Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 239 The Mad Couple 3



Chapter 239 The Mad Couple 3

Wu Chufeng had just returned from outside when he saw a simply dressed woman standing at the entrance of the general's mansion, talking to a guard.

He took a few steps closer and heard the woman claim to be a distant relative of General Wu from the same village. She even took out a copper coin as a token. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Interesting," Wu Chufeng muttered to himself, and walked over.

The guards at the door saw Wu Chufeng approaching and quickly bowed, saying, "Young Master."

Rongrong's voice entered Ji Xiaosong's mind, "Ah Song, this is your mission target, Wu Chufeng."

"Hmm, she's pretty good-looking, and fits my aesthetic."

Wu Chufeng waved to the guards, indicating that they didn't need to be so polite. Then, his gaze fell on Ji Xiaosong, and he looked her up and down before asking with a smile, "Young lady, you just said that you are a distant relative of General Wu from the same village?"

Seeing that the newcomer was dressed in fine clothes and had an extraordinary bearing, Ji Xiaosong guessed that he might be an important figure in the General's Mansion. She gave a slight curtsy and said respectfully, "In response to your question, young master, my surname is Ji. My grandmother and General Wu's mother are cousins. Due to a sudden change in my family, we had nowhere else to turn, so we came to the capital to seek refuge with the General."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chufeng's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement, and his tone was somewhat teasing: "Oh? So you're a relative from my father's village. But how come I've never heard of my father having a cousin's descendant?"

Ji Xiaosong remained composed and respectfully said, "Young master, you may not know this, but when General Wu left home many years ago, he left this copper coin with my grandmother, saying that if she ever encountered any difficulties, she could use it to find him. I have come here today precisely for this matter."

Wu Chufeng took the copper coin handed to him by the guard, examined it carefully, and found that there was indeed a blurry "Wu" character engraved on the coin.

He chuckled, a hint of mockery in his voice: "These copper coins are interesting, but almost all of my father's relatives in the village have died long ago. What distant relatives could possibly come to claim kinship with copper coins?"

Ji Xiaosong's heart tightened, but her face remained calm.

She raised her head, looked directly into Wu Chufeng's eyes, and said firmly, "If you don't believe me, you are welcome to ask General Wu to come out and meet you. Whether what I say is true or false, the general will have his own judgment."

Seeing her composed expression, Wu Chufeng's eyes flashed with surprise.

He had assumed the woman was there to swindle him, but he was surprised to find her so calm and composed.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "Alright, since you're so confident, I'll take you to see my father. But let me make this clear: if you're lying, don't blame me for being impolite."

Ji Xiaosong smiled slightly and nodded, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, young master."

Wu Chufeng waved his hand, signaling the guards to step back, and then said to Ji Xiaosong, "Come with me."

Ji Xiaosong followed behind him, secretly relieved.

She knew that she had successfully piqued Wu Chufeng's interest, and things would be much easier once she met General Wu.

The two walked through the corridors of the general's mansion and arrived at a study.

Wu Chufeng pushed open the door, but instead of taking Ji Xiaosong in to see General Wu, he turned around, closed the door, crossed his arms, leaned against the door, and looked at her with a half-smile.

"Speak, who exactly are you? What is your purpose in coming to the General's Mansion?"

Wu Chufeng spoke casually, but his eyes were sharp as knives, as if he could see through people's hearts.

Ji Xiaosong felt a chill run down her spine, knowing that Wu Chufeng did not believe her story.

She paused for a moment, then looked up and stared directly into Wu Chufeng's eyes, her tone calm yet resolute: "Since you don't believe me, then I don't need to hide it anymore. I am indeed not a distant relative of General Wu, but I came to the General's mansion not to deceive or swindle."

Wu Chufeng raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice: "Oh? And what is it for?"

Ji Xiaosong took a deep breath and slowly said, "I came to the General's Mansion to seek revenge."

"revenge?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Wu Chufeng's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. "Who are you looking for revenge against?"

"Li Zhixiao, and Xiao Mumu." Ji Xiaosong's voice was icy, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Upon hearing these two names, Wu Chufeng frowned slightly: "Li Zhixiao? That newly appointed scholar? Xiao Mumu... is my maternal grandfather's granddaughter?"

"Yes, Li Zhixiao was originally our family's son-in-law who married into the family, but now he is engaged to Xiao Mumu. In order to cover up his past, he attacked me and tried to kill me."

After listening to Ji Xiaosong's words, a playful glint flashed in Wu Chufeng's eyes.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a half-smile, and said with a hint of teasing, "Interesting, very interesting. This newly appointed Jinshi, Li Zhixiao, actually has such an unknown past."

He crossed his arms, leaned against the door, and glanced at Ji Xiaosong. Suddenly, he laughed and said, "You've got some nerve, daring to come directly to the General's Mansion and even say you want revenge in front of me. Aren't you afraid I'll hand you over to Li Zhixiao and Xiao Mumu?"

Ji Xiaosong remained calm and composed, saying, "If you were that kind of person, I wouldn't be standing here today."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chufeng burst into laughter: "Good, good! Your temperament suits my taste."

He straightened up, clapped his hands, and said in a relaxed tone, "Fine, since you're so bold, I'll go with you. I want to see what kind of expressions Li Zhixiao and Xiao Mumu will have when they see you. I also want to know how my biological father will deal with his granddaughter."

A hint of surprise flashed in Ji Xiaosong's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure: "Young Master is willing to help me?"

Wu Chufeng waved his hand, his tone tinged with mockery: "Help you? No, I just think this is quite interesting. That hypocrite Li Zhixiao pretends to be a gentleman all day long, but he does such despicable things behind the scenes. I want to see how he gets out of this mess."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, pushed open the study door, and waved to Ji Xiaosong: "Come on, I'll take you to see Li Zhixiao and Xiao Mumu. But let me make this clear beforehand, if you mess things up, don't blame me for not cleaning up your mess."

Ji Xiaosong smiled slightly and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, young master, I know what I'm doing."

Wu Chufeng led Ji Xiaosong through the corridors of the general's mansion and straight to General Wu's study.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, saying in a relaxed tone, "Father, I've brought an interesting person to see you."

A deep, authoritative voice came from inside the study: "Come in."

Wu Chufeng pushed open the door and led Ji Xiaosong inside.

Inside the study, General Wu sat behind his desk, holding a military treatise in his hand.

Of course, he held the military book upside down. He was a general who came from humble beginnings and was actually illiterate. His name was Wu Daniu.

He looked up at Ji Xiaosong, his gaze sharp as a knife: "And who is this?"

Wu Chufeng smiled, his tone slightly teasing: "Father, this young lady claims to be a distant relative of yours and even brought a copper coin as a token. However, I think what's more interesting about her is that she's here to seek revenge on Li Zhixiao and Xiao Mumu."


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