Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!

Lin Xuanze seethed with unexplained anger as his eyes flared with hostility.

Who would have thought such a handsome man was nothing but a scumbag, keeping one eye on the bowl and another on the pot.

While dating Yun Yue, he was engaged to someone else; how much suffering must she have endured?

His eyes, filled with animosity, bore into the figure in front of him. His hands clenched into fists, itching to smash the man’s head in right there and then.

Feng Ye and Jiang Qi noticed Lin Xuanze’s behavior, and their hearts skipped a beat.

This kid was overly protective, wasn’t he? Surely, he wasn’t thinking about rushing forward to beat up Master Chen?!

Just as that thought crossed their minds, they saw him suddenly step forward.

"Xiao Chen!"

The two men shuddered as everyone turned to look; they saw a fist as big as a sandbag hurtling towards Xiao Chen’s face.

Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief at the scene unfolding before them.

The audacity of this young man to call Xiao Chen by his name and to strike him in such a setting, he must be tired of living.

Xiao Chen stood tall, his gaze tranquil yet laced with an untouchable dignity, motionless in the face of the oncoming punch. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Completely enraged, Lin Xuanze paid no heed to Xiao Chen’s expression and let his fist fly without restraint.

Feng Ye and Jiang Qi snapped out of their daze and immediately stepped forward to restrain him tightly, pulling him back.

This brother-in-law really had the guts to yell at Master Chen and even dared to hit him; he was definitely the first.

"Let go of me! We’re not finished here today until we clear this up. So you both knew, didn’t you? This scumbag’s engaged and still messing around with my sister. What do you take her for?"

Unable to land his punch, Lin Xuanze was furiously struggling in their grip, his legs kicking out wildly trying to land a blow on Xiao Chen.

Feng Ye and Jiang Qi were at their wits’ end, thankful they had pulled him far enough back. This kid seemed to have a good temper, but when he exploded, it was terrifying.

Even from a distance, they could feel the oppressive aura radiating from Master Chen, yet this kid seemed completely oblivious.

Feng Ye wished he could knock him out right then and there. "Keep your cool; things aren’t what you think they are."

Lin Xuanze snorted. "Ha! The truth has already come knocking at the door, and you’re still trying to lie to me! Do you think I’m an idiot?"

Feng Ye: "..."

As if you’re not an idiot.

Xiao Chen frowned at him. "I will handle this matter properly."

His icy gaze swept across the crowd, and everyone silently averted their eyes. Gu Cong and Lou Ting exchanged a mocking glance, reveling in the drama.

Xiao Chen, engaged to the Ji Family, had the nerve to flirt with Yun Xiaoyue. If she hadn’t forbidden him from acting, he would’ve sorted Xiao Chen out long ago.

Ji Xian’s attention shifted to Lin Xuanze. Yun Yue was his sister?!

He observed Lin Xuanze, noting that the young man bore little resemblance to Wen Jun, and was likely not related.

Jiang Qiong arrived with Lin Xiang just in time to see the commotion.

From a distance, Lin Xuanze’s voice could be heard. Lin Xiang’s heart skipped a beat, and she dashed through the crowd, finding Lin Xuanze being held by Feng Ye and Jiang Qi. His face was crimson with rage, unlike anything she’d seen from him before.

"Let him go," Lin Xiang commanded with knitted brows, fixing her stare on Feng Ye and Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qiong’s eyes widened at the scene. "Feng Ye, Jiang Qi, what are you doing holding Xuan Ze like that? Let go!"

Her sharp gaze turned to Xiao Chen. Without his permission, would these two dare to manhandle Lin Xuanze?

Both of them awkwardly looked at Xiao Chen, who slightly raised his jaw, and Lin Xuanze immediately broke free from their restraining grip.

Lin Xuanze ran to Lin Xiang’s side, his eyes slightly moist, and he said with grievance, "Mom, Xiao Chen is a scumbag."

Feng Ye and Jiang Qi shifted their gaze away, pretending not to be involved. It wasn’t their concern; they were just there for the show.

Jiang Qiong’s heart skipped a beat, and she said with a smile, "Xuan Ze, you can’t talk nonsense."

"I’m not," Lin Xuanze retorted proudly, pouting, "He has an engagement and still wants to date my sister. Tell me, isn’t that scummy?"

The people around had not seen such a commotion in a long time, especially one involving the Xiao Family and the Ji Family. Now there was an unknown family thrown into the mix, and they were eager to see how this drama would unfold.

Lin Xiang’s eyes gradually turned colder, and with a stern face, she looked at Lin Xiang and Xiao Chen, who had a deeply furrowed brow, "Is what my son said true?"

"It’s not..." Jiang Qiong started to say, wondering how on earth to explain this mess.

The family had come accusing them, and she kept signaling Xiao Chen with her eyes.

This was his problem to solve!

Xiao Chen’s lips tightened slightly as he looked at Lin Xiang, his aura becoming subdued, "I’m sorry, Aunt Xiang, it was my mistake not to be upfront with you. However, the marriage was arranged by our parents, and I will take care of it and give you a proper explanation."

Lin Xiang looked at him coldly. Although she didn’t know the specifics of his family’s background, she knew that the Xiao Family was either rich or noble.

Could a betrothal between major families, which involved interests of both, be so easily broken off?

"Find me after you’ve sorted this out," Lin Xiang said, pulling Lin Xuanze away as they left. Yun Zhonghai hastily followed them.

Liu Lanfang stood still, knowing he was engaged, but he had promised, and Yun Yue knew, too. As an old woman, she really shouldn’t meddle in the affairs of young people, but seeing that Lin Xiang disapproved of them, she couldn’t help but say, "Xiao Chen, you were wrong for not being honest with them."

She had watched Lin Xiang care for Yun Yue as if she were her own daughter and naturally couldn’t let her suffer this indignity.

Xiao Chen’s expression softened somewhat, and he assured Liu Lanfang respectfully, "Grandma, don’t worry, I will take care of this."

Lou Ting let out a snicker, which stood out in the quiet, spacious hall, and looked at him with a teasing look, "Tsk, it seems Young Master Xiao is going to be busy lately."

Having said that, he walked up proudly, "Grandma, it’s been a long time. Do you still remember me?"

Liu Lanfang had sharp eyes and a good memory; she immediately recognized him, "Little Lou, you’ve become even more handsome."

Pleased with Liu Lanfang’s compliment, he was overjoyed, "Thank you for the compliment, Grandma. You also seem to become younger as you age. I know where Yun Xiaoyue is, I’ll take you to her."

"Good," Liu Lanfang allowed him to lead her toward a large door.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

A moment ago they thought this was just a lesser-known minor family, but seeing how Lou Ting was all smiles and respectfully supporting the old lady, could this family be simple?

For a time, over a hundred pairs of eyes simultaneously swept over them.

Now only the Xiao and Ji families were left, and they were curious to see how they would resolve the matter.

"Elder Ji, I’m very sorry about the engagement issue. Let’s call it off. If you have any dissatisfaction, please speak up, and I will provide the Ji Family with appropriate compensation. I am calling off this marriage," he paused, glancing at Ji Ling, whose face had turned ashen, "I don’t like Ji Ling."

Ji Ling’s face was as pale as a sheet of paper, her body swaying and nearly collapsing, only to be quickly steadied by Mrs. Ji, who was worried.

Even though she had heard before that he might cancel the engagement, it wasn’t as painful as hearing it firsthand.

It was bad enough he said he’d cancel the engagement, but to think he’d actually say he didn’t like her—where was she to put her face?

Feeling the gaze of hundreds of eyes, Ji Ling wished she could faint right then and there, but she couldn’t. She felt there was still a chance to salvage something.