After Madam Feng finished speaking, she did not receive a reply from Prefect Xu.
Turning his head, he saw Magistrate Xu frowning, looking worried and deep in thought, and immediately flew into a rage.
"You bastard surnamed Xu, you've ruined me! I not only gave birth to your son, but I also raised him for you all these years, and now you don't want to acknowledge us as mother and son anymore?"
"How...is this possible?"
Magistrate Xu naturally denied it outright.
Madam Feng wouldn't believe it so easily, and gave a cold laugh.
But Magistrate Xu said emotionally, "Xiao'e, what are you saying? How could I not acknowledge you and Mu Bai? I've been dreaming of bringing you and Mu Bai back to our Xu family! Don't you know how much pain I've felt all these years whenever I hear others call Mu Bai 'Young Master Feng'?"
Magistrate Xu spoke with tears streaming down his face, clearly in great distress.
Madam Feng was naturally fooled by Magistrate Xu's acting skills, and like a little girl, she asked, "Really?"
Seeing that his acting had worked, Magistrate Xu's face showed a hint of joy, but it was fleeting and quickly concealed.
"Of course it's true!"
"If it's true, why don't you agree?"
"Xiao'e, it's not that I don't want to agree, it's that I can't!"
Magistrate Xu continued to wear a distressed expression.
Why not?
"Xiao'e, think about it. Mu Bai is such a proud person, do you think you don't know that? Besides, Mu Bai is so concerned about his reputation. When those rumors were circulating in the city, Mu Bai couldn't handle it. Now, without giving him any preparation, you suddenly tell him this. Do you think he can handle it?"
"..."
After saying this, Madam Feng indeed fell into deep thought.
If Madam Feng had any weakness, it would definitely be her only son, Feng Mubai. Over the years, she had not been happy at all in the Feng family, but the only thing that had kept her going was Feng Mubai. Moreover, she had raised Feng Mubai for so many years and knew his temperament very well.
As Prefect Xu said, if he were suddenly told at this time that Feng Mubai's surname was not Feng, he would definitely not be able to accept it.
Seeing Madam Feng deep in thought, Magistrate Xu pressed on, saying, "Xiao'e, of course we should tell her about this. As for the Xu family, you'll have to return sooner or later, but not now! We need to find a time to talk things out with Mu Bai first before we do this!"
"Um…"
Madam Feng nodded, which was considered an agreement.
...
"Are you finished talking?"
Because the room was small, all of their "discussion" was overheard by Jing Zhe. At this point, he naturally knew that neither of them would dare to expose the matter again.
So he deliberately said, "Since you are unwilling to sell the Feng Family Restaurant, then I will not buy it either! Now I will call people and let everyone see how you, a lady of the Feng family and a magistrate of Jiangling City, are doing such a despicable thing!"
"you!"
Lady Feng's love turned to hatred, and her hatred was far greater than that of Prefect Xu—perhaps Prefect Xu didn't even feel hatred, and he didn't know that Lady Feng and Jing Zhe had such a "relationship," so he was somewhat puzzled.
"Do you really think they'll believe you just because you called for help?"
Madam Feng gave Jing Zhe a cold glance, then her gaze began to move toward the bedside. In her heart, she had cursed Magistrate Xu countless times: You're useless, and you always like to play violent games. There was nothing wrong, but you tore your clothes to shreds!
Even though the clothes are torn, as long as the body is covered, there's not too much fear of being seen!
So Madam Feng lowered her head and began searching for the clothes, but before she could find them, Jing Zhe sneered, "Madam Feng, are you looking for these?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Feng looked up sharply and saw that Jing Zhe was holding her torn long gown and the trousers of Prefect Xu, as well as other clothes that the two of them had taken off. She was immediately shocked: When did these clothes end up in his hands?
It turned out that while the two were "discussing" something, Jing Zhe quickly picked up the clothes they had thrown on the ground.
This incident taught Jing Zhe a lesson: he must never carelessly throw his clothes around again in the future…
"What... are you doing with our clothes?"
It was only then that Madam Feng felt afraid, because no outsiders dared to go up to the fourth floor on ordinary days, so this room only contained a bed. As for her change of clothes, they were all kept in another wing room at the end of the fourth floor.
Now, their clothes are in Jing Zhe's hands, and Jing Zhe is blocking the doorway. If they want to get their clothes back or wear new clothes, they will have to go through Jing Zhe. But from the conversation between Jing Zhe and Prefect Xu, it can be heard that Jing Zhe knows martial arts, so this is simply impossible...
This is getting a bit tricky...
At this moment, Jing Zhe waved the clothes in his hand and said with a smile, "Madam Feng wants some clothes, right?"
"..."
Madam Feng looked suspicious, wondering what Jing Zhe meant.
"If you want it, just say so. How am I supposed to know if you really want it if you don't tell me?"
"..."
Madam Feng pondered for a moment. She had originally intended to try speaking up, but upon hearing Jing Zhe's words, she shut her mouth again, glaring fiercely at him, wanting to see what tricks he was up to.
"Even though you're looking at me very sincerely, you still have to tell me whether you want it or not! It's impossible for me to give it to you when you say you want it, or give it to you when you say you don't want it!"
"..."
After listening to him say so much, Madam Feng suddenly had a feeling: Could he be implying something about her? Just because of what she did to him downstairs?
So all he talks about is whether he "want it" or not? Madam Feng narrowed her eyes, thinking that was very likely!
"Don't you really want it? Surely not, does Mrs. Feng have exhibitionist tendencies? Don't glare at me like that, I told you, Mrs. Feng isn't exactly abnormal—so, do you really want it? If you want it, then take it, you don't really want it, do you? Do you really want it?"
"..."
Madam Feng's mouth opened slightly. This time, she was completely dumbfounded by Jing Zhe's question. Not only was she dumbfounded, but also Magistrate Xu, who was "watching the show" from the side, was also a little confused.
Of course, it's no wonder they were confused. Jing Zhe just wanted to tease them with a bit of mischievous fun, so he used the lines that Tang Sanzang said to Sun Wukong in "A Chinese Odyssey".
Imagine, even Sun Wukong would be furious upon hearing these words, wishing he could stab Tang Sanzang to death with his staff. If even the stone monkey couldn't bear it, how much more so would Madam Feng and Magistrate Xu, those two flesh-and-blood people?
However, Magistrate Xu's reaction time was ultimately better than Madam Feng's, so regardless of whether he understood or not, he quickly replied, "I want it!"
"..."
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