Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

Feng Chu hasn't shown up for some days.

He got an errand and has been busy recently.

I was just planning to take some time to visit Mu Zhou, but unexpectedly I heard a romantic scandal about the young marquis from a colleague.

It was heard that he had an affair with a beautiful widow, and the young marquis insisted on marrying her, which made the marquis very angry and he locked her up at home.

Feng Chu had a bad feeling, so he asked someone to investigate.

Sure enough, it was Mu Zhou.

He was horrified and came immediately under the cover of night.

"My sister-in-law is me. I'm sorry. I was afraid that coming during the day would bring criticism to my sister-in-law, so I chose this time."

"General Feng, what is this..."

Mu Zhou was a little surprised.

She thought that Chu Jinyao would not be able to help but show up tonight.

I didn’t expect that it was Feng Chu who came.

Just as she was about to excuse herself and ask Feng Chu to leave, she heard from 0001 that Chu Jinyao was watching them right next to them.

Her eyes lit up, but her face still looked timid.

Finally, she hesitated and let Feng Chu in.

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Feng Chu was concerned about the separation between men and women and just stood in the yard.

"Sister-in-law, I heard about the young marquis's affairs. I'm sorry that you have been wronged these days."

Feng Chu felt very guilty.

He had clearly made up his mind to take good care of his sister-in-law, but he still let his guard down and let her encounter such a thing.

He looked at the smiling woman in front of him and heard her say:

"Nothing, just some idle talk. They can talk if they want, I won't listen."

Mu Zhou has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and his face, which was originally small, has now been reduced to a pointed chin.

Feng Chu felt inexplicably distressed.

After staring at it for a few seconds, he remembered the idea that had already existed in his mind and couldn't help but feel tempted again.

He looked at Mu Zhou and suddenly said:

"Sister-in-law, if you don't mind, I want to take care of you for the rest of your life in place of Brother Yang."

Mu Zhou was startled, then smiled a little flusteredly:

"General Feng has taken good care of me."

After saying the most difficult sentence, Feng Chu no longer hesitated and said solemnly:

"Miss Mu, I'm not just impulsive, I'm serious."

Perhaps at the beginning, he just wanted to take care of the widow of his savior out of gratitude, but later, even he himself didn't know how this feeling changed.

For a beautiful widow without any shelter, every step she takes in the unfamiliar capital city, which is full of wealthy families, is full of traps.

Feng Chu found that he simply couldn't stand idly by.

And by marrying her, he can legitimately keep her by his side.

Mu Zhou realized that his address had changed and he couldn't get away with it, so he had to face his problem.

She bit her lower lip, looking very embarrassed, but finally spoke:

"I understand General Feng's good intentions, but Brother Lin Yang's favor is not enough to allow the general to get married in the future..."

Feng Chu realized that she was mistaken and thought that he wanted to repay his kindness, so he corrected her:

"It's not a favor, it's that I really want to marry you."

Mu Zhou looked up and met his sincere eyes, and couldn't help but take a step back:

"No, you are Brother Lin Yang's good brother, and I am your sister-in-law. Besides... our identities don't match. Don't say this again in the future."

Mu Zhou looked extremely flustered and made many excuses, and in the end he even wanted to push the person out the door.

Feng Chu also knew that he couldn't stimulate her too much at once, so he followed her strength and went out, and finally did not forget to remind her:

"Think carefully about what I said. The young marquis is not a good match. Brother Yang also said that he hopes you can marry into a good family in the future, so why can't it be me... If you have any questions, come to the Inspectorate to find me."

Mu Zhou didn't dare to listen anymore. He pushed the person out and quickly closed the door.

She hurried back into the house and leaned against the door in silence.

There was a hint of hesitation on her face.

Perhaps Feng Chu was right.

With a faint sigh, Mu Zhou sat down at the table in a daze, lit a candle, and muttered to himself:

"Is... really the only way out for me to do this is to marry General Feng?"

The next moment, a black shadow passed before her eyes, and the candle flame flickered for a moment.

Mu Zhou stood up quickly in horror, and when he was about to scream, he saw that the person coming was Chu Jinyao.

"Chu... General Chu?"

Her chest heaved as she spoke in a trembling voice of disbelief.

After parting on the way back to the capital, the two never met again.

Chu Jinyao's eyes were cold. He looked at her for a moment and then sat down in the seat she had just sat.

He was wearing a black robe, and in the flickering candlelight, one could see the dark patterns of floating clouds on the fabric. He wore a jade crown on his head, and his long black hair stood up high.

He looked even more noble than before.

Even in Mu Zhou's slightly shabby and cramped house, his demeanor is not diminished at all.

Mu Zhou's lips moved, and he walked to him:

"Why did the general come to this place?"

"sit."

Chu Jinyao took the initiative and even poured her a cup of tea.

Mu Zhou had no choice but to sit opposite him, farthest away.

Chu Jinyao glanced at her movements and said nothing more, but just pushed the teacup in front of her again.

"Thank you, General."

The tea was not that hot. Mu Zhou held the teacup and looked at him cautiously.

Originally, when Chu Jinyao first appeared, he was still very powerful with a cold and awe-inspiring look, but at this moment, he had suppressed his murderous aura.

Chu Jinyao raised his head and drank the tea.

He could sense Mu Zhou's fear of him.

That was something she didn't have when facing Feng Chu.

He did not allow the irritation in his chest to continue to spread. After suppressing it forcefully, he spoke in a calm tone:

"In trouble?"

Mu Zhou was stunned, but subconsciously shook his head: "Thank you for your concern, General. I am doing well."

Her polite yet distant attitude made Chu Jinyao's expression, which had just stabilized, freeze in an instant.

He clenched the teacup in his hand.

The deep coldness in his eyes at this moment was easily noticed by a slightly dull person like Mu Zhou, who couldn't help but look at him.

His eyes gradually moved down to the teacup he was holding, and Mu Zhou looked a little worried.

She only has three teacups in total, so don't break them.

The look on her face was all too easy to read.

Chu Jinyao loosened his grip on the teacup. Facing her like this, he couldn't feel any anger for a moment.

"I know about Qu Hongyu."

He spoke calmly, and Mu Zhou's attention was instantly diverted.

It turned out that the general came for this matter.

Mu Zhou seemed to understand it just now.

Then Chu Jinyao continued, "Do you want to marry Feng Chu?"

Mu Zhou did not notice the cautious temptation and sinister danger in his tone. He just tightened the teacup in his hand hesitantly, with a look of confusion on his face.

"I don't know either."

Now, the young marquis is pestering her, but his family will definitely not agree.

The Marquis' Mansion is very powerful. She is just an ordinary person and a widow whose husband has died. How can she fight against the Marquis' Mansion?

Perhaps, marrying Feng Chu is indeed a better solution. At least, she doesn't have to worry about being threatened.