Thinking of this, he couldn't help but miss Plum Blossom Twelve and the Black Wind Village group. Why do they look so cute now?
Heavens above, please grant me a villain role!
Bang!
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome young man with neatly combed hair barged in. He stood by the bed and looked down at him, asking, "How is your injury healing? Can you go to school today?"
Hong Xingying's anger level increased by 299!
"It's alright," Zu'an answered subconsciously. "Wait, who are you?"
"That's good." The young man didn't answer him, but turned and left. He was stunned when he saw the human-shaped mark on the wall, but he quickly recovered and walked out with his head held high.
Zuan was stunned. He had just made a wish, and a villain had been sent to him. Could it be that effective? Who exactly was this guy? Why was he so angry at him right away?
"Young master~" At this moment, a voice like that of a resentful woman rang out. Cheng Shouping appeared at the door with dark circles under his eyes and a resentful look on his face.
"What's wrong with you? Did the female demon drain you dry yesterday?" Zu An was startled.
Cheng Shouping walked over unsteadily: "Young master, how dare you say that? I didn't sleep a wink last night. I didn't finish copying that family law until dawn."
Zu An chuckled awkwardly, got up and poured him a glass of water: "Little Pingping, it's a good thing you stayed in the quiet room copying family rules all day yesterday. If you had come out with me, you would probably be a corpse by now."
"Thank you, son-in-law," Cheng Shouping said, flattered, as he accepted the water glass, but his face was blank. "Why did I turn into a corpse?"
Zu An pointed to the human-shaped hole in the wall: "See that? Last night, an assassin came to kill me. Luckily, I was blessed with good fortune and unparalleled skills, which allowed me to escape. If you were there, you would have risked your life to save me. The assassin's knife doesn't have eyes, and you might have been gone."
Cheng Shouping swallowed hard, still feeling a lingering fear, and muttered subconsciously, "Then I'll just have my family punished."
"What did you say?" Zu An's eyebrows shot up immediately.
Cheng Shouping immediately smiled apologetically: "I mean, someone as loyal as me would definitely fight the assassin to the death. If he wants to harm the young master, he'll have to step over my dead body."
Seeing that he was becoming more and more righteous as he spoke, almost spitting on his own face, Zu'an pushed his face away: "Come on, don't get too carried away. Let me ask you a question, who was that arrogant guy who just went out?"
“Him? He’s Steward Hong’s precious son, Hong Xingying,” Cheng Shouping replied. “He’s a bit arrogant, but he’s a cultivation genius. He never formally attended an academy, but he’s already reached the third rank through self-study. Steward Hong is very proud of him, and even the master and madam praise him highly. They’ve always valued him highly and have been grooming him to be the leader of the younger generation in the mansion.”
So he's the son of Steward Hong. No wonder his hair is combed so meticulously, just like his father's.
"Tch, I thought he was something special. He's only reached the third rank after more than ten years of cultivation." Zu An thought to himself, "I went from being a piece of trash to the third rank in just two or three days. Did I go around bragging about it?"
Cheng Shouping couldn't help but curl his lips. No wonder they all said that the son-in-law was ambitious but incompetent. He clearly had no ability but had a big mouth and loved to boast. If he could reach the third rank in his life, the master and mistress would probably be laughing in their dreams.
"What are you muttering about?" Zuan glared at him.
Cheng Shouping immediately smiled broadly: "I was thinking of talking to Madam later. Since you are so badly injured, you probably don't need to go to school today."
"No need, this injury is nothing. My parents-in-law sent me to the academy, which is obviously for my own good. How could I let them down?" Zu An patted his chest and said. He naturally didn't want to go to school, but staying at home was even more boring. Because of the assassin incident yesterday, Chu Zhongtian sent two people to guard his door, preventing him from leaving. Rather than that, he might as well go to school. Maybe he could even find a chance to slip away halfway through.
Hearing him speak so confidently, Cheng Shouping's mouth gaped open wide enough to fit a fist. He hurriedly came over and touched his forehead: "Young Master, do you have a fever today?"
"Get lost!" Zuan kicked him away.
"Haha~ Zu'an, you're becoming more and more sensible. All our efforts have paid off." A burst of laughter rang out as Chu Zhongtian and Qin Wanru walked in with beaming smiles.
"Father-in-law and mother-in-law, what brings you here?" Zu An feigned surprise and delight. Sigh, acting like this every day is really exhausting. If he stayed a few more days, he might be able to go back and become an Oscar-winning actor.
"I heard from Xingying that your injuries are not serious and you have decided to go to the academy, so I came to check on you because I was a little worried." Qin Wanru's usually stern face softened slightly at this moment.
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