Chapter 37: The Gossip
The light spilled onto the bedroom floor, like a layer of sparkling silver. Against the backdrop of the night, the light seemed exceptionally gentle.
On the bed, Nuonuo was hugging his clean little feet, babbling something unintelligible.
After rolling back and forth a few times, Nuonuo was happily flapping around. He turned his head and saw his papa coming out of the bedroom, let out a happy “ya,” and grinned, showing his little baby teeth.
“Papa, hwug!”
Nuonuo eagerly stretched out his little arms, tilting his little face up, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Fei Zhiyan.
Fei Zhiyan had just dried his hair before coming in. His hair was a little messy around his forehead. He was wearing a light blue pajama set and no silver-rimmed glasses, which made him look much gentler than usual.
Reaching out to take the clingy little one into his arms, Fei Zhiyan lay down on the bed. His somewhat emotional mood finally calmed down.
Too many things had happened today. Fei Zhiyan had originally planned to investigate the suspicious points about Wen Yuan, but after hearing about Nuonuo’s origins, he had even forgotten his purpose and had the driver take him home instead.
It was probably the first time he had been so eager to go home, so eager to see this soft little dumpling.
Fei Zhiyan looked at Nuonuo, who was snuggled in his arms and had started to snore softly, and a smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes.
Stripped of his calm and rational exterior, Fei Zhiyan realized that when it came to Nuonuo, he was also impulsive.
Perhaps he had never said it out loud, but the difference between caring and not caring could be seen in a simple action.
Without even seeking further confirmation, the more Fei Zhiyan thought about it, the more he felt that Nuonuo was like him in every way. Not only was he well-behaved and cute, but most importantly, Nuonuo’s blue fishtail looked just like the little mermaids of their clan. Although it was still a bit soft and floppy now, he could already glimpse its future power and strength.
A hint of pride appeared in Fei Zhiyan’s cold eyes.
The little merman cub he had given birth to, his future spiritual power would definitely not lose to any other merman!
At this thought, Fei Zhiyan had already listed a one-two-three plan for training the little merman in his mind. But Nuonuo’s spiritual power had probably not fully awakened yet, so he couldn’t start directly, which was a bit of a pity.
After pondering for a long time, Fei Zhiyan looked at Nuonuo, who was sleeping soundly with his little mouth open. He lowered his eyes, lifted his finger, and gently pinched his little nose.
Nuonuo, tickled by the pinch, let out an unconscious whimper, rubbed his face with his little hands, and then rolled over to the other side to sleep.
Fei Zhiyan looked at Nuonuo, who was sleeping with his limbs spread out, and for the first time, he felt that a little child who smelled of milk was also quite fun. He had completely forgotten the irritable and cold mood he had been in the first time he slept with Nuonuo.
Glancing at the sky, which had completely darkened outside, Fei Zhiyan felt that the night was very nice, the temperature just right, not too high or too low.
In the middle of the night.
The little thorny vine, having completed its mission, quietly returned to the villa, preparing to climb up the wall.
But halfway up, it twisted its body and hesitated for a moment, then carefully climbed to the window of Nuonuo’s bedroom.
Unlike last time, Nuonuo’s bedroom was completely dark, and there was no one inside.
The little purple flower at the tip of the thorny vine instantly drooped, and it slowly moved back to Fei Jing’s windowsill.
Fei Jing was sitting in the rocking chair in his room. Seeing the little thorny vine return, his hand, which was holding a teacup, paused slightly. He lifted his cold eyes and glanced at it. “Where did you go to play? Coming back so late.”
The little thorny vine hadn’t seen the cub tonight, and its little purple flower buds were drooping listlessly. It didn’t answer its master’s question and quietly planted itself in the pot, as if it were a soulless vine.
Seeing the blood-sucking vine playing dead, a few dark lines appeared on Fei Jing’s forehead.
He found a lighter from the cabinet. Fei Jing’s delicate and dark face slowly approached the blood-sucking vine. With a click, he lit the lighter. “Don’t want to talk? Believe it or not, I’ll burn you?”
Fei Jing’s tone was calm, as if he were talking about a very normal thing. But his cold, sharp eyes, flickering in the firelight, revealed that he was not joking.
The blood-sucking vine: “!!”
Instantly alert, the blood-sucking vine shook its body and quickly established a mental connection with Fei Jing, transmitting what had happened with Wen Yuan that night.
Only then was Fei Jing satisfied, thinking to himself that if a child wasn’t well-behaved, a good beating would probably fix it.
Sitting back in the rocking chair, Fei Jing took a sip of his rose tea, closed his eyes, and saw the images transmitted by the thorny vine.
The beginning was all normal, until…
Fei Jing’s eyes flew open. It was as if a hurricane had swept through his heart, instantly stirring up a monstrous wave. He really didn’t know which was more shocking: that his father had slept with Wen Yuan, or that Nuonuo was really his father’s biological child!
Suddenly getting such a huge piece of gossip, Fei Jing felt as if he were about to choke to death. The flower tea in his hand trembled, and a few drops of warm tea splashed out without him realizing it.
Placing the teacup on the table, Fei Jing stood up from the lounge chair, his brows lightly furrowed as he began to pace in the bedroom.
Wen Yuan was one thing, but that outsider named Yingying also seemed very certain of Wen Yuan and Fei Zhiyan’s relationship… Then the credibility of this matter was basically over eighty percent.
From just a few words, Fei Jing had deduced that these outsiders might not only know the future trend of events, but that these future events were probably all related to them.
Could it be that Father really destroyed the world in the future?
Thinking this, Fei Jing had accidentally stumbled upon the truth. But he had no time to delve deeper. He took another sip of tea to calm his nerves and continued to think about Nuonuo.
He had never seen his father’s merman form, nor had he seen Nuonuo’s, but that didn’t stop him from knowing that they were both mermaids.
But Fei Jing had always thought, like Fei Han and Fei Zhiyan, that Nuonuo was a little merman sent by the outsiders from another world, with the purpose of getting close to them. Just like that girl before, creating all sorts of opportunities, seemingly just to make him like her.
So Fei Jing had always been very conflicted. He felt that Nuonuo was so small, silly and dazed, with no ulterior motives. He couldn’t do anything to them, so sending him over could only be for selling cuteness, right?
What’s the use of selling cuteness? It’s not as fast as hiring an assassin.
But what Fei Jing never expected was that Nuonuo might actually be related to his father by blood.
No wonder he’s so clingy, calling me “brother” so affectionately. Perhaps the little one really does see me as a family member.
At this thought, Nuonuo’s sticky little milky voice seemed to echo in Fei Jing’s ears, as well as his wronged expression when he cried for his brother’s hug.
Without Fei Jing even realizing it, his previously heavy mood seemed to have lightened a lot.
This night was destined to be a sleepless one. Fei Jing thought and thought, feeling that he couldn’t eat this gossip all by himself. He ran a hand through his golden hair and turned to go to Fei Han’s room.
“Eldest Brother, are you asleep?”
Fei Jing knocked on the door perfunctorily and then walked into the small living room of Fei Han’s bedroom.
Fei Han was indeed not asleep yet. Recently, his experiments had reached a very critical stage, requiring a large amount of biochemical knowledge to supplement, so Fei Han was staying up late at night to read.
Fei Jing saw Fei Han’s thick book, which could be used as a brick, and didn’t even understand the title. He couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow in admiration. Although he didn’t like Fei Han’s deadpan face, to be fair, in terms of knowledge, Fei Han could probably outstrip him by half a planet in terms of knowledge.
Hearing Fei Jing’s voice, Fei Han gently closed his book and asked with a slight frown, “What is it?”
If it’s nothing, Fei Jing wouldn’t call me “Eldest Brother.”
“Ha, what’s wrong? Can’t I just come and cultivate some brotherly affection with you?”
Fei Jing sat down in a chair on the side, his hair swaying in a light arc, his eyes unusually calm, showing no sign of the anger he had shown when he had confronted Fei Han earlier.
Fei Han, on the other hand, was a little impatient. His knuckles tapped lightly on the desk. “If you have something to say, just say it. No need to get close.”
With their terrible relationship, it’s a good thing they’re not worried about the other strangling them in the middle of the night.
Fei Jing let out a “tsk,” thinking to himself that if he really couldn’t find anyone else, he wouldn’t have come to put on a warm face to this cold butt.
“Alright, then I’ll say it. You’d better be prepared.” Fei Jing propped his chin on his hand, brought his face a little closer, and his tone became much lighter. “Nuonuo is the child of Wen Yuan and Father. How about it? Didn’t expect that, did you!”
Fei Han was indeed surprised for a moment. His cold eyes also became a little more serious, and he looked up at Fei Jing with a frown. “That’s impossible,” Fei Han’s tone was very certain.
Fei Jing let out a soft scoff and looked back with his arms crossed. “How is it impossible? Otherwise, where did that Nuonuo come from? It can’t be from asexual reproduction, can it?”
Fei Han’s brow was still furrowed. He avoided Fei Jing’s gaze and silently looked at the book on his desk—Analysis of Relevant Influencing Factors on Sperm Maturation and Function.
“I think this possibility is indeed a bit more likely,” Fei Han said suddenly.
Hearing this, Fei Jing’s eyelid twitched, and his heart also felt a strange throb.
No way, is Fei Han that perverted? If he continues to research, will he directly take a big leap and figure out asexual reproduction?!
Fei Jing, who was not a fan of high-end academics, just felt annoyed, thinking that this conversation was going nowhere. Fei Han simply didn’t have a single entertainment nerve in his body.
“Forget it, there’s nothing to talk to you about. I’m leaving. You can continue your research.”
Fei Jing let out a light “hmph” and, under Fei Han’s icy gaze, left with a swagger.
After Fei Jing left, Fei Han locked his door, but his gaze did not move away from the book he had just been looking at. It was a bit difficult to achieve with current technology, but that didn’t mean it wouldn’t be possible in the future. What’s more, his father’s merman race had a different structure from humans. Who’s to say they couldn’t reproduce asexually?
Having opened up a new line of thought, Fei Han picked up another book from the bookshelf.
Fei Jing, after leaving, didn’t go back to sleep either. He turned and went to Fei Luo’s room. “Little Luo, are you asleep?”
Fei Jing pushed the door open and turned on Fei Luo’s bedside lamp.
Fei Luo had already been asleep, but he was woken up by Fei Jing’s voice. His little curls were messy, and his big eyes were still a little hazy and not fully open.
Fei Jing, on the other hand, kindly reached out his finger and held his eyelids open. “Alright, I knew you weren’t asleep. Come and listen to your brother’s gossip.”
Fei Luo: “…”
