The Marquis Mansion's Elite Class

Chapter 94

Seeing the tension between his younger brother and Chen Yunyu, Zong Wenxiu was afraid that his brother might lose his temper. He kept reminding him in his ear not to act impulsively and to avoid causing a scene.

The little troublemaker, Zong Jincheng, quickly wiped the cold expression off his face and replaced it with a sweet smile. "Are you really curious about how I earned the title of the top troublemaker among the four young scoundrels?"

Chen Yunyu was momentarily stunned by his sudden smile but quickly recovered and replied with a smile, "Yes, I'd love to hear about your heroic deeds."

Zong Jincheng's smile grew even sweeter. "Oh, it's nothing much. I just enjoy setting off firecrackers with friends. Once, a firecracker landed near a brothel and ended up burning the whole building down. It was quite a sight—people running out half-naked. Quite the spectacle!"

Zong Wenxiu: "......"

Brother, you actually did something like that? That sounds terrifying.

Madam Liu and Xu Lian'er both twitched at the corners of their mouths, surprised that Xu Wan had taken on such a troublemaker as her stepson. He was truly a hot potato, and Xu Wan's seemingly glamorous life must not be as easy as it appeared.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yunyu's expression changed instantly, as if he had recalled something unpleasant. His face grew darker and darker.

He stared intently at Zong Jincheng and said, "So, it was you who started that fire."

Damn it, that day was something he would never forget.

He had thought it was just an accidental fire, but it turned out to be the doing of this little rascal!

Zong Jincheng smiled sweetly. "That's right! After the brothel caught fire, we even hung around the entrance for a while and saw quite a few familiar faces. Hmm, have I met you before? You look familiar."

"No!" Chen Yunyu immediately denied loudly.

Xu Lian'er was startled by the sudden outburst and quickly asked, "Husband, what's wrong?"

Chen Yunyu clenched his fists, trying to calm himself down, and then forced a smile. "You must be mistaken. As the legitimate son of Duke Jin's Manor, how could I possibly have been to a brothel?"

Zong Jincheng innocently replied, "But I never forget a face. My memory has never failed me. I’m sure I’ve seen you before. Let me think where it was..."

Chen Yunyu, who had just relaxed his fists, clenched them again and interrupted, "Enough! Let’s not talk about such a filthy place. It’s almost time for dinner."

Seeing Chen Yunyu's agitation, Zong Jincheng felt much better.

Indeed, it’s much more satisfying to see someone else get worked up than to lose your own temper. Why had he always insisted on clashing head-on with others before?

...Could it really be that cliché?

The jealousy in Xu Lian'er’s eyes was almost palpable, and even Xu Wan felt a bit overwhelmed. She couldn’t help but shift closer to Zong Wenxiu.

She leaned on the table, resting her forehead in her hand, and muttered under her breath, "This Chen Yunyu is really something."

No wonder he had stood up for her earlier and scolded Xu Lian'er. Now that she thought about it, his bringing over the pastries was just another way of trying to curry favor.

In her previous life, Xu Wan had been too busy climbing the social ladder to bother with romance. In this life, she had married early and hadn’t even met her husband, so she had never given much thought to matters of the heart. But now, she realized she was in trouble.

What a mess. What an absolute mess.

After mentally cursing, Xu Wan felt like leaving immediately. But remembering Minister Xu’s demeanor, she knew there was no way she could walk out of this door.

She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

Xu Lian'er, sitting beside her, gritted her teeth and asked, "Sister, when do you plan to return home today?"

Xu Wan replied with a sense of despair, "You might not believe me, but the truth is, I want to leave right now."

Xu Lian'er: "......?"

Why wasn’t she following the script?

The anger in Xu Lian'er’s eyes softened slightly, and she pretended to be concerned. "Sister, are you feeling unwell?"

Xu Wan nodded repeatedly. "Yes, I’m barely holding on."

If it weren’t for the fact that she couldn’t defy Minister Xu’s authority, she would have bolted before even entering the hall.

But even though her words didn’t carry much weight, if Xu Lian'er were to suggest letting her leave, Minister Xu might agree.

This place was so uncomfortable that she didn’t want to stay a second longer.

Xu Lian'er quickly said, "Then I’ll speak to Father and let you return home to rest. You mustn’t overwork yourself and fall ill!"

Xu Wan, almost tearful with gratitude, replied, "Good sister, my health is in your hands!"