I am the stepmother of my son, and the little villain has changed into a little cotton-padded jacket

Fang Wenhe was happy that Xiao Yizhuo could return to Beijing and start his own family and have someone around him with whom he could confide.

He was really happy for Xiao Yizhuo's happiness.

But at the same time, he also felt worried. After all, Xiao Yizhuo had died on the battlefield and disappeared. Now he suddenly returned to the capital. If he was discovered by the emperor, it was hard to say whether Xiao Yizhuo would be punished for deceiving the emperor.

"Brother, what are your plans for coming back this time? What about His Majesty?" Fang Wenhe asked with a serious expression.

Xiao Yizhuo paused as he picked up the teacup, and said in a calm voice, "The capital sent Tang Fusheng to Qingshui Town to look for me. I heard about the unrest in the border areas, and the tragic situation of people exchanging their own children for cannibalism."

Fang Wenhe was a little nervous: "So, brother, are you going to lead the troops to fight again this time?"

Xiao Yizhuo nodded slightly and didn't say anything negative.

Seeing him like this, Fang Wenhe subconsciously glanced at Wen Shutang beside him.

Although my brother's idea is good, will my sister-in-law agree to it? Putting her husband in danger again.

Understanding the emotions in Fang Wenhe's eyes, Wen Shutang smiled calmly: "Don't worry, I know all about his past, and if he wants to go to the battlefield, I will naturally follow him."

Are you kidding? Her main job is fighting.

After hearing what Wen Shutang said, Fang Wenhe suddenly felt an inexplicable respect for her.

No matter what, a woman who puts her country and family first is always admirable.

"Sister-in-law is generous."

Wen Shutang raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.

Xiao Yizhuo glanced at him and asked, "Are you and Zhao Fuqiu still like that?"

Hearing Xiao Yizhuo's question, Fang Wenhe scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and his originally fair face suddenly turned a little red.

Just as he was about to answer, Xiao Yizhuo took a sip of tea from his teacup and said to himself, "That makes sense. Fang San'er is still so frivolous and dissolute. How could Miss Zhao from a scholarly family look at you?"

Hearing this, Fang Wenhe suddenly became dispirited, because Xiao Yizhuo was right, he was just one-sided in love with her.

Seeing Fang Wenhe's dispirited look and Xiao Yizhuo's words, Wen Shutang's gossip fire was ignited, and she smelled the scent of gossip.

Wen Shutang nudged Xiao Yizhuo with his arm and looked at him inquiringly.

Xiao Yizhuo looked down at her and explained in a low voice: "He is attracted to the young lady of the Zhao family, Zhao Fuqiu."

Wen Shutang was stunned. Zhao Fuqiu, this name sounds so familiar.

Zhao Fuqiu, Fuqiu?

Wen Shutang suddenly remembered the girl he met in Fengzhen. Wasn’t that girl from the Zhao family?

Without waiting for her to ask, Xiao Yizhuo nodded slightly: "It's the girl you rescued in Feng Town. She is Zhao Fuqiu, and her brother is Zhao Linhe, the eldest son of the Zhao family in Beijing."

Wen Shutang nodded in understanding. Her last experience in Fengzhen was very unforgettable for her, and she still had a deep impression of these two people.

Unexpectedly, Fang Wenhe actually liked Zhao Fuqiu. Wen Shutang really found it difficult to connect these two people together for a while.

One is a young man from a wealthy family with an eccentric, frivolous and carefree personality, while the other is a quiet and gentle daughter from a scholarly family.

How should I put it? If we say they are a good match, their family backgrounds are well matched. If we say they are not a good match, their personalities are too different.

Wen Shutang couldn't help but smacking his lips. Love is something that is really hard to understand.

Fang Wenhe seemed to be hit as well, looking depressed.

Wen Shutang couldn't help but comfort her, "It's okay. After all, you two are a good match. You still have a chance. At least it's better than those who have no advantages at all. You have to look at the bright side of things."

After hearing what Wen Shutang said, Fang Wenhe nodded vigorously, and then he seemed to be energized.

"Yes! Sister-in-law, you are absolutely right! After all, I still have an advantage. As the old saying goes, if you work hard enough, you can grind an iron rod into a needle. Sooner or later, I will grind Fuqiu's iron rod into an embroidery needle!"

Looking at Fang Wenhe who was cheering him up, Wen Shutang was stunned. How come this guy was like a powder keg, exploding like this with just a word?

After hearing Fang Wenhe's analogy, Wen Shutang silently shut his mouth.

No, buddy, who taught you to use metaphors like that? No wonder the girl doesn’t like you.

Who can like a person who compares himself to an iron pestle?

Wen Shutang held his forehead and turned to look at Xiao Yizhuo.

Xiao Yizhuo seemed to be used to it and silently looked away, as if he couldn't bear to look at it.

The couple's silence did not bring about Fang Wenhe's quietness. Instead, he encouraged himself more vigorously.

In the end, veins bulged on Xiao Yizhuo's forehead, and he said coldly, "Shut up! If you make any more noise, I'll throw you out on the street."

Only then did Fang Wenhe stop and shut his mouth in dismay.

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After Cao Lu returned home, she became angrier and angrier the more she thought about it. Fang Wenhe had embarrassed her in front of so many people and even said that she was not allowed to set foot in Zuixianlou again.

Why is he so proud? He is just a businessman who reeks of money. He just has a little more money than those lowly farmers. Why is he so pretentious?

Cao Lu sat in the room, her heart full of disdain for Fang Wenhe. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She gritted her teeth and swept everything on the table to the ground.

The porcelain cup hit the ground and broke into pieces, with broken pieces scattered all over the floor.

Cao Lu looked at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground. She still hadn't vented her anger, but instead became even angrier.

Although Cao Lu was angry and cursed Fang Wenhe in her heart, she did not dare to really do anything to retaliate. After all, the status of the Fang family was there and no one could shake it.

Cao Lu, who had no place to vent her anger, immediately thought of Wen Shutang and Xiao Yizhuo, and immediately transferred all her resentment to Wen Shutang and Xiao Yizhuo.

Yes, those two poor commoners who came from nowhere not only took her place but were also so arrogant.

If it weren't for the two of them, how could she be kicked out of Zuixianlou by Fang Wenhe in front of so many people, it was so embarrassing!

So it’s all those two bitches’ fault!

Cao Lu gritted her teeth and clenched the handkerchief in her hand, cursing viciously: "Bitch!"

If she were to meet these two people in the future, she would never let them go!

Thinking of this, Cao Lu slammed the table and yelled, "Where are the people? Where have they gone?"

The maid pushed the door open from outside and knelt on the ground in fear: "Miss, I am here."

Cao Lu stared at her coldly, with endless malice in her eyes: "Didn't you hear something break in my room? What are your ears for? If you don't need them, cut them off and feed them to the dogs!"

The maid was so frightened that her face turned pale. She immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "Miss, please spare me, please spare me, I know I was wrong."

Cao Lu snorted coldly, really enjoying the feeling of being begged by others. The depression in her heart finally dissipated a little.