyes glinted as he took the seat right beside Long Qian Xing.