The Marquis Mansion's Elite Class

Chapter 132

Xu Wan asked, "Are you conjoined twins? You're always sticking to your brother."

"I..." The Little Demon King instinctively wanted to retort but quickly caught onto a strange term. He asked curiously, "What are conjoined twins?"

Xu Wan explained, "It refers to twins who, during their development in the womb, grow together and share a body."

The Little Demon King: "!!"

How horrifying!!

Xu Wan continued, "I remember there's a book in the grand study that specifically talks about this. It's called *Records of Strange Tales*. Every story in it is true, bizarre, and utterly unheard of."

The Little Demon King's eyes lit up with interest.

Xu Wan pretended to have a headache and added, "I can't find it now. I should have read a few more pages so I could show off to those who haven't seen it."

The Little Demon King dashed off, shouting, "I'll find it first, and then you'll never get to see it again!"

Watching the Little Demon King's retreating figure, Xu Wan finally let out a sigh of relief.

As children grow older, they become harder to fool. You really need good acting skills.

Fortunately, the grand study had so many books that the Little Demon King would spend a long time searching, and by the time he finished reading, it would probably be dark.

Xu Wan relaxed and sat back down.

She had thought this juicy drama wouldn't involve her, and there was no one familiar around to ask. But unexpectedly, after a short while, Cui Zhi came to tell her that the Old Marchioness wanted to see her to settle a dispute.

As Xu Wan stood up and walked over, she asked, "What dispute? Did the Old Marchioness and Auntie Hong get into an argument?"

Cui Zhi replied with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "No, it's with the Old Marquis."

Xu Wan: "..."

She ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‍fell silent for a moment before remembering, "Didn't they say the Old Marquis never wins an argument?"

Cui Zhi nodded, "But there's always a process of stubborn resistance."

Xu Wan: "......"

She suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for the Old Marquis. Neither of his sons had been easy to handle, yet the couple had to carefully plan for the futures of these two grandsons.

"How can it not work? Do you want our precious grandson to go out into the world and be looked down upon as a bastard? That's Zong Yan's only child, the only memory he left us!" The Old Marchioness's eyes reddened as she spoke.

The Old Marquis faltered, his heart softening, and he fell silent.

Xu Wan tentatively suggested, "Then... what if we register Wenxiu under my name?"

She knew this wasn't a perfect solution, but it was the best one available at the moment. If Auntie Hong couldn't be elevated, Wenxiu would need a legal mother. Since Zong Yan was gone, the Marquis Manor couldn't possibly marry another wife just for Wenxiu—that would be an even bigger scandal.

The Old Marchioness shook her head, stubbornly insisting, "No, Wenxiu must be registered under Zong Yan's name. He is Zong Yan's child."

Xu Wan thought about it and agreed. So, they would have to continue debating the issue of elevating Auntie Hong from concubine to wife—it was the most feasible option at the moment.

The two women united and turned their gaze to the Old Marquis, who sternly declared, "No, I won't agree."

The Old Marchioness stood firm, "Whether you agree or not, I will register Wenxiu as our legitimate grandson."

The Old Marquis angrily huffed, "This family bears the Zong name. I am the head of the household, and only I can enter a child into the family registry!"

"Then go and do it."

"I won't."

"Go!"

"I won't."

"..."

The two started arguing again. Xu Wan, as a junior, listened and gradually noticed something different.

Although the couple was fiercely debating Wenxiu's status, neither resorted to harsh words. In fact, their argument revealed tolerance and affection—a hallmark of a deeply loving relationship.

Xu Wan's attention eventually shifted entirely to the couple, her eyes filled with admiration and a sense of tranquil happiness.

After a long while, she finally asked, "Mother-in-law, what exactly is Auntie Hong's background? Is she really from the slums?"

From what Xu Wan knew of Auntie Hong, the woman had raised Wenxiu to be so well-behaved and sensible, staying out of household affairs, understanding boundaries, and knowing how to navigate social situations—hardly the traits of someone raised in poverty.