I like Ming Xi a lot. Feng Wu had always liked him. Although she didnt understand why he said what he said, she spoke with certainty.
Ming Xi sighed. Is there a difference between how you like and how you like Jier or Ink? Using the opportunity to teach her the difference between friendship and love would be good too.
Those playing cards stopped what they were doing and curiously looked at Feng Wu, waiting for her reply.
Ming Xi wasnt the only one who noticed Feng Wu had this problem. Jier noticed it too. Feng Wu didnt know what love was. The only reason she proposed to Ming Xi was because he was a good man, like her master. She hoped this good man would be her babys father.
Ming Xi was a good man, but he hoped Feng Wu would find soone she loved. He hoped she wouldnt remain so ignorant.
If Ink didnt understand Feng Wus feelings for Ming Xi before, he did now. There were so many incidents with this girl: the confession, the love letter, marriage proposal . . . And that was just the beginning.
Leo was interested in the drama; it seed like sothing fun.
Ming Xis question made Feng Wu think deeply. After a while she said, Theyre the sa.
Jier and Ink nearly choked. Dont be so honest girl. It would be weird for anyone to agree to marriage proposal after hearing sothing like that.
Ming Xi sighed. He thought as much, but hearing it was still disappointing.
When your feelings of like are different, then lets talk about it then. OK?
Feng Wu nodded as if she actually understood.
Jier and Ink exchanged glances. Turns out sothing was in the air. It wasnt like Ming Xi had no feelings for her.
The topic was tacitly dropped by everyone and the gas resud.
After two rounds of Mahjong, Jier gave way to Feng Wu.
Xiao Wu, dont be afraid. Ill be rciful. Ink was full of cheer.
Im not afraid. She wasnt afraid. The ga wasnt that scary.
After shuffling the tiles and throwing the dice, Ink drew is first sets of tiles. Except for a few minor mistakes in the beginning, Feng Wu didnt miss any tiles. She had Jier to guide her. The more she played, the better she beca. It only took three rounds before she started winning.
Huh . . . all matches.
Huh . . . yeah.
Huh . . .
Huh . . .
No one could stand it after she won seven gas in a row. It was fun to play when there was a chance of winning and losing, but was she really a beginner? Was she just playing dumb?
Stop, Xiao Wu, are you sure youre a beginner? You really havent played this before? Ink said weakly, his body nearly prone on the table, cheeks pressed flat and arms spread out.
Yeah, Feng Wu is too good. Shes not like a beginner at all, said an annoyed Leo. He had only won one hand all day.
Jier was distressed over his dwindling money pouch. Children cut off from their families for disobedience couldnt afford to be poor.
Ming Xi smiled. Rich people never worried about money.
I can prove shes a beginner. Ive taught her solitaire, but Ive never taught her Mahjong before. Even though he didnt want to admit it, it was a sad fact that he was beaten by a beginner.
Xiao Wu, co on spill it. Is there so kind of trick to how youre winning? Ink asked. If there was a trick, he might be able to use it and win in the future. His eyes sparkled as though envisioning gold coins before him.
Upon hearing the question, the other three imdiately focused their attention on Feng Wu. There were very interested.
Theres no trick. Feng Wu shook her head.
No way. Then youre saying you won through luck every ti? Ink, who thought he would hear a good trick, was disappointed.
If there was a trick, then it would be fine, but if it was luck, then there was nothing he could do.
It wasnt luck. Feng Wu shook her head again. It was easy, just know the tiles already played. Then youll know the ones that havent been played yet. You know the cards you are holding so its easy to win. Did there need to be a trick for sothing so simple?
The group fell silent. Was that how it worked? That was so simple. To make it a fair ga, none of them used any magic or other extraordinary skills to peek at an opponents hand. They had to rely only on mory, but it wasnt easy with so many cards.
They would have thought Feng Wu was cheating were it not for the fact they knew she couldnt use magic to check on their hand.
Feng Wu was so good that every one lost interest in playing. They handed her over to the card table and Oleen gave up his seat so she could play.
Fortunately for everyone else, playing cards wasnt just about having a good mory. Luck was also important. She didnt win every ga, but she didnt do badly at all - three out of five wins. This was still enough to make Yanran and Milty cry.
They were rescued by the crew coming in to tell them it was ti to eat. Milty and Yanran couldnt run away fast enough.
Feng Wu blinked and walked out after them after putting the cards away.
The chef had prepared fresh fish and fluffy white rice.
Most people in the western countries didnt like rice, but Feng Wu loved it, so Ming Xi had purchased a lot for the trip. There was enough for many more als to co.
The crew was great at grilling fish. Feng Wu ate several large bowls of grilled fish and rice. It was hard to believe she could eat so much. She was so small; where did she put it all?!
Eating grilled fish while the sea breeze blew by, sea life wasnt bad at all.
Whats that up ahead? It looks like soone is in the water! cried out a crew mber on the bow.
Startled, Ming Xi and the others put down their bowls and walked to the bow of the boat. Sure enough, they saw several people in the water clinging to so wooden boards.
Senior Ming Xi, what do we do? Should we save them? Leo asked. He didnt think they would, after all this was the sea. It was no peaceful than land. If the people were pirate decoys, then saving them would an leading the wolf to their doors.
Theyre too pitiful. Senior Ming Xi, we have to save them. Yanran couldnt stand to watch them suffer.
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