Trapped in a chaotic situation, the little beauty is kissed until she cries every night.

Chapter 107 A Battlefield About to Erupt: Zhan Liefeng Sends Minghua to See Chu Xingze?

Chapter 107 A Battleground is About to Erupt: Zhan Liefeng Sends Minghua to See Chu Xingze?

He is taciturn and sparing with words.

What would happen if you typed two more words?

Minghua thought to herself, but she also relaxed a little.

Minghua: [Okay, Teacher Chu, I'll come find you around 2 PM this afternoon.]

After Minghua replied, she waited for a while but did not receive a reply from Chu Xingze.

My suspicions grew stronger.

I never expected that these men, who acted so disdainful when we met, would turn out to be as sticky as glue and impossible to tear apart.

Chu Xingze is still the most reliable one.

Stepping out of the bedroom, Minghua was surprised to find that Zhan Liefeng was still at home and hadn't left yet.

He was sitting on the black leather sofa where the two of them had spent the night, his back straight, looking at some documents in his hand.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, the dignified and aloof Imperial Marshal, who commanded the entire army with a single word on the battlefield, suddenly appeared much younger, even exuding a sense of refined scoundrel.

As her gaze slid down, Minghua immediately spotted the white shirt Zhan Liefeng was wearing.

She started to recall last night as if by some kind of stress, as if she could smell the faint scent of alcohol and feel the man's hot breath on her skin again.

She immediately looked away guiltily when Zhan Liefeng looked over, not daring to meet his gaze.

Zhan Liefeng chuckled upon seeing this. How could making Ming Hua feel embarrassed in front of him not be a skill?

What kind of skill is it to leave a mark on Minghua? If you're so capable, make Minghua leave a unique mark on them.

"Are you hungry?"

"I cooked a meal, I don't know if it suits your taste."

Zhan Liefeng stood up, his tall figure walking straight towards Minghua.

Minghua couldn't help but take a step back, feeling for the first time how scorching the air was.

It was so hot that she felt like her whole body was burning.

After last night's events, the peaceful atmosphere that Minghua had painstakingly maintained was completely shattered.

Minghua and Zhan Liefeng both knew that after what happened last night, the two could never go back to their previous coldness.

However, it's far from enough to move towards becoming an ambiguous romantic relationship.

Zhan Liefeng had plenty of patience. He walked over to Minghua and then led her to the restaurant.

A simple four-dish meal with a soup, a perfect balance of meat and vegetables, and a subtle, pleasant aroma.

Minghua tossed and turned all night last night and didn't get up until noon today, so she was already starving.

Zhan Liefeng took the first step, scooped a few spoonfuls of clear soup into a bowl, and handed it to Minghua, speaking gently:
"I specially stewed it this morning and kept it warm. It's not good to eat right after sleeping all night, so I'll have a couple of sips of soup first. It tastes pretty good, want to try some?"

Upon hearing this, Minghua, who was about to take her leave, immediately stopped in her tracks.

The delicious food was right in front of them, and a handsome man served them attentively.

LOL, I simply can't refuse.

Minghua accepted, obediently sitting opposite Zhan Liefeng, holding the soup bowl and sipping the soup slowly.

Zhan Liefeng would naturally prefer to sit next to Minghua; who wouldn't want to sit next to their beautiful wife?

However, he now felt that he was taking a psychological approach and was afraid of arousing Minghua's suspicion, so he held back.

After all, Fu Shizheng and his group probably wouldn't do something as casual as having Minghua eat with them!

At the dinner table, Zhan Liefeng made a suggestion:

“I saw you were still sleeping this morning. Mingde Academy has already arranged for you to take leave.”

"Shall I take you back to Mingde Academy, or shall I go out for a walk with you?"

“No need,” Minghua quickly said.
"I'm not going back to school. I'm going to find Chu Xingze later; we have some collaboration to discuss."

Oh!
Rival in love.

Zhan Liefeng lowered his eyebrows and eyes, his dark eyes becoming deep and unfathomable where Ming Hua couldn't see.

His fingers, gripping the chopsticks, tightened suddenly, turning the knuckles white. He desperately wanted to know what Chu Xingze had done.
Logically speaking, shouldn't Minghua be keeping her distance from each of them right now?

It's amazing that Minghua took the initiative to go to him.

Zhan Liefeng couldn't understand it, but he also couldn't possibly know that Ming Hua had gone to see her love rival and remained unmoved. He spoke coldly:
I'll take you there in a bit.

"Oh, that's okay too."

Minghua thought for a while and then agreed.

Why not take advantage of a free driver? After the initial awkwardness, Minghua quickly became at ease.

Ultimately, if Zhan Liefeng hadn't tempted and seduced her last night, would she have done something like biting his Adam's apple all the way down to his abs?
Zhan Liefeng himself is largely to blame.

Minghua's nonchalant demeanor almost made Zhan Liefeng, who was sitting opposite her, snap his chopsticks in two.

*
Chu Xingze's doorstep
Minghua looked at the house, which was exactly the same as when she first came, with the door tightly closed, and breathed a sigh of relief.

If Chu Xingze, contrary to his usual behavior, greeted her at the door, she probably would have turned around and left.

Turning back to Zhan Liefeng, he waved to express his gratitude:

"Thank you Marshal Zhan for bringing me here. I've arrived now."

"Please go back and take care of your official business."

To know for sure, as the commander-in-chief of an army, Zhan Liefeng has a lot of things to do on a daily basis.

Minghua expressed her gratitude for being able to take the time to bring her over, but that was all she could do.

Zhan Liefeng gave a cold "hmm," his gaze sweeping over a window on the second floor before his dark eyes turned to Ming Hua:

"No rush, the scenery around here is beautiful, we can take a stroll."

"How long do you need to practice? I'll wait for you."

He could barely bear to watch his beautiful wife hand over to his rival; how could he possibly leave alone with peace of mind?

Can he really put his mind at ease?
Minghua was taken aback, not expecting Zhan Liefeng to make such a suggestion. However, she felt more at ease this way, and her beautiful eyebrows relaxed, revealing a hint of a smile.

"Not long, just over two hours."

"There's a lakeside park over there. I'll message you after we're done."

"Okay, let's go in first."

Zhan Liefeng nodded, but didn't say that he would wait at the door the whole time.

The lakeside park is so far away, he wouldn't have time to get there if something really happened.

What should I do if my wife is taken advantage of by another man?
As Minghua walked towards Chu Xingze's house, Zhan Liefeng's 3S-level mental energy began to expand and follow.

Chu Xingze, inside the second-floor room, snorted coldly, his face, which had captivated the entire universe and amassed billions of fans, now filled with icy indifference.

He then unleashed his spiritual power without hesitation to expel the remaining spirit.

Even without meeting in person, a terrifying battleground could still erupt at any moment.

Just then, Minghua opened the door to the practice room on the second floor and walked in. Seeing Chu Xingze sitting properly in front of the piano, she felt even more relieved.

She was afraid that, like last time, Chu Xingze would be swimming in the pool and drag her into the pool with him.

Now it seems that Chu Xingze really has no interest in her, as his tone became somewhat relaxed:
"Teacher Chu, I'm here. Shall we begin practicing now?"

"Well, yes."

Chu Xingze stood up, maintaining his indifferent expression, and offered his seat to Ming Hua.

But instead, he turned around and walked to the doorway, then raised his hand and pressed it against the wall a few times.

The practice room, built at great expense, naturally boasts excellent soundproofing.

As Zhan Liefeng leaned against the hovercar, carefully using his mental energy to probe the movements of the two, his expression instantly darkened. He looked up and met Chu Xingze's action of drawing the curtains to block outside observation.

Two equally formidable top talents of the 3S era gaze at each other from afar.

What does he want to do?
Zhan Liefeng subconsciously raised his foot to step forward.

(End of this chapter)

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