Chapter Thirty-Five: Playing Dumb

  Zhou Lang thought of millions of possibilities about his own situation, thinking that the woman would cry, get angry, or coldly laugh, and then say some sarcastic words, or she would be like Qin Langjun, a smiling tiger who appears gentle on the surface but is actually fierce, even saying self-criticizing words, and so on.

  In short, no matter how you try to persuade me, I will remain unmoved and resolute in my determination.

  But he didn't expect that the woman wouldn't cry or make a fuss, and instead stretched out her slender hand, pointing at herself.

  You don't look good.

  Not good-looking!

  What's wrong with it?

  On Saturday, Lang unconsciously lowered his head to look at himself. From being tossed around by his father and elder brothers since he couldn't walk, to starting martial arts training as soon as he could walk, he had developed a strong physique. Every year on the Spring Day of Golden Pond Archery Competition, whenever he appeared on stage, it wasn't just applause that he received, but also countless handkerchiefs and fragrant sachets thrown at him by women like rain.

  Doesn't look good! Can you see it?

  No, no, he didn't let her see this!

  The woman was still staring at him, while the maid beside her, seemingly shy, had also opened her fingers to peek through the gap.

  Saturday Lang suddenly collapsed, subconsciously turned around.

  Jiang Nang's side is getting messy.

  "What are you doing, Liu Lang? On such a cold day." Madam Zhou shouted, while crying and telling the maid to quickly help him put on his clothes.

  "Mother, don't interfere." Zhou Liulang gritted his teeth, his face red and green with rage, shaking off the approaching servant girl. He pulled out a switch and brought it down heavily on himself, whipping his own back.

  Mrs. Zhou and the other maids let out a scream.

  "My son!" Madam Zhou rushed over and hugged Zhou Liu Lang, looking at the bright red whip marks on his body and crying, "My son!"

  Although Zhou Lang was a young man, he couldn't resist the entanglement of several women. After two or three rounds, his staff was taken away and his cloak was wrapped around him.

  "Sixth brother, she is your sister, what can't be said between siblings..."

  "...aren't you making things difficult for your sister by acting like this..."

  "You scared your sister..."

  Mrs. Zhou held her son in her arms, scolding and crying at the same time. She thought that from start to finish, Cheng Jiaoniang had been silent and still, if it were another woman's family, they would have either cried out of fright or been frightened into a state of panic.

  She raised her head and shouted "Jiao Jiao", looking towards the corridor downstairs.

  The woman had already disappeared under the corridor.

  Where is he?

  Mrs. Zhou was stunned for a moment, and a servant girl hastily pointed to the room.

  The door of the house was open, and inside sat Cheng Jiaoniang, listening to the maid's words while looking around the room with a leisurely air.

  "Jiao jiao."

  Mrs. Zhou pulled Zhou Liu Lang into the house and made him kneel down.

  Because he wasn't wearing a shirt, as he knelt down and his cloak spread out, his bare chest was exposed.

  Jiangniang withdrew her gaze from the screen and looked at the hand that was stretched out again.

  "It's all gone." she said, a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth, one finger pointing.

  What is this woman talking about!

  Mrs. Zhou, despite being a woman, was slightly embarrassed and hurriedly stretched out her hand to help her son cover up, also disrupting what she had originally wanted to say.

  "What are you making a fuss about? You're asking for trouble. Your sister doesn't understand this." She scolded in a low voice.

  Zhou Lang's face turned red.

  "I'm seriously apologizing to you, don't pretend to be stupid with me!" He shouted, straightening his back and raising an eyebrow.

  "Taking off your clothes is an apology?" Cheng Jiaoniang said, her wooden expression didn't react at all, looking even more serious and focused.

  "You're still pretending to be stupid!" Zhou Liulang's face turned red with anger and he stood up abruptly.

  Mrs. Zhou pulled him down with one hand.

  "Sixth Master, what are you shouting about? How would she know this? You're a man from a good family, and yet you suddenly rush in front of this woman like this - aren't you scaring people? Do you think she's just some ordinary boy?" She also shouted anxiously.

  Zhou Lang didn't say a word, stubbornly staring at Cheng Jiaoniang with a sullen face.

  Is she your average son?

  Jiang Yao also looked at him, her mouth curving slightly upwards.

  Qin Langjun slapped his thigh and burst out laughing, causing the wine bowls on the low table in front of him to shake.

  In the room, Zhou Liu was still bare-chested, and a servant girl was applying ointment to the scars on his back from the flogging.

  "I really didn't expect you to come up with this idea of voluntarily accepting punishment." Qin Langjun said with a smile.

  On Saturday, Lang knelt and sat down, his face and body tense, as if he was in pain from the medicinal paste.

  "Who would have thought that this bold and heroic apology in the snow would be turned into a young lady teasing a young man?" Qin Langjun said again, picking up his wine cup to take a sip. "And what's more, the young lady ran away with her tail between her legs, leaving the young man behind."

  This time even the maid behind Zhou Lang couldn't help but burst out laughing, and immediately she hurriedly apologized.

  Zhou Lang didn't bother and waved his hand to hurry her away.

  "You're really good at pretending." He said with a cold smile.

  "What's it to you?" Qin Langjun asked, "If you can pretend to be rude and impolite, she can naturally pretend to be silly and foolish."

  "Anyway, whether she's pretending to be silly or just being foolish, she's already entered our household." Zhou Liu Lang said with a hum.

  Before he had finished speaking, Qin Langjun grabbed the crutch beside him and struck heavily.

  His underhand was a full-fledged force, although it didn't hurt Zhou Liulang, but still made Zhou Liulang extremely surprised.

  "Sangzi, you're crazy! What are you doing hitting me!" he shouted with his eyes wide open.

  "I'll beat you, you rascal, you're too much!" Qin Langjun also glared and said, one hand holding the wine bowl to drink it all in one gulp, while the other hand grasped the crutch again to strike.

  On Saturday, Lang wore nothing on his upper body and although he had a muscular build, he did not want to be beaten up for no reason.

  "You come and want to drink wine, after drinking you go crazy!" he said, getting up and avoiding him.

  Qin Langjun didn't stop, waving his crutch in his hand to chase and beat him.

  "You scoundrel, you've gone too far! You've gone too far, it's unbearable for me! I won't be able to calm down if I don't beat you!" He shouted, and then yelled at the servant boy, insisting on being supported as he got up to chase and beat Zhou Liu Lang.

  This commotion made all the young servants feel uneasy, and they didn't know how it suddenly started.

  Qin Langjun was always elegant and refined, rarely speaking loudly, but now he was actually drunk and chasing after Liu Lang to beat him up.

  "Who have I bullied!" Zhou Liulang was also somewhat confused, could it be that he had really drunk too much? What kind of grievance had he suffered at home? But then again, who would dare to give him a hard time?

  "You, you've bullied me!" Qin Langjun shouted, his eyes slightly red from the effects of alcohol, and slammed the crutch in his hand.

  Shūrō naturally wouldn't be hit by him, took a step back and furrowed his brow.

  "You've bullied the wife of the Cheng family, and that's bullying me too!" Qin Langjun shouted loudly as he stumbled and fell to the ground.

  What? Saturday is black-faced.

  "What does she count as to you!" He muttered, couldn't help but wonder if his previous joking words had really gotten to her heart?

  Qin Langjun raised his head and looked at him, letting out a cold laugh.

  "She? She is me, I am her, a fallen person at the end of the world." He said, propping himself up, "I, I want to see her."

  The young servant was greatly shocked.

  This is not good, right?

  "Madam, madam, Qin Langjun has had too much to drink and is making a scene with Sixth Master, they've gone to Cheng Niangzi's place."

  My wife hastily ran over and scared Madame Zhou who had just sat down for a short while, jumping up again.

  It was easy to get rid of Zhou Liu, and he said a lot of good things. It was also easy for Cheng Niangzi not to cry or make a fuss, but this little scoundrel has brought trouble again.

  It's one thing for siblings in your own family, but this Qin Langjun is an outsider!

  Mrs. Zhou was furious.

  This person came back and didn't put his mind at ease, but instead made him even more worried.

  "Hurry up and stop him." She shouted, while hastily walking out.

  At this time, Qin Langjun and Zhou Liulang had already arrived at the door of Cheng Jiaoniang.

  The maid standing in the corridor saw it and hurried back.

  "Daughter, that naked man is here again." She shouted in a shrill voice, raising her hand as if to cover her eyes the next moment.

  Zhou Lang stumbled at the sound of this shout.

  This shameless maid!

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