There was silence in Bai Chu's yard, as if it were dead silent.

Zhao Chuchu looked up and saw only two men in the yard.

One person's eyes were red as she stared at the closed door in front of her, and there was an uncontrollable sadness on her pretty face.

The other person next to him seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if he wanted to comfort someone but didn't know how to start.

"Wife, that seems to be Mr. Li." Zhang Xiuyuan whispered in Zhao Chuchu's ear.

The Mr. Li that Zhang Xiuyuan was talking about was Lin Jie'er's husband, Li Xiucai's husband.

Zhao Chuchu didn't know him, but Zhang Xiuyuan, who occasionally visited the Li family, knew him.

Wei Ming was a little surprised to see Zhang Xiuyuan, "Brother Yuan, why are you here?"

Wei Ming's words pulled Wei Xuan back from his sad thoughts. Seeing Xingzi, a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart. He hoped that Xingzi could persuade Bai Chu to come out and eat.

After Xingzi briefly introduced Zhao Chuchu and Zhang Xiuyuan, she knocked on the door and entered Bai Chu's room.

It was probably because of that period that the dishes bought by Xingzi whetted Bai Chu's appetite. She was also a likable person, so Bai Chu treated Xingzi very well. Now she was also Bai Chu's personal maid, and Bai Chu trusted her more.

"So the Boss Zhao and Yuan Fulang that Xingzi was talking about are you." Upon learning that it was them, Wei Xuan's alienation faded a little, and he became more sincere and grateful.

"My son's health has improved, thanks to you. I should have treated you well this time, but..." Xuan Fulang choked up slightly, his eyes falling on Bai Chu's room, "but my son is not feeling well this time, so please forgive me for not being able to treat you two well."

Wei Xuan was so exhausted by Bai Chu's matter that he had no time to spare to entertain the guests.

Zhao Chuchu and Zhang Xiuyuan did not complain. It was natural to worry about their sick son.

At this time, Xingzi came out of the house.

Wei Xuan stood up suddenly and asked anxiously, "Xingzi, what do you think? Is Ah Chu willing?"

Xingzi pursed her lips, a bitter look on her face, and shook her head.

Wei Xuan staggered slightly, and if Wei Ming hadn't supported him, he would have almost fallen.

He covered his face with his hands, unable to control the soft sobs he let out.

"My Ah Chu, what should father do? What should he do?" His voice was filled with helplessness and sorrow, and every word was heart-wrenching.

Although Zhang Xiuyuan didn't quite understand the reason, his eyes were still red because of Wei Xuan's deep love for his son.

At this time, another maid came in from outside the yard.

"Husband, Master, she couldn't come back."

Wei Xuan had been helped to sit down again. When he heard the maid's words, there was not much emotion on his face.

The maidservant hesitated to speak, with a conflicted look on her face.

"If you have anything else to say, just tell me." Wei Ming said.

The maid gritted her teeth and said, "I heard that the master went to a young man's house in Tangzhou Prefecture and even stayed there for one night..."

Almost as soon as the maid finished speaking, Wei Ming slammed the table fiercely, indignant, "Brother and sister-in-law, how could she do this? This is really too much. I thought she was a good person, but now, her son is seriously ill, and she is staying in a young manor. This is outrageous."

Compared to Wei Ming's anger, Wei Xuan's face was very calm.

Rather than saying that he was calm, it would be better to say that his eyes were as still as an ancient well without any ripples.

I don't know if he had expected it or if he really didn't care.

"Brother, aren't you angry?" Seeing that his brother was indifferent, Wei Ming felt sorry for him and his heart couldn't help but ache.