Li Guanyu paused for a moment before understanding, then slapped Zhao Cheng's arm and said, "You just want Chen Feier, why are you acting so formal!"

"Your request may not be excessive, but it's unfair! It's a deal, Chen Feier is mine! Besides, it was my idea to go see them, you just came with me!"

Zhao Cheng said helplessly, "I told you back then that if I went, Chen Feier might come with me..."

"You mean... Chen Feier chose you?"

Zhao Cheng nodded.

"I'm so handsome and talented, why would she ruin herself like this?" Li Guanyu sighed.

Zhao Cheng inwardly spat, then emphasized, "You decide! Do you want the club's business, or Chen Feier?"

"Choose business, and let's put an end to Chen Feier's matter. Don't go looking for her again."

"Choosing Chen Feier won't hurt our relationship. I'll even give you a free membership. But whether Chen Feier stays with you or not depends on your fate."

Li Guanyu lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

Xu An rolled her eyes and looked up at the roof, saying, "Think about Wang Yufeng, think about Su Ye, their fates were so tragic..."

Li Guanyu immediately looked up and said, "Of course I choose business! Even that scoundrel Su Ye prioritizes his career, how can I fall behind?"

"We're good brothers, Fourth Master Yan Chuan!"

"Brothers three, four, five, six, seven!"

"Of course we should work together to do practical things!!"

...

The club officially opened, and Chen Feier started painting.

As for Su Ye, he was still Su Wansan's nephew after all. Out of consideration for his brotherhood with his second brother, Su Wansan helped Su Ye out and didn't let Deng Fugui send him to the Ministry of Justice in Xidu. Instead, he locked him up in the Yanchuan prison.

With so many people watching the investiture ceremony, and Wu Sisi publicly reporting it to the authorities, even if Su Wansan was rich, Su Ye could only escape the death penalty but not the punishment; he was definitely going to jail.

Xue Yun and her son Wang Yuluan have been quite well-behaved lately. Not only have they stopped causing trouble for Zhao Cheng, but they have also been keeping a low profile in their daily lives.

The general's mansion remained tightly shut all day, presumably because they were determined to wait for the results of Wang Ren's northern expedition.

Keep a low profile for now. If Wang Ren's northern expedition succeeds, it will be an immense achievement. Any grudges or hatred can be settled then!

Xu An, the Wang Yufeng brothers, Su Ye...

Some died, some were imprisoned, and some made up...

For a time, Zhao Cheng lived a peaceful life without anyone bothering him, which made him somewhat unaccustomed to it.

However, Zhao Cheng thought this was a good thing. Apart from worrying about his father who hadn't come home yet for some reason, he was focused on making money!

"master……"

Dong Hua pushed open the door and entered. Before she could finish speaking, a fragrant aroma invigorated her.

She saw Zhao Cheng lying on the floor fiddling with some bottles and jars, so she quickly went over.

"It smells so good!"

Zhao Cheng handed Dong Hua a bottle and said, "Smell it and see what you can smell."

"Lemon flavor...wine...rose?"

"Not bad, not bad at all!"

Zhao Cheng excitedly sat cross-legged, and when he saw Dong Hua sticking out her tongue to lick the bottle opening, he quickly shouted, "Don't lick it!"

Donghua quickly spat out the blade from the tip of her tongue.

"You can't eat this, it'll give you an upset stomach!"

Donghua picked up the blade, wiped it with a handkerchief, and then put it in her mouth.

Looking at Dong Hua's action, Zhao Cheng said quietly, "You look like you're wearing dentures."

Dong Hua plopped down in front of Zhao Cheng and asked, "Master, what is this?"

"This is a good thing!" Zhao Cheng picked up the bottle and shook it gently, looking Dong Hua up and down. "It's summer now, there are lots of mosquitoes. Come on, let me see if you've got any mosquito bites."

"They really did get nailed!"

"Come here, let me relieve your itch!"

Zhao Cheng excitedly went over and saw Dong Hua starting to undo her belt. He exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing? Did you nail your butt to the ground?"

Donghua nodded.

"Don't take it off!" Zhao Cheng grabbed Dong Hua's hand and poured some liquid from the bottle onto her index and middle fingers: "Put your hand in and apply it to the buds."

"Master, please apply it for me..."

"Stop dawdling, it'll dry if you don't wipe it off soon!" Zhao Cheng grabbed Dong Hua's hand and shoved it inside, frowning as he said, "Let's see if you dare to sleep with your bare bottom exposed again!"

A moment later, Donghua felt her body react and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"It really doesn't itch anymore! And...it feels so refreshing!"

“Of course,” Zhao Cheng said proudly. “This is even better than soap!”

"It smells even better than soap, what's this stuff called?"

"Floral water!"

Zhao Cheng walked up to the winter scene and said, "Spread your hands out."

Dong Hua stretched out her hands, and Zhao Cheng poured a few drops into her palms, saying, "Rub your hands together."

After rubbing, without waiting for Zhao Cheng's instructions, Dong Hua put her hands to her nose and smelled them, exclaiming with a smile, "So fragrant!"

"This floral water can not only refresh and relieve itching, but also clean your hands."

As he spoke, Zhao Cheng walked to the reclining chair, poured some water on it, spread it evenly, and then lay down on it, letting out a comfortable sigh.

"In the summer, many people like to lie naked on cool chairs and mats at home. After a while, they sweat and make the cool chairs and mats sticky, uncomfortable, and unclean. But with my floral water, I just apply a little to the cool chairs and mats before going to bed. It keeps them clean and makes me feel cool."

"With this good mood, isn't it going to be another pleasant day?"

Donghua picked up a bottle with obvious delight and said, "Master, you are truly a genius. How did you come up with this?"

"I read about it in a book. I started working on it a while ago, but I only recently succeeded in developing it."

"Master, are you going to sell it?"

"Yes, I heard that Xiao Luomu is selling our soap quite well. He has opened up the distribution channels, so let's get this to sell together."

Seeing that Donghua was holding onto a bottle tightly, Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "You can use this one, and take another one to your sister."

"Thank you, Master!"

"By the way, what brings you here?"

Dong Hua capped the two bottles of floral water and put them in her pocket, saying, "Chen Feier wants you to come over."

Zhao Cheng nodded, sat up from the lounge chair, picked up a bottle of floral water, and said, "I'll bring her a bottle too."

Dong Hua's jealousy was obvious as she said, "Master is so good to Chen Feier."

"She works so hard to earn money for me, of course I have to treat her well."

Zhao Cheng rubbed Dong Hua's head and said, "Don't think about these nonsense things! We all need to work hard to make money, making enough money is the most important thing!"

"Master, when are you going to marry my sister?" Donghua suddenly asked.

"We have to wait for the old man to come back."

The thought of his father caused Zhao Cheng's brows to furrow involuntarily.

Is the old man really that playful?

It's been so many days, and they still haven't gone home!