167: Extra (2) Sheng Xufeng 03

"So you gave him a few tips?" Yan Zhuohua was listening to the gossip with great interest, shaking Yan Qinghe's arm to urge him to stop dawdling, "Quick, tell me, what tips did you give him?"

Yan Qinghe helplessly grabbed his mischievous hands, "I told him to try some 'hero saving the beauty,' or being alone in a room together during a dangerous situation—best to add some physical intimacy. That's the way to make Sheng Xufeng's heart flutter."

Why did this sound so familiar? Yan Zhuohua recalled what Sheng Xufeng had just bragged to him about and suddenly realized.

"Good heavens, so you were the one plotting behind the scenes!" Yan Zhuohua praised him through gritted teeth, "You really are a master!"

"Of course! Otherwise, how do you think I trained and handled you..."

"..."

"..."

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Yan Qinghe didn't dare look up, trembling in fear.

"Go on, why did you stop? How did you train and handle me?"

How would I dare speak! Sob sob sob~

Yan Zhuohua's patience ran out. Looking at the bustling crowd around them, he decided to save some face for Yan Qinghe. So, he reached out and gave Yan Qinghe's thigh a pinch.

"Hiss—" Yan Qinghe took a sharp breath of cold air.

"Talk." To Yan Qinghe's ears, this voice was as terrifying as the order for an execution on an ancient execution ground.

"...I was saying I trained and handled you into... into..." Yan Qinghe's brain worked at high speed, then his eyes suddenly lit up, "Into a head of the household who has the final say, who lives a life of luxury and has everything handed to them!"

"Heh." Do you think I'll believe that?

"I'm serious!" Yan Qinghe seemed to come back to life instantly. He eagerly grabbed Yan Zhuohua's hand, his eyes full of sincerity, "My lifelong wish is for you to live a life without worries, where everything goes your way!"

After speaking, Yan Qinghe blinked his affectionate and sincere eyes twice more.

Yan Zhuohua was momentarily dazed by his beauty, "For real?"

"I swear by those photos I hid!" This was my most desired wish to begin with, so of course it's true! Substituting one thing for another, switching concepts! Perfect!

Swearing by his precious photos—that was indeed believable. Yan Zhuohua met Yan Qinghe's sincere eyes again, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded suspiciously.

"I'll believe you this once."

Yan Qinghe instantly breathed a long sigh of relief. I'm alive! Woohoo, I'm so clever!

"But!"

Yan Qinghe held his breath again, "But... what?"

"This time it's fine, but I'm warning you, stop thinking about messy things. If I really find out, you won't just be sleeping in the guest room, you'll be sleeping in the study!"

Yan Qinghe nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes." Next time I'll definitely watch my mouth and not speak the truth! "Come, have a bite of cake. I specifically ordered the blueberry flavor for you."

Yan Zhuohua glared at him again before eating the cake Yan Qinghe fed him. It tasted good! Yan Zhuohua narrowed his eyes and licked his lips, but he still felt like he was forgetting something.

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Two months later, it was the wedding of Sheng Xufeng and Lin Fang.

As a married man, Yan Zhuohua naturally couldn't serve as a best man. So, he had been helping out by Zhang Shibì and Sheng Qiao's side. Only when the wedding officially began did he return to the Yan Family's seats.

As the melodious music played, today's two grooms walked toward the stage with their fingers intertwined.

"Time really flies. A few years ago it was your and Qinghe's wedding, and now Xu Feng is starting a family too. Truly, time passes like a river." Jiang Fuyue looked at the new couple on stage completing the final part of the ceremony, but images from years ago appeared before her eyes, "I remember when Zhuohua, Zhuoyan, and Xu Feng were in their teens, they were causing trouble every day. Now, in the blink of an eye, they've all grown up."

"Mom, why are you bringing up my dark history again!" Yan Zhuohua was displeased, "How old am I now!"

Beside him, Yan Zhuoyan also chimed in, "Exactly, I need to save face too."

"Fine, Mom won't mention it." Jiang Fuyue gave them a teasing look, then her gaze rested on Yan Zhuoyan, "Back then, among you three troublemakers, you were the most mature and the oldest. How come the two younger ones are married now, and you're still single?"

Yan Zhuoyan was about to lose it on the spot, "Mom!"

"Okay, okay, I'll stop."

Yan Zhuoyan quieted down again, but he didn't forget to glare fiercely at Yan Zhuohua, who was laughing at him.

"Laugh all you want! You were the mastermind back then!"

"I was the mastermind, but you participated too—" Yan Zhuohua suddenly paused.

Back then, to help Sheng Xufeng see through 'white lotuses,' he had analyzed all sorts of novel plots for him and even led him to dominate the social circle, practicing many times.

So, how could Sheng Xufeng not see through those old-fashioned ideas Yan Qinghe gave Lin Fang?

Beside him, the dissatisfied Yan Zhuoyan was still muttering about his disobedient younger brother, but Yan Zhuohua was immersed in his own world.

Yes, no matter how much Sheng Xufeng seemed inferior to them, he was still far beyond ordinary people, especially after they had studied and practiced many times, particularly in the aspect of controlling people's hearts.

How could Lin Fang, a straightforward soldier, compare to Sheng Xufeng, who grew up among cunning people?

Yan Zhuohua looked up at Second Young Master Sheng, who was toasting guests with poise not far away, and finally felt that some things had become clear.

Between Lin Fang and Sheng Xufeng, who was the first to fall in love, and who was the first to make a move?

The best hunters often appear in the form of prey.

Sheng Xufeng had already reached their table to toast. Yan Zhuohua leaned toward his ear as if casually, his voice so faint it seemed it could be scattered by the wind at any moment.

"You're the real master of romance, aren't you?"

Sheng Xufeng smiled brightly and downed the wine in his glass in one go.

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