Thank You, Master's Wife

Liu Weiwei watched from the side, equally stunned.

Because Chen Feng offered no physical or verbal resistance.

Instead, he spoke in a soft, placating tone:

"Su Yan, don't be agitated. Let go of me first."

"It's not that I'm breaking my promise, it's just that the situation is a bit complicated now."

"You must have seen the news. I've been labeled a traitor."

"Right now, I'm under house arrest and can't even step out the door."

"You should think carefully. Being with me right now isn't a wise choice."

Su Yan showed no intention of letting go.

Instead, she swayed coquettishly, whining:

"I don't care. You promised me."

"Even if I die, I'm going to marry you."

Jin Youxi was now utterly dumbfounded.

Hearing the conversation between her master and Su Yan,

it was as if she could hear the sound of her own heart breaking.

Jin Youxi looked at Chen Feng with disbelief, her voice trembling as she asked:

"Master, she... she... is she really the new mistress you found for me?"

Chen Feng scratched his head.

He didn't know how to explain it either.

He could only say awkwardly:

"This matter is very complicated!"

"I haven't had a chance to tell you all yet."

Jin Youxi's eyes rolled back, and she fainted on the spot.

Chen Feng was shocked!

"Youxi! What's wrong?"

"How can a top-tier martial artist just faint like that?"

He hurriedly pushed Su Yan away from his embrace

and rushed over to Jin Youxi.

Fortunately, Liu Weiwei was nearby and caught her senior sister,

preventing Jin Youxi from hitting the floor.

At that moment, Liu Weiwei also felt a sense of loss.

Her heart felt empty, as if something important was missing.

Su Yan was also surprised.

She hadn't expected Jin Youxi to be so overwhelmed by the shock that she'd faint.

Chen Feng quickly carried Jin Youxi into a room.

Then he called for medical staff from the Kunlun Sanatorium.

After an examination,

it was determined Jin Youxi was fine.

She had just fainted from excessive excitement.

Chen Feng said helplessly:

"Even if I did find you a new mistress, you didn't have to get so excited."

"Fainting from happiness is a bit too dramatic, don't you think?"

Liu Weiwei on the side was speechless.

"This isn't excitement; it's being unable to withstand the blow."

Su Yan secretly giggled.

Jin Youxi had actually already woken up.

But she didn't want to open her eyes.

She didn't dare to face reality, nor could she accept it.

She wished all of this was just a dream.

As a result, after a short while, Jin Youxi accidentally fell asleep.

She even habitually turned over in her sleep and scratched an itch.

Seeing that his disciple was fine,

Chen Feng finally felt relieved and left the room.

Then he went to the living room with Su Yan.

Liu Weiwei could only think to herself that her senior sister's acting was truly convincing.

She didn't believe for a second that her senior sister would doze off at a time like this.

Feeling it would be inappropriate to go to the living room and be a third wheel, Liu Weiwei stayed in the room, pretending to look after Jin Youxi.

However, she leaned her whole body against Jin Youxi's bedroom door, pricking up her ears to listen to the conversation outside.

Chen Feng felt too embarrassed to look at Su Yan and said somewhat awkwardly:

"About the marriage thing, I think we should just forget it."

"You know my current situation; it's really not suitable for marriage."

Su Yan smiled and said:

"I don't need a wedding ceremony, and I don't need a marriage certificate. I just need your acknowledgment."

"As long as you admit that I'm your wife, you'll have kept your promise."

"If you dare break your promise and deceive my feelings,"

"I'll rejoin the Devouring Heaven Club with my mother."

Chen Feng had no choice but to brace himself and say:

"Alright! I admit it!"

Su Yan giggled and asked:

"Admit what?"

Chen Feng never thought he'd be forced into marriage one day.

"I admit you are my wife."

Su Yan cooed again:

"Then, husband, call me by that name, let me hear it."

Chen Feng looked around nervously, then called out softly:

"Wife."

Su Yan laughed happily.

"Yes!"

Listening from the room, Liu Weiwei could only watch helplessly as her master was whisked away by the daughter of a junior sister,

powerless to do anything about it.

She instinctively glanced at Jin Youxi on the bed.

Only to see Jin Youxi drooling, emitting soft snores.

"She really fell asleep?"

"How could senior sister fall asleep at such a critical moment?"

For dinner, Su Yan personally cooked.

She prepared a large table full of dishes.

She smiled and looked at Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei, saying:

"Youxi, Weiwei, come try your new mistress's cooking."

The moment the words "new mistress" left her mouth,

Jin Youxi bit straight through her chopsticks.

She said bluntly:

"It's not as good as what I make!"

"Master likes my cooking the best."

"Though usually, I won't cook unless Master begs me."

Chen Feng shook his head with a wry smile.

"I beg you not to cook."

Su Yan served Zhao Bing a bowl of rice.

"Thank you, Mistress!"

Zhao Bing's reaction caused Jin Youxi to bite through another pair of chopsticks.

She cursed inwardly:

"That damned scarface!"

"When I bought you braised pork trotter rice before, why didn't you thank me as your mistress!"

Liu Weiwei, on the side, tasted a few bites of Su Yan's dishes.

It had to be said,

they were on a completely different level compared to senior sister Jin Youxi's cooking.

After eating two bowls of rice, Jin Youxi said:

"It doesn't suit my taste. I'm done eating!"

Then she pulled Liu Weiwei and left the dining table.

Chen Feng smoothed things over, saying:

"Youxi is just a bit tsundere. Don't take it to heart."

Su Yan covered her mouth with a light laugh.

Zhao Bing kept eating until he finished the entire table of dishes before stopping.

Su Yan was thinking, at least the male disciple was sensible.

But Zhao Bing's next words made her realize she was completely mistaken.

Zhao Bing patted his round belly and said:

"With this, I should be able to practice swordsmanship continuously for five days without eating."

Chen Feng was speechless.

If he didn't know Zhao Bing was now a Martial Arts Master level cultivator,

he'd really worry the guy might burst.

As soon as Jin Youxi pulled Liu Weiwei back to their room, she quietly opened the window.

Then she climbed right out.

"Senior sister, what are you doing?"

Jin Youxi said:

"Follow me. I want to see exactly where we fall short compared to that vixen."

"Know yourself and know your enemy, only then can we secure Master."

"I'm not giving up."

Liu Weiwei never had much of an opinion on such matters.

At this moment, she could only follow Jin Youxi, climbing along the villa's exterior wall into Chen Feng's room.

The two of them first hid under the bed.

But Jin Youxi quickly realized this wasn't conducive to gathering intelligence.

So, covered in dust, they crawled back out and finally hid inside the wardrobe.

On the other side,

after dinner, Chen Feng helped clean up the dishes.

Su Yan smiled and said:

"Husband, you're so considerate."

"You even know how to help share the housework."

Chen Feng gave an awkward smile.

He really wasn't used to the title "husband" just yet.

After washing the dishes, it was already late into the night.

Chen Feng asked:

"Where are you staying? Let me take you back to rest."

Su Yan looked surprised:

"Of course I'm staying with my own husband."

Huh?

At that moment, Chen Feng panicked.

Back in the day, when he first faced Zhang Bowen in a fight, he hadn't been this flustered.

"Isn't our progress a bit too fast?"

Su Yan pouted:

"Husband, are you... not up to it?"

"Do you want me to go buy some medicine for you?"

Chen Feng hurriedly explained:

"That's not what I meant."

"I'm perfectly healthy."

Su Yan curled the corner of her mouth into a smile and said:

"Husband, then I'll go take a shower first."

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