Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 370

Yun Muyu gobbled the food down without any care for safety or etiquette. She was thoroughly enjoying the experience.

"Ahh… Some proper food at last! I'm so sick of delivery food. Is that even safe for human consumption?"

"I'll throw out those boxes for you then?"

"No, I'm saving it for supper."

"…" Chu Feng was speechless. The young woman looked as though she had not eaten for a year. She looked pathetic, actually.

Meanwhile, Yun Muqing was busy tidying up the entire house. She was already drenched in sweat, and her expression was filled with resentment.

Chu Feng could not bear to see her exerting herself. He complained, "Yun Muyu, are you a dog or something? There's not a single square inch in this entire house you didn't make a mess of. Who would want to marry you in the future?"

"None of your business!" Yun Muyu said with her mouth full of food. She glared at Chu Feng and blinked. "I'll stay single for the rest of my life then! No one cares for me or loves me anyway. You three went on a camping trip and left me alone at home. You must have enjoyed so many feasts, while I had to stay home and eat instant noodles. No one loves, and no one cares about me…"

Yun Muyu was seized by a sudden pang of sorrow, and tears began to fall.

Chu Feng rubbed his nose, feeling a little embarrassed, and whispered to Yun Muqing, "I think I might have been a little overboard. I feel sorry for her. Maybe we should comfort her?"

"No need at all," Yun Muqing said calmly. "She has episodes like these once in a while. She'll be fine soon."

"Chu Feng!" Yun Muyu wiped away her tears. She handed the empty bowl to Chu Feng with a grin on her face. "Another bowl, please!"

"…"

Tang Feng and his wife sighed and nodded in agreement.

Chu Feng ushered them into the living room, and they sat down and chatted for a while.

Tang Feng was amazed by the grandeur of Chu Feng's mansion. He surveyed the interior before exclaiming, "Your house is magnificently opulent, Mr. Chu. I've never seen a house as grand as yours."

A fitting residence for the Dragon Soul's God of War! He thought.

"Yes, indeed. Tang Feng's ancestral house isn't half as grand as this…" Wang Hui said excitedly. She could see the pavilions, the pond, and the golf course from where she was sitting. "This mansion must cost a bomb, isn't it?"

"It's not a lot, only half a billion!"