Chapter 160: with translation of chapter title

Ye Qingran brought Han Xing Leng Yue to the Guoshi Fu, but was told that the two could no longer bear loneliness and had gone out to play.

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingran no longer wished to enter the Guoshi Fu's gate.

Little did she know, as soon as the Guoshi learned that Ye Qingran had arrived, he immediately rushed out and bumped into Ye Qingran, who was just turning around to leave.

"You've come. Why don't you go inside?"

Meeting his gentle gaze, Ye Qingran felt a twinge of guilt for a moment.

"I'll go see the children."

"With their abilities, who in Xiliang could move them?" the Guoshi laughed arrogantly. He knew his son's strength very well, so he wasn't worried. As for Mo Xiaohu, his strength is probably not inferior to Qianchen's.

Moreover, the Dark Guard guarding the summit of Zhu Lu watches over them in the dark, so they are safe.

"I'm not worried about them; I just miss them."

"You miss them?"

The Guoshi suddenly felt a pang of jealousy.

"Ye Qingran, when will you start missing him?"

The Guoshi continued to urge her to stay, but Ye Qingran insisted on leaving, which left him feeling frustrated.

Just after leaving the Guoshi Fu and entering Zhuque Street, someone came to report that Mo Xiaohu and Fu Qianchen had clashed with Zhao Hao at a restaurant called Yuelai, and Zhao Hao threatened to kill them both.

Hearing this, Ye Qingran wasn't worried either. Those two kids' abilities are beyond ordinary people's expectation; the one to worry about is Zhao Hao. However, her gaze turned cold.

"You want to kill her child?"

"Zhao Hao seems not to have learned his lesson!"

She pondered for a moment, looked up at the sky—roughly early shen hour—and asked, "How is Zhao Yan now?"

Shortly after, Ye Qingran learned that Zhao Yan had, by coincidence, made an appointment with the Seventh Prince Dongfang Xuan at their usual place, Spring Breeze Inn, and this time they had even booked a room—Room Tian No. 1.

Ye Qingran raised her eyebrows slightly, smiling inscrutably, "Tsk tsk, these two are hooking up quite frequently!"

"Go tell Ye Sisi to also go to Spring Breeze Inn."

Han Xing Leng Yue's eyes lit up upon hearing that.

Given how much Ye Sisi values Dongfang Xuan, if she learned that he and Zhao Yan were together, who knows what kind of uproar it would cause. Then they would stir the flames, pour oil on the fire, blow the matter out of proportion—whether for Dongfang Xuan himself, the Guanglu Fu, or the Ye Residence, it would be extremely disgraceful.

As for Ye Qingran, after being utterly disappointed in Ye Yu, she no longer considered herself to have any connection with the Ye Residence.

Ye Residence

Ye Sisi was unhappy because, at last night's banquet, Ye Qingran had gained the Guoshi's favor; just then, her personal maid brought in a letter from outside.

"Who sent it?"

"I don't know; someone shot it into the Courtyard with an arrow."

"Sending a letter by arrow?"

Ye Sisi blinked slightly, took the letter with a strange expression, unfolded it, and saw written: "Tonight, at the initial xu hour, Spring Breeze Inn, Room Tian No. 1—don't miss it."

Ye Sisi's eyes gradually widened.

"This handwriting…"

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Ye Sisi's cheeks flushed red; since the other party was her personal maid and she had no intention of hiding it, she bit her lower lip and said shyly, "It's Brother Xuan..."

The maid blinked: "Your Highness the Seventh Prince? What does Your Highness want from you? Why secretly send a letter by arrow?"

Ye Sisi laughed shyly, having formed a guess in her heart.

"Brother Xuan, you really are getting better at playing!" Sending a letter by arrow, then inviting her to Spring Breeze Inn, and even the room…

"Hmph, Brother Xuan, you're really bad!"

Just thinking about what was about to happen tonight, Ye Sisi felt wave after wave of heat rising from below, leaving her breathless.

Although it wasn't the first time, there had never been anything as… stimulating as today!

Since the Ye Residence banquet last time, after that slut Zhao Yan had relations with Brother Xuan, Brother Xuan has never had that kind of intimate relationship with her again.

Now he's come looking for her again—has he discovered her merits again?

She's really looking forward to it!

"Attend to my bath and change of clothes…"

Yuelai Restaurant

Zhao Hao, who is over twenty, has mediocre talent and strength.

The two kids are just like two slippery loaches; no matter how much Zhao Hao exerts his strength, he hasn't even touched the hem of their clothes once.

Compared to the kids' agility, Zhao Hao is practically a big fat pig. Especially as his stamina drains, his movements become clumsier, he's out of breath, utterly embarrassed.

"Uncle, why are you so slow? Are you a big fat pig?"

"He actually called him a pig?"

Zhao Hao seethed with anger, gritted his teeth, and roared, "What are you standing there for? Grab them for me!"

"Uncle, you're really not a man, are you? An adult can't even catch two kids and needs help—aren't you ashamed?"

The surrounding diners, hearing Mo Xiaohu call Zhao Hao a pig, covered their mouths and snickered; upon hearing Zhao Hao's words, they wore looks of contempt.

Zhao Hao is truly shameless!

A grown man bullying two kids isn't enough; he even has his guards join in.

The eight guards, having received Zhao Hao's orders, each hardened their gaze, spread out, and lunged at Fu Qianchen and Mo Xiaohu.

Although the first floor of Yuelai Restaurant is quite spacious, it can't withstand so many people inside playing catch; although Fu Qianchen and Mo Xiaohu are quite capable, with so many people attacking at once, they are no longer as relaxed as before.

In an instant, the restaurant descended into chaos.

A pointy‑mouthed, monkey‑cheeked man, seeing the situation, shifted his eyes and slipped out of the restaurant…

Dealing with these few guards is no problem for Mo Xiaohu and Fu Qianchen.

The two of them toyed with Zhao Hao and his guards on one hand while exchanging a glance on the other; then they nodded at each other, a gleam flashing in their eyes.

They moved with ease among the eight guards, yet in unison locked onto Zhao Hao as their target, dodging the guards' pursuit while never forgetting to attack Zhao Hao.

Mo Xiaohu kicked Zhao Hao in the butt, sending him sprawling face‑first; Fu Qianchen then rained tiny kicks on his face with her little feet, leaving footprints. As he screamed, Mo Xiaohu snatched a fishbone from nearby and gulped it down his throat, while Fu Qianchen took the dirty mop‑water from the waiter's hand and poured it down his throat…

The two children's seamless cooperation, nimble maneuvers, and elf‑like antics left the onlookers gaping in astonishment.

"These two kids are truly newborn calves unafraid of tigers!"

"Yeah, they don't seem to fear Zhao Hao at all; instead they're having a blast!"

"They're all wearing masks—could they be children from some wealthy family, disguised?"

……

While the crowd enjoyed watching the two kids toy with the pig, they also speculated about the children's identities.

In no time, Zhao Hao's wails rose and fell, and soon his face was bruised and swollen, a sorry sight.

Zhao Hao was already plump, but now his face swelled up like a steamed bun; he lay on the ground, trembling, truly resembling a big fat pig.

"You bunch of idiots, protect me!" Zhao Hao roared in shock and anger; the eight guards stopped chasing Mo Xiaohu and Fu Qianchen, instead surrounding him and shielding him in the middle.

"Uncle, you can't beat us, so you've lost—hurry up and apologize!"

"Apologize to whom?"

"Obviously Ye Qingran!"

Upon hearing the name Ye Qingran, Zhao Hao's hatred surged uncontrollably; he shouted, straining his neck: "That bitch Ye Qingran—if I don't kill her, I'll consider myself lucky, yet you want me to apologize? Let that bitch wait; I'll surely kill her!"

Zhao Hao bellowed with his neck outstretched, incredibly arrogant and overbearing.

Mo Xiaohu and Fu Qianchen's aura sank to freezing point.