Recently, Ah Chu has been trying to persuade him to reconcile with his wife, but how could he untie the knot in his heart that he had hidden for seven or eight years so easily? He could only watch the two of them drift apart.
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"Master Yong really loves Young Master Cousin. I heard that he always asks Young Master Cousin to accompany him wherever he goes."
"That's right. My young master is lively and cheerful, and he's very likable. Unlike some people who are cold and indifferent, the elders really like my young master's likable personality."
"Before, Master Yong wanted my young master to be your husband, but unfortunately, my young master was still young at that time, so he was snatched away by a poor guy who appeared out of nowhere."
In the pavilion of the garden, Wei Xuan was reading a medical book. Ever since Bai Chu fell ill, he has liked reading medical books.
On the other side of the garden, the voices of the servants' discussions could be faintly heard, some boasting, some mocking.
Wei Xuan's indifferent gaze fell on the medical book, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, but he ignored it.
Instead, the personal servant beside him was gritting his teeth.
He recognized that the man was the servant of the young cousin. Now he was in the Bai Mansion and dared to say anything. He even dragged several servants of the Bai Mansion into the house. It was a pity that the husband was so nice to them on weekdays, but he was really betraying his own people.
However, the words on the other end became increasingly harsh.
"Our Xuanfulang is a jealous man. Look at him. He has been married to you for so many years, but he only has one son, Young Master Bai Chu. He doesn't even have a daughter to inherit the family business. Could it be that he wants to marry into the family in the future? Moreover, I heard that Young Master Bai Chu is ill. I can tell at a glance that he is a sickly person. I don't know if he can survive to get married in the future.
If I were him, I would have self-awareness. Not to mention giving up the position of husband, I should at least take the initiative to marry a young minister for the Lord and expand the Bai family.
Of course, our young master is the best candidate. Xuan Fulang is already old, but our young master is only 29 years old, in the prime of his youth and beauty. What woman doesn't love a man with an ugly face?
The mocking voices from the other end grew increasingly sharper, the voices not disguising much, carrying a sense of natural pride.
Wei Xuan's fingertips gradually turned white as he turned the pages of the book, and his eyes grew colder and colder.
He may not care what others think of him, but Bai Chu is his Achilles' heel, and he will never allow anyone to say anything bad about him.
"Afu, bring them here and give each of them 30 strokes of the cane." Wei Xuan said expressionlessly.
"Yes, husband." Ah Fu had been holding his breath for a long time, and now he could finally let it out.
When those people were dragged out, their faces turned pale for a moment when they saw Wei Xuan sitting in the pavilion.
"As servants, you are talking about your master without permission. You, hold them down. My husband said that each of them will be punished with 30 strokes of the board." Ah Fu gave the guard next to him a look: Beat them hard, master.
The guards took action immediately after receiving Ah Fu's order.
Wang Ming didn't expect that the cowardly Xuan Fulang he remembered wanted to beat him with a stick just because he made a few comments.
He couldn't believe it until he was pressed on the bench, and then he came to his senses.
"Mr. Xuan, you can't hit me. I am the young master's man. It is not your turn to punish me." He struggled to get up, but his strength was no match for the two guards.
Wei Xuan raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at him, and said calmly: "When I am in the Bai Mansion, the affairs of the rear house are under my jurisdiction. If you presume to interfere with the master's right and wrong, you should be punished. Give me a good beating."
Several other people were also held down and kept begging for mercy.
The board fell, one after another, landing crisply on the flesh.
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