My Silly, Sweet Wife

Upon feeling his own transformation, Dugu Jifeng was naturally overjoyed.

Especially after hearing Dugu Yue’s words, Dugu Jifeng’s inner desire began to swell.

Eagerly rushing out, Dugu Jifeng happened to encounter Feng Chuchu, whose face was shy but thoughtful.

Feng Chuchu was respected by Wu Yaoguang entirely because of Ye Guichen.

For some reason, Feng Chuchu’s heart felt as sweet as if coated in honey.

Moreover, even Feng Jiuling’s attitude changed.

Feng Jiuling even promised in front of Wu Yaoguang that if Feng Chuchu truly liked Ye Guichen, he would not obstruct them.

Feng Chuchu breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether it was Ye Guichen or Feng Jiuling, she didn’t want them to be hurt.

If either of them were hurt one day, Feng Chuchu would be devastated.

”Chu Chu.” While pondering, Feng Chuchu heard someone call her name and looked up to see Dugu Jifeng approaching with a smile.

Feng Chuchu detested Dugu Jifeng and feared that Ye Guichen might misunderstand, so she naturally didn’t want to interact with Dugu Jifeng. She turned to leave but was stopped by him.

”Chu Chu, where are you going?” Dugu Jifeng asked with a grin.

Feng Chuchu didn’t sense anything strange about Dugu Jifeng and replied coldly, ”I’m going back to rest. I believe it won’t be long before Brother Chen returns.”

”Return?” A glint of coldness flashed in Dugu Jifeng’s eyes. ”Hmph, he barely escaped in time, how could he possibly return? Do you still not believe me? That guy is definitely in cahoots with those two con artists; you’ve been deceived.”

”Don’t speak ill of Brother Chen!” Feng Chuchu wasn’t pleased to hear that, hands on her hips, glaring at Dugu Jifeng. ”I’ll remind you, Father has agreed for me to be with Brother Chen, so stop pestering me.”

”Impossible!” Upon hearing this, Dugu Jifeng seemed to explode. ”The master had agreed to marry you to me, how could he go back on his word?”

”Hmph, Father said he would respect my wishes. My wish is not to marry you. So, move aside!” Feng Chuchu persistently said, shoving Dugu Jifeng to push him away.

Dugu Jifeng was completely enraged.

He initially planned to deceive Feng Chuchu into his room and forcefully make her his.

But now, his anger directly suppressed his reason.

”Feng Chuchu, do you think you’re a goddess?” Dugu Jifeng grabbed Feng Chuchu’s wrist fiercely. ”I have deep feelings for you, yet you always ignore me. Fine, let’s see how noble you really are.”

With that, he forcefully yanked Feng Chuchu towards him.

Feng Chuchu instinctively tried to break free, but she was no match for Dugu Jifeng.

”What do you want? You’re hurting me!” Feng Chuchu glared at Dugu Jifeng. ”Let go of me, or I’ll call for help.”

”Call for help?” Dugu Jifeng sneered. ”Heh, go ahead! Now everyone at Wan Jian Villa knows you’ll marry me. Even if you call for help, they’ll think we’re just having a spat and won’t intervene. Besides, the master of Wan Jian Villa will be mine; who would make things difficult for themselves?”

As he spoke, Dugu Jifeng’s expression became fierce. ”Feng Chuchu, you’ll be mine sooner or later. Today, come with me.”

Saying this, he pulled Feng Chuchu toward his room.

Feng Chuchu was terrified; she hadn’t expected Dugu Jifeng to be so bold.

Currently, Feng Jiuling is still the master, and this is Wan Jian Villa’s domain.

Even though Dugu Jifeng is the son of the Second Master, he should consider the consequences of any indecent actions here.

Seeing Dugu Jifeng wasn’t joking, Feng Chuchu panicked, ”Help, help!”

But after calling for help a couple of times, Dugu Jifeng quickly turned back with a wild smirk and struck Feng Chuchu on the neck, knocking her unconscious.

Then, Dugu Jifeng carried Feng Chuchu quickly back to his room.

Even if he encountered people on the way, they pretended not to see.

Back in the room, Dugu Jifeng tossed Feng Chuchu onto the bed, looking at her with fervor. ”Chu Chu, once you become my woman, how could Ye Guichen still want you? Haha, then you’ll only be mine.”

Meanwhile, after arranging Wu Yaoguang, Feng Jiuling called Dugu Yue and repeated Wu Yaoguang’s words.

Finally, he hesitated before speaking, ”Dugu, you are the Second Master of Wan Jian Villa, and the villa’s prosperity directly affects you. Previously, I hadn’t realized that boy Ye had a talent for Alchemy. Now it seems we need to reassess his value.”

Dugu Yue never expected that Wu Yaoguang not only wanted to meet Ye Guichen but also held him in high regard.

If this continues, to curry favor with Wu Yaoguang, Feng Jiuling might fear attacking Ye Guichen.

Damn it!

A hint of gloom appeared in his heart.

He wasn’t sure if Ye Guichen would actually bring the fraud to Wan Jian Villa.

If he does come, Dugu Yue will definitely find a way to keep Ye Guichen in Wan Jian Villa.

But considering the current situation, if Feng Jiuling’s attitude changes, dealing with Ye Guichen might be troublesome for him.

”Villa Master, this is just Wu Yaoguang’s side of the story. How could there be someone in this world with outstanding talents in both martial arts and alchemy?” Dugu Yue tried to deceive him: ”Moreover, the treasures on Ye Guichen are enough to elevate our Wan Jian Villa to a new level. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Villa Master. You mustn’t miss it.”

Feng Jiuling sighed: ”I understand what you’re saying, but I feel this matter still needs careful consideration. At least it’s not too late to make a decision after we figure out Ye Guichen’s identity and abilities.”

Seeing that Feng Jiuling’s mind was set, Dugu Yue’s expression grew darker, and his tone became less respectful: ”Villa Master, are you saying you don’t trust me at all and instead trust an outsider?”

Feng Jiuling shook his head: ”I don’t mean that, but given the current situation...”

”Feng Jiuling, haven’t you thought it through?” Dugu Yue interrupted Feng Jiuling: ”All these years, without my help, would Wan Jian Villa have come this far? Now, we’re even closer to becoming the Alliance Hierarch of that sect, and you want to retreat now? Do you not want to be the Demon Slayer Alliance Leader of the sect?”

”No, Second Master, I didn’t mean that.”

”Didn’t mean that? Then what do you mean!” Dugu Yue was clearly losing patience: ”Feng Jiuling, it’s true you’re from the Feng Family, but over these years, ask yourself honestly, in terms of skills and strategy, how do you compare to me? And there’s that Dragon Sword outside, the treasure of Wan Jian Villa, which you, as Villa Master, cannot draw out. Ask yourself, what qualifies you to be Villa Master?”

Feng Jiuling sensed something wrong with Dugu Yue’s tone and asked sternly: ”What do you mean by that?”

”Heh, what do I mean?” Dugu Yue mocked: ”Feng Jiuling, if you can compromise to Ye Guichen now, then wouldn’t the previous talk of marrying Feng Chuchu to Feng’er also become empty words? What do you take me, Dugu Yue, for? A dog that comes when beckoned and leaves when told? Feng Jiuling, ask yourself if without me, could you be sitting as Villa Master and enjoying such ease?”

While speaking, Dugu Yue walked towards Feng Jiuling.

Feng Jiuling already felt a little guilty.

His cultivation was high, but it was thanks to the Feng Family’s swordsmanship and weapons.

If talking strictly about talent and cultivation, Feng Jiuling really couldn’t match Dugu Yue.

”Second Master, yes, I really appreciate your contributions over the years, so I won’t mistreat you.” Feng Jiuling still wanted to speak softly.

Dugu Yue, however, had lost patience, and with a cold laugh said: ”Alright, if you’re not going to mistreat me, then marry your daughter to my son, let my son become the Villa Master of Wan Jian Villa, how about that?”

”You are impudent!” Feng Jiuling never thought Dugu Yue would make such a request.

This was simply a desecration to the ancestors.

Wan Jian Villa belonged to the Feng Family and could never be handed to an outsider.

Although he had only one daughter, in the end, it must still be handed to Feng Chuchu.

However, if Feng Chuchu really married Dugu Jifeng, while Feng Chuchu would be the nominal Villa Master, Dugu Jifeng might become the actual Villa Master.

But by then, things would have been different.

Feng Jiuling hadn’t thought that far ahead; previously agreeing to marry Feng Chuchu to Dugu Jifeng was merely an attempt to rope in Dugu Yue.

But now, Dugu Yue directly wanted him to hand over the Villa Master position to Dugu Jifeng.

Is this an attempt to seize the Villa Master’s position?

”Dugu Yue, are you trying to rebel?” Feng Jiuling’s face darkened, and with a casual gesture, he summoned a sword, gazing at Dugu Yue warily.

Dugu Yue simply laughed heartily, ”Rebel? Haha, Feng Jiuling, you really overestimate yourself. What do you understand by rebel? Do you even qualify?”

”You, what do you mean?”

”My meaning is simple: you’re nothing but an indecisive, incompetent person. Since you became Villa Master, hasn’t it always been me running around doing everything? And you? All you do is enjoy the glory.”

Dugu Yue’s face twisted with ferocity: ”Take this struggle for the sect’s alliance master, for instance, what have you done? You’ve been sitting at Wan Jian Villa and enjoying yourself while I risked my life at the Yin Ghost Sect, almost dying there. When I returned, you didn’t even offer a word of comfort. But if we truly become the Alliance Hierarch, it’ll still be you, what do I get?”

”Feng Jiuling, it’s time to switch positions after all these years.”

As he spoke, Dugu Yue’s mouth curled with a bloodthirsty fervor: ”If you obey, I won’t make things difficult for you today. But if you stubbornly refuse, Feng Jiuling, believe me, I’ll kill you!”