CHAPTER 475: CHAPTER 475

Fu Youhan’s appearance surprised everyone present.

Jiang Moxi frowned, "Why are you here?"

Fu Youhan’s handsome face bore a smile: "Came to see a certain woman who’s nearly drained me dry, how else could she cuckold me?"

Jiang Moxi: "..."

The way he put it, it sounded like she had forced herself on him last night.

But that seemed to be the truth.

Indeed, last night Fu Youhan had refused to get serious; it was her who made the first move...

Thinking of this, Jiang Moxi’s beautiful face blushed a shade redder.

Ye Chen and Yu Dingding, on the other hand, acted as if they had just stumbled upon some incredible secret.

Ye Chen even couldn’t help but admire in his mind: As expected of my Brother Han, a man of few words but decisive actions, got things done in no time.

Luckily, at this moment, Feng Yu had gone to fetch fruit tea for Jiang Moxi; otherwise, with what he just said, there would undoubtedly be another wronged soul lingering in this orchard.

But some things shouldn’t be thought of.

Just as Ye Chen thought of Feng Yu, the next second Feng Yu’s grim voice rang out right behind him.

"How did you get in here?"

After speaking, Feng Yu slammed the fruit tea down on the table, and his fierce and malevolent eyes fixed onto Fu Youhan.

It was at this moment that the orchard manager, along with a few orchard workers limping over, approached.

"Sir, this guy is unreasonable, didn’t say a word before knocking us down, just barged in."

The workers were all seriously injured, with traces of mud on their clothing.

In contrast, Fu Youhan, still in his suit and leather shoes, looked dashing and undisturbed, showing no signs of having been in a fight.

"Sir..."

It seemed the workers and the orchard manager were all quite afraid of being punished by Feng Yu, about to follow the fate of those who had attacked Miss Xi earlier, sent directly to the crematorium.

One by one, they looked anxiously at Feng Yu.

"A bunch of garbage!" Feng Yu’s expression was even colder than imagined, his grim eyes were dark and brooding, as if brewing an epic storm.

Jiang Moxi noticed this and quickly spoke up: "This is between him and me, it has nothing to do with them."

Then Jiang Moxi looked at the workers: "Go and pick more peaches for me."

But the workers dared not leave, continuing to look at Feng Yu.

Feng Yu finally said darkly: "Miss Xi wants peaches, are you deaf? Get going and pick them!"

With Feng Yu’s word, the workers hurriedly hobbled off to pick peaches.

Although Fu Youhan didn’t say anything, his gaze noticeably deepened.

Seeing Feng Yu’s absolute indulgence towards Jiang Moxi again, he felt uncomfortable inside, and very uneasy.

Even having been intimately entangled with Jiang Moxi all of last night didn’t alleviate his restlessness at the moment.

After Jiang Moxi resolved the crisis with the workers, she asked Fu Youhan, "Are you tracking me?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen was worried that Fu Youhan might give him away, even more worried that Jiang Moxi in a fit of anger would have Feng Yu bury him alive in the orchard as fertilizer.

Although Ye Chen had the ability to defend himself, witnessing how absolutely obedient Feng Yu was to Jiang Moxi, if Jiang Moxi wanted him dead right now, Feng Yu would certainly not give him a chance to see another sunset.

Fu Youhan met Jiang Moxi’s gaze, his eyes softened a bit.

"I wasn’t tracking you. Just now when I was passing under the bridge, I met a fortune teller who did a reading for you. He said you might encounter a ’peach pit’ in this orchard."

He was blatantly spouting nonsense, and even Ye Chen couldn’t help but admire his ability to fool people.

Yu Dingding felt that men were all the same bad breed, never saying anything true.

Jiang Moxi didn’t have any particular thoughts; she had almost guessed that it was Ye Chen who had tipped him off, and Fu Youhan, being loyal to his friend, didn’t want to rat out Ye Chen and started spouting nonsense.

Facing Fu Youhan’s blatant lies, the one with the worst expression was Feng Yu.

A layer of ferocity seemed to envelop his face, and his murderous intent was particularly evident.

Yes, he felt that Fu Youhan’s talk of ’Peach Blossom Hex’ was targeted at him, Feng Yu!

"Third Master Fu, when you come to the Feng Family’s territory, you must follow our rules. Speaking such nonsense in front of Xixi, I really want to bury you in this orchard right now, and use you as fertilizer for these fruit trees."

Feng Yu’s voice was bone-chillingly cold, yet Fu Youhan’s voice still carried a trace of taunting: "Xixi probably wouldn’t bear to."

Fu Youhan even cast his gaze onto Jiang Moxi, with tenderness almost spilling out of his deep black pupils.

Jiang Moxi could naturally tell that a certain man was subtly flirting with her.

Her ears heating up, she purposefully looked away.

Feng Yu saw that under his intimidation, Fu Youhan was still making sunny advances towards Jiang Moxi, and his rage instantly flared to its peak.

He signaled to his bodyguard with a glance, and the latter immediately handed over a hunting shotgun.

And Feng Yu, without any politeness, directly aimed the barrel at Fu Youhan’s head.

In an instant, the atmosphere became extremely tense, and the air seemed to smell of gunpowder.

Yu Dingding, who always had been a well-behaved and honest girl, had never seen such a situation where one could be enjoying afternoon tea one moment and then have a gun pointed at someone’s head the next; she was considerably frightened.

Ye Chen knew she would be afraid and hurriedly enveloped her in his embrace.

Perhaps truly frightened, Yu Dingding didn’t push Ye Chen away.

This discovery delighted Ye Chen greatly; he silently rejoiced in his heart, completely unconcerned about the tension between Fu Youhan and Feng Yu.

Because he believed Brother Han could protect himself—it was just a matter of whether he wanted to make a move.

Just as Ye Chen had surmised, Fu Youhan indeed had the ability to protect himself.

Thus, with the shotgun aimed at his head by Feng Yu, he showed no reaction at all, just smiled faintly while looking at Jiang Moxi.

Even as Feng Yu was about to pull the trigger, Fu Youhan didn’t move a muscle.

Right, he wanted to see who was more important in Jiang Moxi’s heart, him or Feng Yu.

But on Jiang Moxi’s end, she continued to eat her peach as if she hadn’t noticed the impending bloodshed, as though Fu Youhan’s life mattered not at all to her.

This realization somewhat discouraged Fu Youhan, while Feng Yu seemed unwilling to miss this opportunity to eliminate his rival—his fingers were already pressing downward...

But in this critical moment, Jiang Moxi threw away the peach pit and softly called out, "Brother Yu."

Those simple two words caused Feng Yu to sharply look towards Jiang Moxi, the ferocity in his eyes quickly dissipating, replaced by relief and joy...

Even though he knew that Jiang Moxi called him ’brother’ just to save Fu Youhan’s "dog life."

But it didn’t matter to him, because it had been a very long time since he had heard these two words from Jiang Moxi’s mouth.

Did Jiang Moxi calling him brother once again mean that she was willing to forgive him?

Feng Yu immediately tossed the hunting shotgun to his subordinate, then instructed, "Go open a bottle of wine, set up a barbecue grill by the lake. Tonight, I want to have a good drink and meat feast with Xixi..."

At this moment, Feng Yu appeared as if he had granted a general amnesty, and it wasn’t difficult for others to see the special significance of Jiang Moxi shouting "Brother Yu" to him.

Yu Dingding silently gave thumbs up to Jiang Moxi in her heart, feeling that she was incredibly badass for dissolving the conflict with just two words.

Ye Chen, however, was still immersed in the joy of embracing Yu Dingding and temporarily paid no attention to anything else.

Only Fu Youhan’s handsome face suddenly seemed unable to smile, his dark eyes merely broodingly watching Jiang Moxi...