The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 173 Little Genius

The further we walked, the denser the forest became, the more the sunlight was blocked, and the environment gradually grew cold and gloomy.

Chu Xu scratched his head in confusion. This didn't seem to be the way back.

A constant rustling sound could be heard, as if something was crawling on the ground.

The child belatedly became frightened, shrank his neck, and looked warily in the direction from which the sound came.

The bushes rustled, and Chu Xu instinctively stepped back. Suddenly, a gray thing jumped out from inside.

Chu Xu saw a gray shadow flash by, and before he could see clearly, he cried out "Ah!" and sat down on the ground with a thud, startling several birds into flight.

The hare was even more frightened than him; its long ears twitched, and it hurriedly hopped away.

"So it was a rabbit." Chu Xu patted his wildly beating chest. With a "plop," a fresh bird dropping landed right on his shoulder.

"Ah!" Chu Xu jumped up and quickly took out his handkerchief to wipe himself.

Aunt Xiaohuan just made him some new clothes, he can't let bird droppings ruin them.

The little hands rubbed haphazardly, cleaning up the bird droppings but also ruining a large part of the clothes, leaving a lingering stench.

"Why am I so unlucky?" Chu Xu frowned, threw the handkerchief stained with bird droppings into the bushes, and looked around. "Which way should I go?"

The child closed his eyes and spun around three times in place, then pointed at something randomly.

"Let's go this way!"

He refused to believe he couldn't get back!
Chu Xu bravely set off again with his short legs.

Shang Wan, hidden in the shadows: "..."

How did that silly kid manage to escape the assassins back then? By brute force?
The wind howled, lifting her robes and making her hair fly wildly.

Chu Xu stared blankly at the seemingly familiar cliff.

Strange, wasn't he going down the mountain? How did he get here?
"Yuanyuan!" he called out, cupping his hands around his mouth towards the cliff below.

"round--"

"round--"

"round--"

An echo resounded.

"I'll wait for Aunt Shang to come find me." Chu Xu sat down cross-legged, took a bite of a wild fruit he had picked along the way, and stuck out his tongue because it was so sour.

Discarding the wild fruit, Chu Xu continued to call out to Yuan Yuan towards the valley, then called out to Chu Xu a few times, not for any other reason than she was bored.

Unexpectedly, Yuanyuan's failure to summon the assassin instead attracted the attention of the assassin.

Exactly four, no more, no less.

Chu Xu: "!"

Waaah, he'll never dare to shout like that again.

Four knives came crashing down at once, blocking all escape routes. Chu Xu covered his head and crouched down, instinctively yelling at the top of his lungs, "Aunt Shang, help me!!!"

"Ah—" The echo reverberated through the valley.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

"Huh?" Feeling that he was still alive, Chu Xu opened one eye and looked up. A familiar figure came into view. He burst into tears and reached out to hug Shang Wan's leg, wiping his tears and snot all over his face.

Shang Wan: "..."

She still wants her skirt.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's all taken care of." She bent down and patted the child's head gently. "Not a single one escaped. You don't have to be afraid anymore."

Chu Xu sniffled his tear-reddened nose, wiped his face on Shang Wan's skirt, and then stood up, cautiously peeking out his little head to look at the corpse of the man in green.

That's right, it's green. The assassin is entirely green, hiding in the dense forest, and you wouldn't notice him unless you looked very closely.

He sobbed, "How...how are they here? Didn't they leave?"

Shang Wan's tone softened further, "Silly child, you know they were ordered to kill you, how could they possibly leave so easily?"

"Huh?" Chu Xu tilted his head up and stared blankly at Shang Wan. He blinked his cat-like eyes, and tears that were clinging to his thick eyelashes slid down his face.

Shang Wan raised her hand and pinched his cheek, gently uttering four words, "I was lying to you."

Chu Xu: (⊙⊙)
Shang Wan: "Do you know what fishing is? If you're not alone, how are you going to lure out the assassin?"

Chu Xu: Waaah!

The young master said that his young heart had been severely hurt.

Shang Wan said affectionately, "Although your reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance abilities are not good, you still have one outstanding advantage."

Chu Xu buried his face in Shang Wan's dress, wiping away tears. Hearing this, he looked up and asked in a choked voice, "What good qualities?"

Shang Wan smiled, "You're a little genius at getting lost."

Chu Xu was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears.

"It's okay, don't cry." Shang Wan took Chu Xu's little hand and walked back. "Let's find a place to bury the body."

Chu Xu: ?
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The study door creaked open, and Lu Chengjing paused, his hand holding the pen still. He looked up and saw Shang Wan. His expression softened involuntarily as he asked, "The assassin has been lured out?"

“Yes, not one left.” Shang Wan had changed into a dress and said as she walked toward the desk, “This time they were cautious. They followed Chu Xu around five or six times before the last one came out at the edge of the cliff.”

"Thank you for your hard work, my wife." Lu Chengjing poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Shang Wan's side.

Shang Wan took a couple of sips of tea, put it down, bent down and gently wiped away the green ointment on Lu Chengjing's neck with a handkerchief, then leaned closer to take a closer look.

Although it's a regular ointment, it's still effective at treating small tooth marks.

"The mark has almost faded." Shang Wan simply used a handkerchief dipped in tea to wipe off all the ointment. Recalling the man's embarrassed appearance at breakfast, she couldn't help but tease him, "If you really like it that much, I can let you bite it where no one can see."

Lu Chengjing pursed his lips, his slender white fingers unconsciously tightening their grip on the brush, and the tips of his ears turned visibly red.

"Say something." Shang Wan smiled and pinched his earlobe. His habit of blushing when he was shy was impossible to hide.

Lu Chengjing coughed lightly twice and said in a low voice, "We'll talk about it tonight."

"Really waiting until tonight?" Shang Wan's voice rose at the end as she leaned closer, so close that she could not only count the other person's curled eyelashes, but also clearly see the faint lines on their thin lips.

A faint fragrance lingered with each breath, and a surge of emotion welled up in the depths of his dark eyes, his well-defined fingers gradually turning white from clenching.

Hmm, the fox is about to extend its claws.

Shang Wan's almond-shaped eyes curved into a smile. She straightened up, created some distance, and turned around. "I'm going out—um!"

A large hand encircled a slender waist, pulling the person to sit on his lap, their lips meeting, their breaths hot.

His dark eyes held a deep, unfathomable darkness, and his movements were fierce and hurried.

Shang Wan clicked her tongue inwardly, raised her hand to wrap around the back of Lu Chengjing's neck, and gently massaged it with her fingers in a soothing manner.

The movements of their lips gradually softened, becoming tender and lingering.

The ink-dipped brush, no longer under its owner's control, rolled onto the white paper, leaving a long, curved ink line.

Sunlight streamed through the diamond-shaped window paper, casting irregular patches of light on the floor tiles, swaying in the breeze.

The sound of water gradually subsided in the study.

"Alright." Shang Wan pushed away the beautiful head in front of her, gently rubbing her earlobe with her fingertips, her almond-shaped eyes moist and smiling, "We'll talk about it tonight."

—The exact words are returned to you.

"Wife." Lu Chengjing blinked blankly, his deep voice filled with dissatisfaction and grievance.

Her originally pale lips turned bright red from the contact, adding a touch of color to her usually cool and pale appearance.

Shang Wan's almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents, and her fair fingers brushed across her cheeks before touching her rosy lips.