Full-time Mage: Dream Walker

Chapter 282 Leng Qing, Mom is getting married to An Yuan

"Lingling, hurry up, or you won't be able to squeeze in if you're late."

Being dragged by Leng Qing to squeeze into the crowd, Leng Lingling rubbed her sleepy eyes and said speechlessly, "Why are you in such a hurry? Mom gave us VIP tickets and we can use the VIP channel. Why do we have to line up so early in the morning?"

Leng Qing said unhappily, "Others want to watch the game up close but don't have the chance yet, and you're complaining. There will be a three-nation melee in the morning to compete for a chance to reach the finals. Watch it carefully, and maybe you'll be able to participate in the National Government Competition in the future."

Leng Lingling snorted and muttered, "As expected of you who has been the presiding judge for a year, you are even teaching your own sister a lesson."

"you……?"

Leng Lingling shrank her head and smiled awkwardly, "I've watched dozens of games, so this one won't make a difference. It's you, sister, who took so much trouble to call you over. You always said you were busy, but now you're more anxious than me?"

Leng Qing said nothing and gave him a dangerous look.

Leng Lingling sticks out her tongue:

My silly sister, aren't you just anxious to see An Yuan?

I don’t know what your expression would be if An Yuan revealed his true colors.

And An Yuan, are you ready to balance being a mother and a sister?

……

After the treasure hunt, eight teams advanced to start the final round of competition.

The Shenzhou team led by An Yuan was unstoppable and reached the finals with a perfect record, waiting for the other three teams with outstanding performances to decide one team that would also participate in the finals.

Among them, Italy and Far East are the favorites for the final.

The Italian captain was a very powerful super-class mage and should have entered the finals with a crushing momentum, but Sakura Yamai broke through to the super-class after the treasure hunt.

Normally, Sakura Yamai cannot release super-level magic and her strength is weaker than that of the Italian captain.

But relying on the domineering Wuxiang Sword, Yamai Sakura, with her super-level cultivation, can basically cast super-level magic instantly!
Every strike of his sword and every shot of his super-class magic can bring fame to people of all ages, and in the Venice competition, it's simply a killing spree.

In the end, Sakura Yamai led the Far East team to win a place in the finals.

"Let's cheer for Sakura Yamai's wonderful performance! We'll take a short break, and the final will be held at 2pm! Now, let's enjoy the rankings."

"Those contestants who failed should not be discouraged. Lady Goddess intends to select the best contestants and crown them the Prince of Europe. As long as you perform well enough, you still have a chance even if you lose the competition."

"Okay, let's look forward to the final match between Team Shenzhou and Team Jidong!"

On the stage, the Far East contestant who had won the victory with great difficulty was enjoying the cheers from the audience and looked at Yamai Sakura nervously:

"Captain, our final match this afternoon..."

"It will win."

Yamai Sakura's eyes were determined, "For Teacher Ying, I will never lose!"

The Far East players immediately gained confidence, "Yes, we will win! The Shenzhou team is just averagely strong, and their captain has not yet broken through to the super level. We will definitely win under the leadership of Captain Yamai!"

For a moment, the Far East team was in high spirits.

……

Leng Qing felt terrible when he saw Yamai Sakura's terrifying strength.

"An Yuan finally made it to the finals, can he really beat a monster like this?"

Leng Qing is now a super-class magician, but she estimates that she will only fail if she faces Yamai Sakura.

Although An Yuan is very strong and reliable, he has not yet broken through to the super level. How should he face such a strong opponent?
Leng Qing frowned and stood up from his seat.

The VIP seats were very close to the contestant seats, and she wanted to find An Yuan.

As for what to do after finding An Yuan...

Maybe give him some magic tools?
"What a naive sister~, you're still like a child."

Leng Lingling shook her head and sighed, then followed behind.

She will be needed to help control the situation next.

"I've been really worried about this family."

……

"Where's An Yuan?"

"It's Senior Sister Leng Qing, the original god is over there." Song Xuanfei pointed the way earnestly. Leng Qing thanked him and walked into a corridor in the direction.

As a former contestant of the National Government, Leng Qing knew that it was a meeting room for contestants.

But at this time, the mentors and contestants were all outside watching the competition, so what was An Yuan doing in the conference room?
Leng Qing pushed open the door.

In the room, a beautiful woman with purple hair and purple eyes sat with An Yuan, seemingly talking about something.

"Xiaoqing and Lingling are here too."

Leng Yuan smiled gently. She stopped her private conversation when she heard footsteps and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was her two daughters.

"It's mom."

Leng Qing suddenly realized.

"My mother must also want to help Yasuhara win the championship. She and I have the same idea."

Thinking of this, Leng Qing was happy that her mother and An Yuan had such a close relationship, so that their relationship would surely be recognized and blessed by their families.

Imagining the happy times in the future, Leng Qing's lips spread into a smile. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Leng Yuan taking An Yuan's hand, interlocking their fingers in a very ambiguous manner.

Leng Yuan did not treat her daughter as an outsider. She resumed the previous topic, feeling the warmth of her lover's palms. She offered her lips to An Yuan's face like a little girl in love:

"I'm relieved if you're sure. Let's start preparing for our wedding after the competition. Xiaoqing, Lingling, come and sit down."

Leng Yuan waved enthusiastically, and found Leng Qing staring at her blankly, showing a hint of shyness, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth:
"An Yuan and I have decided to get married this year. Xiao Qing can call An Yuan dad from now on, but she can no longer call herself a sister~"

"Hey, bless us."

bless……?
What are you talking about, mom!

He he he is my boyfriend!!!

Leng Qing stared at the scene blankly, his brain unable to comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

'Am I dreaming?!'

"Congratulations to mom and brother Anyuan for finally getting married."

Leng Lingling's voice came from behind, and she seemed to say some words of blessing happily, but Leng Qing could no longer hear it.

Her mind went blank, her ears were buzzing, her body was shaking, and she felt the world was becoming unreal.

When I came to my senses, I found Leng Yuan and Leng Lingling looking at me expectantly.

"Wish, wish..."

Leng Qing spoke with difficulty, his voice was bitter, "I wish you a happy marriage..."

Leng Yuan was like a child overwhelmed by happiness, smiling brightly, "I know Xiaoqing is a little embarrassed, it's okay, we have time to get along as a family."

"Do not."

Leng Qing covered his forehead, shook his head, and looked at him blankly, "An Yuan, I have something to tell you."

Leng Lingling immediately chimed in, "Mom, my sister has come a long way to watch An Yuan's competition, let them say something."

Leng Yuan noticed something was wrong and looked at Leng Qing suspiciously, "Okay."

……

"An Yuan, what is going on?"

After confirming that his mother and sister had left, Leng Qing could no longer bear it. He pounced on the food like a hungry cheetah, pushed An Yuan down on the sofa, and glared at him:

"What's going on between you and mom?"

An Yuan sighed and hugged Leng Qing's waist. "At first I just wanted to improve my relationship with my mother-in-law, but she seemed to misunderstand and thought that I liked her and you were bringing us together."

Leng Qing: “Ah?”

　I don’t know if it’s because it’s nearing completion or something else, but I’ve been having a bit of insomnia lately. My biological clock has perfectly become sleeping in the morning, eating at noon, sleeping again in the afternoon, and writing after dinner.

　　I wanted to change myself, so I turned off my phone and computer and lay in bed at two in the morning. My brain started to wander and I fell asleep around six in the morning. I was woken by a phone call at around seven and couldn't fall asleep again. I ate some snacks and started typing in a daze.

　　My sleep time was so fragmented today.

　　Aba Aba, so it’s really easy for writers to suffer from insomnia.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)