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Yan Yan covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my, you can't judge a book by its cover! I never thought that Manager Fan could be so good at two-timing. He broke up with Captain Zhou and immediately started dating someone else... Good heavens, could it be that Captain Zhou found out that she had another man on the side and that's why he dumped her? Look what a wonderful secret she's uncovered!"

—The people of the dynasty never had any limitations on their ability to make up gossip and stories.

The scholar was clearly very dissatisfied with the term "old flame". How could such a sacred relationship between him and Miss Fan be described with such vulgar and low-class words as "new favorite" and "old flame"?

He stood tall and straight, and said in a clear voice, "Miss Fan has just agreed to marry me, and the wedding ceremony will be held soon."

Cough cough cough cough...

Upon hearing this, the onlookers who had been pretending to be passersby and secretly observing the situation began to stumble and fall one after another. The one who choked on the saliva and coughed uncontrollably was, of course, Fan Qingbo, who had been unexpectedly "agree to marry" without warning.

Seeing that her eyes were red from coughing, the scholar quickly stepped forward to pat her back, only to be met with glares and pushed away, yet he persisted...

Yan Yan, standing to the side, never expected that her casual question would uncover such a juicy piece of gossip. Her cherry lips parted in disbelief, her expression turning comical, all traces of her former allure vanished. After a long pause, she finally reacted—"You two are engaged? When? Before or after breaking up with Commander Zhou?"

Her question was like opening the floodgates of a dam, unleashing a torrent of public opinion.

The onlookers, abandoning their pretense, swarmed around, bombarding her with questions: "Manager Fan, are you truly marrying him, or are you just using him to spite the tyrant?" "How far have things progressed between you and the tyrant? Did he start something and then abandon you?" "How far have things progressed between you and this man? Are you getting married because you're pregnant?"

Of course, some of the questions were directed at the scholar.

"Who are you? Aren't you afraid of that tyrant? You dare to marry his woman? Aren't you afraid that frivolous women will cheat on you? Are you sure the child in her belly is yours? Aren't you afraid of raising another man's son for nothing?"

The scene was chaotic. The crowd of people, their eyes gleaming with greed, approached step by step, acting like madmen.

Fan Qingbo was immediately shielded in the scholar's arms, so when she felt his muscles stiffen and tense beyond belief, she began to silently mourn for the onlookers. She didn't even need to look to know this guy had turned evil; she could smell that yang energy that had always attracted her. Hmm, putting it that way makes it sound like she's a monster that sucks people's life essence…

"Please be quiet, everyone."

His gentle voice and calm tone could penetrate even the noisiest environment and reach everyone's ears with unwavering clarity.

"Who I am and what I fear are things I need to explain to Miss Fan. Similarly, Miss Fan has no need to explain herself to you all. A gentleman may joke, but he will not speak ill of others. I advise you all to cultivate your character and not to damage your virtue, lest you make yourselves repulsive."

The tone of voice was completely flat, yet it carried a suffocating pressure.

Despite appearing completely powerless, he gives off an aura of someone who could unleash a massacre at any moment.

Before they knew it, the crowd had quieted down. They watched as the man, who had been frighteningly cold just a moment ago, suddenly softened, nodding and smiling politely at them, saying, "Excuse me, thank you."

Then, even though they hadn't moved, they were suddenly thrown away by a force that seemed to come out of nowhere. They could only watch helplessly as he took the hand of the flirtatious woman and walked away leisurely step by step. The flirtatious woman followed behind him, appearing obedient and gentle, but after only a few steps, she turned back and provocatively raised her middle finger at them.

When they came to their senses and realized they had been so easily frightened by a few casual words from a frail scholar, they were utterly humiliated. Someone remarked, "That man must be using witchcraft," and the crowd erupted in agreement, "Yes, yes, just now his gaze made my head ache!" "Yeah, I was conscious, but my limbs were completely immobile..."

By attributing everything to witchcraft, the crowd regained some of their radiance. Then they spread the news, eager to share their discovery.

While everyone was tirelessly promoting the newly released gossip, the two main characters, Shu and Fan, were also busy.

Inside a private room on the second floor of Shili Xiang Restaurant. After the waiter finished setting out the food and drinks, he glanced at the two men with contrasting expressions and a tense atmosphere, swallowed hard, and cautiously asked, "Um, young master, is there anything else you need from Manager Fan?"

"No need, thank you."

The waiter, relieved, replied with a quick "Yes," and hurried out the door, closing it behind him. Suddenly, a loud slam on the table echoed from inside. The waiter patted his chest, relieved he'd run fast enough. Composing himself, he went downstairs to continue serving customers.

"Please come in, sir! This—oh, it's Captain Zhou! Captain Zhou, please come in, please come in. Captain Zhou, are you alone?"

Zhou Zice said expressionlessly, "Two."

The waiter was taken aback for a moment, then looked behind him and saw a beautifully dressed, elegant young lady. He quickly smiled apologetically, "Haha, it was my fault for not seeing clearly! Please come in, there are private rooms upstairs!"

He led the two upstairs, his eyes casually glancing over them. He noticed the tension between these two was no less than that between the other two. He couldn't help but think to himself, "These guys' relationships are really messy. Before, it was this guy bringing that girl; now that girl's brought another man, and this guy's brought another woman."

Oh dear! The private room they used to love has already been taken by the woman!

Seeing that Zhou Zice had indeed stopped in front of that private room, the waiter had no choice but to force a dry laugh and say, "Captain Zhou, I've led you the wrong way. This private room is already taken..."

"Did I say I absolutely needed this private room?" Zhou Zice's expression was subdued, and his tone was cold and somber.

"Yes, yes, you didn't say that. It was my fault. I was just guessing. I'll take you to another room right away!"

The waiter secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he didn't ask who was inside... Sigh, if he were a little more wicked, he would have just told him that Manager Fan was inside with a man, and there would have been a good show to watch. But he was just too pure, kind, lively, and cute to do such a thing.

Wiping the cold sweat from his brow, the waiter led the two men two steps when they heard a wail coming from the private room.

"You idiot, what on earth is going on in your head?!"

Oh no, oh no! Manager Fan, do you have to be so ostentatious about meeting your new lover at your old flame's usual spot?

Hoping against hope that the little tyrant wouldn't recognize Manager Fan's voice, he stole a glance at him. He saw him standing there, fists clenched, expression unreadable, not responding even when the elegant young lady called him several times.

Oh no, this looks like a scene of catching someone in the act of adultery, with the first wife coming to catch the second wife cheating on her husband!

Author's Note: What kind of fake bombshell is this? (I'm using clickbait, I respect myself -________,-)

Ahem, does anyone know where the scholar came to the conclusion that "Miss Fan has just agreed to marry me"?

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20. New Love, Old Love (Part 1)...

Now, let's turn to another story. After the waiter left, Fan Qingbo, seeing that there was no one else in the room, glared at him, slammed his hand on the table, and shouted angrily, "Speak! Why did you spread rumors about our marriage?"

The scholar shrugged, then remembered that he hadn't done anything wrong. He straightened his back and said solemnly, "I did not spread any rumors."

Fan Qingbo told herself to stay calm. This man's brain worked in a way that was very different from that of ordinary people. She should understand and accommodate him... Finally, she suppressed the anger in her heart and said, "Okay, then let's put it another way. When will I agree to marry you?"