Marquis Changxing silently put the red bean pastry he was about to eat back down. Although his outward appearance was calm, a closer look revealed that his little finger was trembling slightly.
Who would poison themselves?
Could it be Imperial Censor Liu Bai? That guy is the most petty. He came to propose marriage for his son before, and I refused him outright. Could it be because of this?
Or perhaps it's that old bastard Wang Can from the Ministry of Personnel. The two of them had a lot of grudges when they were young. That guy is the most patient. Could it be that he's waiting for an opportunity to take revenge?
Or perhaps...
Chuan Hai: Who? Where was the poison put? Who's going to be poisoned? His dad?! No way! Who is it?!
At this moment, the old servant, unaware of the undercurrents in the living room, came in to report, "Master, the young master has arrived and is waiting outside."
He's here! He's here! He's coming with the strides of a harvester!
Marquis Changxing, who had considered countless possibilities, was stunned. What did Chuanwen mean? Could it be that Yi'er poisoned him?
"Let him in."
Marquis Changxing's face darkened further, and his hand unconsciously reached for the teacup in front of him. If it really was that guy, he would smash the cup over and ask him if he had any conscience at all!
Lady Changxing also frowned. Yi'er has always been well-behaved, gentle and polite, and he admires and respects the two elders. How could he have poisoned them!
Then a handsome young man walked in. As soon as he entered, he politely bowed to Marquis Changxing and his wife, as well as Chuan Hai. However, his gaze towards Chuan Rui and the others was critical and disdainful, though he tried to conceal it, it still showed through.
Chuanrui and the other two were not angry at all. Instead, they smiled and looked at the child with sympathy.
Chuanyi: ? Completely baffling.
Turning his head and noticing that Marquis Changxing looked unwell, Chuanyi's eyes lit up with excitement. "Grandfather, you don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"
Marquis Changxing snorted coldly and ordered the maid to place the plate of red bean pastries in front of Chuanyi.
"Yi'er hasn't had dinner yet, has he? Quickly eat some pastries to tide you over."
Marquis Changxing's face was ashen as he stared intently at Chuanyi.
Chuan Hai panicked a little, looking at his youngest son with a mixture of doubt and fear.
Chuan Yi was also extremely flustered. It seemed that things had been exposed!
In the silent living room, only Chuanwen's inner thoughts chattered: [Well done, as expected of the shrewd and experienced Marquis of Changxing, this move is called reaping what you sow.]
The shrewd and experienced Marquis of Changxing: ...
Granddaughter, if you don't know how to praise someone, you don't have to.
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