"Mom, is this a new dish from Tianxinlou? It's quite delicious!"

Chuanwen pinched a piece of white pastry and put it in his mouth. The texture was soft and smooth, somewhat like a milk square.

Chuanwen was just about to go out for a stroll to clear her head when she ran into Xu Yan, who was giving her some pastries. The two sat down cross-legged and chatted while eating.

“A new chef came to Tianxin Restaurant and has created many new dishes. Since I know you love them, I bought them all for you today when I had some free time.”

Xu Yan pointed to a few unopened packages of pastries and desserts. These past few days, Yueya's family had finally reunited, so she had given her a few extra days off. That's why she'd been visiting the shop more frequently; otherwise, she would have already brought her daughter these treats.

Chuanwen's pity for Ergou quickly turned into craving for the delicious food. He opened another package; it was shaped like flower petals, crispy and not greasy, with a hint of jasmine fragrance. Chuanwen's eyes immediately lit up. "Delicious!"

She took a piece and handed it to Wenxue. Wenxue took a bite and enjoyed it, nodding with a smile. The three of them then began to savor the food.

In the living room, Marquis Changxing and Chuanhai arrived one after the other, greeting him with smiles. But seeing that Xu's parents had come and brought many gifts, they asked in surprise, "General Xu, is there something you need?"

The three of them hadn't quite recovered from the gossip they'd just heard when Marquis Changxing asked them this question, and they almost forgot what their purpose in coming here was.

"My lord, it's like this. Wuyou and Yu'er are not young anymore. We were thinking, could we move their wedding date forward a bit? That way, they can focus on their careers better once they have a family."

Xu Yunfei carefully chose his words, fearing that the other party would think that his family was disrespecting the woman, and that the agreed date had been changed again. He wondered why they hadn't thought of that earlier.

"Isn't their wedding date in six months?"

Marquis Changxing was a little puzzled. Half a year had passed quickly, so why was he in such a hurry?

His brows furrowed. Although he hadn't heard Chuanwen's thoughts clearly on the way here, he had heard the words "Su Heng is not good enough." So the Xu family was in a hurry to get married. Could it be that Xu Wuyou also had some kind of hidden illness?

Chuan Hai hadn't thought that far ahead. They had kept their daughter for a few more years because they couldn't bear to part with her, and now she was indeed getting on in years. Anyway, Xu Wuyou was a good choice, and Yu'er liked him, so it didn't matter whether they got married sooner or later.

Seeing that Chuanhai was about to agree, Marquis Changxing coughed and said, "Our children are all very independent. We should ask my Yu'er about this first."

Asking Chuanyu for his opinion is one thing, but another is to find out from Chuanwen whether Xu Wuyou has any hidden illness.

"Yes, yes, it's only right, it's only right."

Madam Xu responded with a smile, but none of them understood what Marquis Changxing was thinking. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Marquis Changxing and Chuanhai saw them off with smiles.

However, when they reached the gate of the mansion, Chuanwu stormed out from inside, his bruised and swollen face startling them.

"You...you got tricked by your master again?"

Marquis Changxing asked skeptically, his eyes filled with sympathy, "Do you think it's easy to learn a skill, especially with such a strange old woman?"

However, this time he misunderstood Tang Fengxing. Chuanwu stared at Xu Wuyou, came up to him with a forced smile, and said, "Brother, want to chat?"

Seeing that Chuanwu's arrival was hostile, the group was bewildered and looked at each other, not knowing what had happened between the two.

Hmm... Xu Wuyou was also confused. What's going on?

"Oh, okay."

Although confused, Xu Wuyou still agreed, thinking that there must be some misunderstanding between them, and they could talk it out somewhere.

Chuanwu put his arm around Xu Wuyou's shoulder and led him away, leaving the bewildered Marquis Changxing and the others behind.

In a narrow alley, Chuanwu brought Xu Wuyou in, where a dozen or so young men, uh... plus an old man with a white beard, were already standing there, eager to fight.

Leading the group was Chuan Yi, who had filled the narrow alley with more than a dozen men. When they saw Xu Wuyou enter, they all let out sinister smiles, looking like they were sharpening knives.

Xu Wuyou was completely bewildered. She looked at Chuanwu and saw him pick up a club that he had hidden by the roadside, with the same sinister smile.

Without saying a word, Chuanwu brandished his stick and beckoned the dozen or so men to attack him.

However, although there were many people on the traditional martial arts side, they were either spoiled rich kids with little strength or scholars and commoners who had no martial arts skills.

Xu Wuyou was born into a military family and could fight against a hundred strong Western Region barbarians. He could fight against a thousand in his current form!

Soon, the dozen or so people were sprawled out in the alley, groaning in pain. The old man with the white beard clutched his tooth and wept bitterly, "Waaah... my tooth, my tooth..."

Uh... Xu Wuyou didn't lay a hand on the old man. He knocked out his tooth because he tripped and ran too fast when he rushed over.

Chuanwu, who had just been kicked in the knee, stood up shakily, still holding his club and wanting to pounce again, but Xu Wuyou spoke up in time, "You can't beat me, but..."

He looked at the group of people lying on the ground, puzzled, and asked, "What are you all doing?"

Of course, it couldn't be to test his martial arts skills. Xu Wuyou couldn't understand the purpose of these people, since he hadn't offended them.

"What am I doing? Of course, I'm teaching you a lesson, you scumbag who's always looking for something better!"

The term "scumbag" originated from Chuanwu, but Chuanwu thinks it's perfectly fitting to describe Xu Wuyou, this hypocritical and sanctimonious man!

? ? ?

A question mark appeared above Xu Wuyou's head.

Seeing that he was still pretending, Chuanwu said fiercely, "You pretend to be so infatuated with Chuanyu on the surface, but you're still thinking about Xiaoman behind his back. Aren't you just eating what's in your bowl while eyeing what's in the pot?"

These words left Xu Wuyou even more confused. His feelings for Yu'er were genuine, and besides, when had he ever been thinking about Yang Xiaoman?

Fine, since Xu Wuyou refuses to admit it, he'll let this guy die knowing the truth!

Chuanwu recounted how he went to deliver food and flowers to Yang Xiaoman, only to be beaten up by Xu Wuyou's men. If he didn't have his eye on Xiaoman, why would he have someone beat him up!

Xu Wuyou: ......

"This is a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding my foot!"

Before Xu Wuyou could finish speaking, Chuanwu, enraged, interrupted him. Chuanwu raised his club and swung it at Xu Wuyou. Xu Wuyou dodged left and right, and was not hit by the club. However, Chuanwu was soon exhausted and could no longer swing it. He used the club to press against the ground and panted heavily.

Taking advantage of Chuanwu's moment of respite, Xu Wuyou quickly explained the misunderstanding. He wasn't after Yang Xiaoman; he intended to beat up the playboys who were giving flowers to Chuanyu. As for mistakenly hitting Chuanwu, it was probably because Feng Er mistook him for one of Chuanyu's suitors.