freenovelworld Chapter 121 Aunt Zhao: Disgusting!
Chapter 121 Aunt Zhao: Disgusting!
When Chu Ruohan arrived at the front hall, she ran into Aunt Zhao, and their eyes met briefly in the air.
They exchanged a single glance, then silently stepped inside.
Inside, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Gu Chengyan knelt upright on the ground and was thoroughly scolded by the Marquis of Anyang.
Her head was lowered, and the stray hairs on her forehead were a little messy.
"Look at the good things you've done!"
Marquis Anyang paced back and forth in the hall, his face full of anger. How could his two sons be so stupid?
Marquis Anyang felt a rush of blood rushing to his head.
He has completely given up on Gu Cheng'an and placed all his hopes on Gu Chengyan, regarding him as his only successor.
He had meticulously planned for this, but before anything could truly begin, Gu Chengyan was sent back by Baima Academy.
Marquis Anyang originally intended to have Gu Chengyan study diligently under Confucius to enhance his resume.
Confucius was a great Confucian scholar of his time, with a vast amount of knowledge and a far-reaching reputation. Even the emperor praised him highly.
Even if Gu Chengyan fails the imperial examination in the future, with his status as the third young master of the Marquis of Anyang's mansion, plus Confucius's recommendation,
He could also secure an official position for Gu Chengyan in the imperial court, which would make his future path much easier.
Once Gu Junze dies, Gu Chengyan will be able to inherit the title and take over the entire Anyang Marquis's Mansion.
But who knew he would be so disappointing...
Aunt Zhao, swaying her mountain-like body, quickly walked to Marquis Anyang's side. "My lord, what's wrong? Why are you so angry all of a sudden?"
Chu Ruohan entered the room, passing by Chu Nanxin who was kneeling. She walked past her unhurriedly.
"I met my father."
Marquis Anyang was burning with anger. When he saw Chu Ruohan bowing, he didn't even lift his eyelids, grunted in response, and showed no intention of paying any attention to her.
But deep down, she gritted her teeth, thinking, "The Chu family has truly raised a fine daughter..."
When Aunt Zhao stood next to Marquis Anyang, her enormous figure made even Marquis Anyang's robust body appear somewhat small.
She stretched out her fan-like hand and gently patted the Marquis of Anyang's back to calm him down, saying, "Alright, Your Excellency, don't be angry. What if you ruin your health?"
Marquis Anyang impatiently slapped her hand away, but Aunt Zhao didn't care at all. Instead, she turned her back and secretly wiped her hand.
She had long since given up the desire to win favor, and there was no need for her to do so.
Now, she is the only woman left by the Marquis of Anyang's side. Although the Marquis of Anyang dislikes her because she is fat and doesn't like her, she is too lazy to deal with the old man.
She now manages the household affairs, is served good food and drink every day, and doesn't have to follow any complicated rules. She's living a very happy life.
"I've really been set up this time..."
Before Gu Chengyan could finish speaking, Marquis Anyang interrupted him sharply: "How dare you speak! My son, Gu Changye's son, was actually schemed against by a down-on-his-luck playboy."
"They were sent back looking disheveled, which is a disgrace to the Marquis of Anyang's mansion."
Gu Chengyan felt utterly helpless; it had always been like this since he was a child.
Gu Cheng'an has his mother's protection, but for him, whenever a dispute arises, regardless of who is right or wrong, it is always his fault.
He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but in the end he lowered his head and remained silent.
Looking at his son kneeling on the ground, the Marquis of Anyang was filled with anger at his son's lack of ambition.
He firmly believed that only strict fathers could raise filial sons, and only through such strict demands could children succeed...
Only Chu Ruohan's gaze remained fixed on Chu Nanxin.
She suddenly spoke up: "Chu Tongfang, why did you go to the academy all of a sudden?"
All eyes immediately fell on Chu Nanxin.
Yes, if she hadn't gone to the academy, Gu Chengyan wouldn't have made such a fool of himself.
Chu Nan's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a chill run down her spine. She had already knelt as far as she could to the edge of the room, fearing that the Marquis of Anyang's anger would reach her.
She forced herself to remain calm, took a deep breath, and looked up, her eyes filled with fear and unease.
Her voice trembled involuntarily: "The weather is cold... I... I'm going to deliver some undergarments to you, sir."
"Didn't my third brother just return from his leave these past two days?"
Chu Ruohan's casual remark was like a sharp dagger, revealing all of Chu Nanxin's little thoughts.
Marquis Anyang was even more furious, "Send this unruly woman back to the Chu family!"
"My lord, that's not how it is."
This is an attempt to pin all the blame on her.
Chu Nanxin turned pale with fright and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Third Young Master, Chengyan... save me..."
But before her pleas could even fade, she was ruthlessly dragged away by the servants.
Gu Chengyan was also furious. He had only touched this woman twice, but each time he was caught in bed with her.
She was his nemesis...
Marquis Anyang once again invoked the family law. The whip was raised high and fell with a whooshing sound, but when it landed on Gu Chengyan, it was not as severe as when it was used on Gu Junze.
Each lash seemed to be deliberately held back, making a lot of noise but doing little.
Although it's a minor cut, it's nothing serious.
Gu Chengyan clenched his teeth, his cheeks puffing out slightly from the effort. Although the Marquis of Anyang had eased his grip, the whip still stung.
He was both angry and annoyed. He would never let this score with Liu Kang and Wang Chen go so easily.
In a brief respite from the excruciating pain, he abruptly turned his head, his gaze piercing, and met Chu Ruohan's eyes.
The moment their eyes met, a strong intuition surged in Gu Chengyan's heart. He was certain that this matter was definitely related to Chu Ruohan.
That wicked woman...
In contrast, Chu Ruohan frowned slightly. Marquis Anyang had never been so soft-hearted towards Gu Junze.
That time, they really beat us to death.
Marquis Anyang lashed out with the whip a few more times, his movements becoming increasingly sluggish, and his arm began to tremble slightly.
Looking at the scars on Gu Chengyan's back, his anger was gradually replaced by heartache.
Suddenly, his hand loosened, and the whip fell to the ground with a "crack".
"Enough, enough!" Marquis Anyang sighed. "Carry him back and find a doctor to give him a proper check-up."
The servants rushed forward and carefully lifted Gu Chengyan up.
Gu Chengyan's face was as pale as paper. As he was carried past Chu Ruohan, Chu Ruohan clearly saw the coldness in his eyes, as sharp as a knife.
A slight upturn at the corners of her lips, a half-smile, a raised eyebrow, and a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes, as if in silent provocation…
After the Marquis of Anyang left, the front hall became quiet for a while.
Aunt Zhao and Chu Ruohan walked out side by side, a smile on their faces. "What a lively scene today!"
Chu Ruohan didn't reply, and Aunt Zhao continued to say to herself, "Tsk tsk, even with her own son, she still softens her heart..."
"Aunt Zhao, are you still going to lose weight?" Chu Ruohan's sudden question made Aunt Zhao's face change.
Losing weight is nothing compared to your life!
Thinking back to her last diet, she was so exhausted that she couldn't get out of bed for three whole days, and every movement felt like torture.
From then on, whenever she saw Song Ruyan, she would run far away like a mouse seeing a cat.
Aunt Zhao made an excuse, her expression somewhat unnatural, and said, "I still have some things to attend to in my courtyard..."
Before he could finish speaking, he quickly slipped away, afraid that if he lingered for even a second longer, Chu Ruohan would drag him to Hongmeng Academy.
Chu Ruohan withdrew the fleeting smile from the corner of her lips, her voice clear and cold as she softly called out, "Yu Ling..."