Cen Jiaan didn't know how many times he had answered.
I couldn't even count how many slaps I received on the face.
He only felt the corners of his mouth swollen and his ears buzzing. Not to mention answering an answer that satisfied Minister Cen, even opening his mouth became extremely difficult.
Many servants of the Cen Mansion gathered in the corridor, whispering and laughing at Cen Jiaan's joke.
"The master was in a bad mood after returning from court today. This kid is just unlucky to have run into the master's gun."
"Why else does he think the master would adopt him as his son?"
"For so many years, every time the master came home from court angry, he would take it out on us. Now, thank goodness, a young master has come along who can take some of the physical pain for us."
"Hehe~ How can it be so easy to be someone else's son in this world?"
At first, the whispers were kept in a low voice, but later they became unbridled and random discussions.
Even Cen Jiaan could hear a lot of it.
He bowed once more and looked carefully at Minister Cen: "Sir, your son has just returned from outside the palace."
Minister Cen's mouth twitched slightly, and he sneered, "Not bad this time."
While saying this, Minister Cen raised his right hand high again.
Cen Jiaan subconsciously dodged a little, turned his head away, gritted his teeth, and waited for the slap to fall.
"Daddy~"
Cen Yiyi's clear voice came from outside the yard.
The servants and maids who had gathered in the corridor saluted Cen Yiyi and dispersed.
She quickly stepped forward, stood beside Cen Jiaan, raised her hand and took hold of Minister Cen's arm: "Daddy, what are you doing?"
While speaking, Cen Yiyi glanced at Cen Jiaan.
Seeing Cen Jiaan’s red and swollen face, Cen Yiyi already had an idea.
She sneered disdainfully and raised her hand to point to the side: "Go, go, stand over there. You've made Daddy angry again for no reason."
Cen Jiaan didn't even dare to raise his head and stepped aside obediently.
Cen Yiyi took Shangshu Cen's arm, turned sideways coquettishly, and rested her head on Shangshu Cen's shoulder: "Daddy, your daughter has something to tell you."
When Minister Cen saw his cute and well-behaved daughter, his anger subsided and he said, "What's the matter? Tell me."
"There's no place to talk here." Cen Yiyi shook Minister Cen's arm, "Dad, let's go inside and talk."
Minister Cen agreed and walked into the hall with Cen Yiyi, and also reminded Cen Jiaan: "Go make a pot of tea."
The father and daughter entered the front hall. Cen Yiyi sat next to Minister Cen, put one hand on her lips, leaned down, leaned close to Minister Cen's ear, and whispered a few words.
As soon as he finished speaking, the joy on Minister Cen's face disappeared, his brows furrowed, and his face immediately revealed a face full of anger: "No!"
Cen Yiyi didn't expect her father to reject her. She looked at Minister Cen in surprise and even forgot to sit back in her chair, still half lying on the table.
She blinked her eyes and looked at Minister Cen intently: "What did Daddy say? Why can't it be done?"
"Yiyi, there are so many good men in the capital, why can't you choose someone else to like? Does it have to be the eldest son of the Liang family?"
Cen Yiyi blinked and raised her eyes slightly: "Dad!"
She was immediately dissatisfied with being rejected by Minister Cen. She shrank back, put her hands on her knees, and stared at Minister Cen angrily: "You don't love your daughter anymore! Before, I wanted to be with Shu Da, and you supported it with both hands. What's the matter? Now that you have an adopted son, do you think your daughter is useless and don't want to love her anymore?"
Minister Cen rubbed his hands anxiously: "Yiyi, what are you talking about? How could Daddy not love you? But Liang Shuda is a warrior. Although your idea is good, it is really beyond the understanding of a warrior like him. Daddy is just afraid that you will make things worse and be sad in the future."
Cen Yiyi stood up suddenly, her small nose twitched upwards a few times, her eyelids fluttering: "Dad, don't make excuses. If you don't want to love your daughter, then just leave. It will save me from staying in the mansion and causing you trouble."
With that, Cen Yiyi flicked her sleeves and walked straight out the door.
Just at this moment, Cen Jiaan came in with a tray.
Cen Yiyi glared at him unhappily, believing that the reason Minister Cen was unwilling to help was because he had an adopted son.
She deliberately took a big step forward, tilted her body, and bumped hard into Cen Jiaan's shoulder.
Cen Jiaan staggered twice and took a few steps back.
My wrist was sore, and I watched the tray tilt and the scalding tea was about to pour on me.
Cen Jiaan inadvertently pulled his right foot back, pressed it against the door sill, and turned his wrist.
The tray suddenly changed its angle.
A full pot of boiling hot tea spilled right onto Cen Yiyi's face.
The young lady who had been so arrogant just now was so burned that she covered her face and wailed non-stop.
"Yiyi," Minister Cen hurried forward upon seeing this, "My dear girl, are you okay?"
Minister Cen pulled Cen Yiyi's wrist away, and only then saw that her delicate little face had been burned red, and tears were streaming down her face.
Even at this moment, Cen Yiyi was still sulking with Minister Cen: "Daddy, are you willing to agree to my request? If not, then let me be scalded to death by this hot water."
Minister Cen felt sorry for his daughter and quickly replied, "What nonsense are you talking about? Daddy has promised you. Don't let your face get burned, otherwise Liang Shuda will have even more reason to abandon you one day."
When Minister Cen mentioned Liang Shuda, Cen Yiyi finally realized that her face needed treatment as soon as possible.
"Hurry, go get the doctor." Minister Cen roared at Cen Jiaan.
The latter agreed and then rushed out of the front hall.
Before long, the news that the eldest daughter of the Cen family had injured her face spread like wildfire.
While the Liang family was having dinner, the servant beside Liang Shuda hurried in and whispered something in Liang Shuda's ear.
Liang Shuda didn't even have time to swallow the food in his mouth: "How is it? Is the injury serious?"
Liang Ruitian glanced at Liang Shuda unhappily: "We're eating, what are you mumbling about?"
Liang Shuda raised his hand and told Buwei to go down. He looked at Liang Ruitian with an embarrassed look on his face: "Buwei said that Cen Yiyi hurt her face, and the Cen family wanted me to go over and take a look."
Liang Yuyu, who was busy eating, turned her head away and stared at Liang Shuda.
[Love-brained is love-brained. Have you forgotten what she did before? ]
Liang Shuda looked embarrassed and slowly picked up his chopsticks: "I will ask Buwei to tell the Cen family not to disturb our family because of Cen Yiyi's matter."
Liang Shuda said this, but his eyes gradually became dull and he looked lost.
After all, he and Cen Yiyi had true feelings for each other, so it would be a bit unreasonable to ask him to have no worries at all.
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