Chapter 22 You're Too Cunning

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The two returned from the back garden to the hall. Seeing Tang Yucheng's reassuring gaze, the Tang couple instantly let out a breath of relief.

Afterward, Mrs. Tang Mo Caijing held An Xiaotu’s hand and chatted with her, her attitude gentle and amiable, without the slightest arrogance of a wealthy noblewoman.

Tang Yucheng and Tang Moqing sat on another sofa. He raised his hand to look at the bowl, lowered his voice and said coldly to Tang Moqing, "Call him back."

"I told my nephew beforehand that he absolutely had to come back to Tang's house for dinner on Sunday, and I even said that Grandpa would be coming back too; but this morning, I went straight to Bi Shui Yuan, planning to drag him back even if I had to tie him up. The housekeeper told me that he hasn't been back since Friday." Tang Moqing spread his hands helplessly in the night.

He must have known Second Brother was coming back, so he hid long ago.

Tang Yucheng's eyes flashed a complex emotion, then he pursed his lips and remained silent. He listened quietly as his mother and An Xiaotu chatted, the rigid lines of his face gradually softening.

It's clear that the mother really likes An Xiaotu and even doesn't hesitate to expose his embarrassing childhood stories to amuse her.

At the dinner table

Mo Caijing kept putting food on An Xiaotu's plate, saying, "Xiaotu, you're too thin. Eat more."

"Mom, your light bulb is too bright. It's stealing Second Brother's chance to serve food to his sister-in-law." Tang Moqing chuckled with a playful glint in his deep eyes.

"Oh, right, right. Second Young Master, don't just focus on eating yourself, pass some dishes to your wife." Mo Caijing immediately reacted, creating an opportunity for the two.

"Hmph!" Old Master Tang snorted coldly, "The dishes are all on the table, won't she pick them up herself"

The lively atmosphere suddenly froze. An Xiaotu was taken aback and glanced at Grandpa Tang, who had a sullen face. She thought to herself that he was the supreme ruler in the Tang family, and being neglected now must have made him feel uncomfortable.

Then she put on a bright, ingratiating smile and innocently helped him serve dishes, "Grandpa, I'll tell you, eating more onions is good for preventing high blood pressure, and it can even lower blood pressure if you already have it."

'Pff'--

Tang Moqing chuckled at night upon hearing this, "Grandpa, look how filial your two granddaughters-in-law are, you should be content hahaha…"

Grandpa Tang swept his sharp eyes over his son and daughter-in-law. The two didn't dare laugh arrogantly like Tang Moqing did at night, but the twitching corners of their lips betrayed that they were trying very hard to hold back laughter.

Seeing that even his usually stoic grandson now had a slight smirk, his expression grew even darker.

An Xiaotu's eyes, like stars, looked at Tang Yucheng. She lowered her voice and asked in his ear, "Is something wrong"

She's speaking the truth, eating more onions is good, especially for grandpa who gets angry so easily. He needs to eat more health-nourishing foods.

"It's alright, eat." Tang Yucheng's cold eyes held a hint of a smile as he shelled the shrimp she loved and placed it in her bowl.

She was the first one to ever make her grandfather look so embarrassed.

After the meal

Old Mr. Tang, whether intentionally or unintentionally, would sometimes order her to make tea and other times pretend something was lost somewhere, commanding her to fetch it.

When she brought the things over, the old man grumbled again, "You don't even stand properly. Your physical fitness is so poor. Second Master, when she gets back from winter vacation, send her to the military camp for training and toughen her up. Train her to sit, stand, and walk in a militarized way."

Military camp training An Xiaotu felt a chill run down her spine and suddenly straightened up.

As expected, entering a marquis's household is like plunging into the depths of the sea, with no clear path ahead.

"Hmm." Tang Yucheng lowered his eyes, avoiding An Xiaotu's pleading gaze, and added, "I'll take her for a walk around the estate."

After he was done speaking, he took An Xiaotu away from the hall.

"Hey, why did you agree to let Grandpa send me to the military camp for training" An Xiaotu said resentfully after walking a short distance away from the mansion.

In the dead of winter, this is the old man's way of trying to kill her rhythm.

"What did you call me" His cold eyes glowed green.

An Xiao Rabbit immediately covered her mouth and corrected, "Yu Cheng, Yu Cheng."

Tang Yucheng was satisfied with her meekness for now, "What are you worried about Grandpa said winter vacation, but didn't specify which one."

"You're so scheming." An Xiaotu exclaimed with wide eyes, poking his arm and smiling.

As long as his scheming wasn't directed at her, she thought he could be as cunning as he wanted.

"Want to go horseback riding" he asked suddenly.

"Do you still keep horses"

There were about ten of them.

"But I can't ride a horse," she frowned, her little face full of worry. She had the will but not the strength.

"I teach."

He said, and couldn't help but pull her towards the stable.

Next to the stable stood a small, elegant villa. It was where the grooms and veterinarians who took care of the horses lived, and where riding equipment was also stored.

"Young Master Two, Young Mistress Two!" In the small villa, a middle-aged female maid was somewhat surprised. She came to her senses and hurriedly stepped aside to invite the two in.

"I'll go make some tea for you."

"No need. Get two sets of riding attire." Tang Yucheng ordered, his voice flat.

Also discussed An Xiaotuo's height and build, so she could get clothes that fit properly.

"Alright, young master, please wait a moment."

Fu-shen should complete it, quickly go to get the riding gear.

"You wouldn't happen to have riding outfits in every size, would you" An Xiaotui asked in surprise.

"Sometimes, my youngest brother will invite clients from Kr·C International to go horseback riding." he explained nonchalantly.

And many customers don't know how to ride horses. Tang Moqing served as an instructor at night, and after going back and forth a few times, Case took it down.

Soon, Aunt Fu brought two brand new riding outfits that were the perfect size.

An Xiaotu was wearing a riding outfit for the first time. She messed around for a long time, but she couldn't put on the riding suit properly.

After Tang Yucheng changed, he waited for a while, “Little Rabbit, are you done changing”

"Almost, almost." An Xiaotui hurriedly replied.

Another five minutes passed.

The door to the changing room suddenly opened, and An Xiaotu jumped in fright, "How...how did you get in"

Dressed in riding attire, he was exceptionally tall and handsome, like a noble knight who came to the princess's aid. He was charming and elegant, radiating brilliance and commanding aura that captivated everyone's attention.

An Xiaotu stared blankly at him, who seemed like a god, her little heart beating wildly in her chest.

"The door wasn't locked."

He crouched down and, with practiced ease, fitted her with chaps, then boots, followed by gloves and helmet...

"Alright."

A low and pleasant voice brought An Xiaotu back to her senses. Thinking that this high-and-mighty man was so humble as to serve her, her small face flushed inexplicably red.

After changing their clothes, the two went to the stable. Tang Yucheng led out a chestnut-colored horse with a shiny coat.

"How beautiful." Little White Rabbit couldn't help but admire.

This horse's physique is full and graceful. Its reddish-brown coat is particularly eye-catching. It has a slender head, neck, and limbs, giving it a delicate and elegant figure. Further enhancing its beauty is the curved and proud neck, outlining its perfect body curves.

And then asked, "By the way, what breed is this horse"ace, but he didn't feel a thing.The redness in his eyes deepened, and at this moment, Simu Tian resembled a ruthless executioner who showed no mercy.And his goal is to be the next head of the Imperial...