Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

Wu Dunru's face was ashen, and his eyes were practically spitting fire.

The humiliation of being thrown out in public by Yang Guo this morning is still vivid in my mind.

Seeing his beloved girl so intimately with his enemy, he felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and he wished he could rush up and tear that guy to pieces.

"Calm down!" Wu Dunru spat out the two words through gritted teeth. "We are no match for him!"

Wu Xiuwen gritted his teeth: "Are we just going to stand by and watch?"

"Of course not." Wu Dunru took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. "Come on, let's go over there. Doesn't Fu Mei like fun things? We brought so many novel gadgets, I don't believe we can't pique her interest."

The two brothers exchanged a glance, suppressed their jealousy, forced stiff smiles, and stepped onto the winding covered bridge.

The footsteps startled the two people in the pavilion.

Guo Fu looked up and saw Da Wu and Xiao Wu approaching. Her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, but then she smiled and said:

"Brother Da Wu, Brother Xiao Wu, what brings you here?"

Her voice was still sweet, but the intimacy was nowhere near as natural as when she was with Yang Guo.

Wu Dunru presented the wooden box to Guo Fu, trying his best to make his voice sound gentle:

"Fu-mei, look, we found some interesting things at the market today. This one is a music box from the Western Regions; you can wind it up and it plays music. This one is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Guo suddenly chuckled, "A music box? That's interesting. Sister Fu, would you like to hear it?"

Guo Fu immediately turned to look at Yang Guo, her eyes full of anticipation: "Yes!"

Upon hearing Guo Fu's words, Yang Guo turned around and glared at Wu Dunru.

Under Yang Guo's tyrannical power.

Wu Dunru's face stiffened, but he had no choice but to hand the music box to Yang Guo.

Yang Guo took it, fiddled with it casually for a few moments, and then heard a clear and melodious tune coming from the box—a Jiangnan folk song.

"Wow, that sounds wonderful!" Guo Fu clapped her hands and laughed. "Brother Yang, how come you can do everything?"

Yang Guo placed the music box on the stone table and said casually, "The principle behind this thing is simple. It's just that a spring drives a protrusion on the sound tube to pluck a reed and produce sound. If I had nothing better to do, I could make one myself."

Wu Xiuwen, unconvinced, pulled out another wooden box: "I have something even more amazing here! This is a kaleidoscope from Persia. Looking through this end, you can see ever-changing patterns!"

Guo Fu took the kaleidoscope, curiously peered at it for a moment, but quickly put it down, saying with little interest, "It's quite beautiful, but my eyes get a little dizzy after looking at it for a while."

As she spoke, she turned to Yang Guo and asked, "Brother Yang, you haven't finished your joke yet. What happened to that scholar afterward?"

Yang Guo smiled and put his arm around her shoulder: "Later, when the scholar and a friend were traveling, they were stopped by some bandits who tried to rob them."

An ordinary person would definitely be scared.

As the saying goes, Zhao Zilong was all courage, and his friends were all like Zhao Zilong.

In the end, the scholar's friend took several blows for him before they were able to drive away the bandits.

The scholar then hurriedly took his friend to the nearest clinic for treatment.

The doctor treated her for a while and then came out.

The scholar asked the doctor, "Doctor, how is my friend?"

The doctor said, "Luckily you arrived quickly. The patient had lost too much blood; if you had come any later, he probably would have died on the way."

The scholar breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and then asked, "So how is it now?"

The doctor said, "He's dead inside now..."

Guo Fu was taken aback at first, then realized what she meant and burst into laughter, doubled over with mirth: "Hahaha... Brother Yang, you... how can you be so wicked!"

She laughed so hard she almost collapsed into Yang Guo's arms.

Da Wu and Xiao Wu stood to the side, their faces turning from pale to red, and then from red to white.

Their carefully prepared schemes seemed utterly pale and powerless in the face of Yang Guo's few jokes.

Wu Dunru gritted his teeth and forced a smile, saying, "If Sister Fu likes it, we can go find some more interesting things tomorrow..."

"No need." Guo Fu finally stopped laughing, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Brother Da Wu, Brother Xiao Wu, I appreciate your kindness. Brother Yang is here with me, you should go back soon too."

This was already a polite way of asking them to leave.

Wu Xiuwen spoke reluctantly, "Fu-mei, we..."

"Let's go." Wu Dunru grabbed his younger brother's wrist, took a deep breath, and forced a smile at Guo Fu. "Well... goodbye, Sister Fu."

As he spoke, he turned to leave with his things.

"Wait a minute," Yang Guo suddenly said.

Da Wu and Xiao Wu paused, turned around to look at him, their eyes filled with wariness.

Yang Guo picked up the music box and kaleidoscope from the stone table and said with a smile, "These two things are quite interesting. Since Sister Fu likes them, why don't we... borrow them for a few days?"

Wu Dunru's expression changed: "This...this is for Sister Fu!"

"I know," Yang Guo said innocently. "So if Sister Fu likes it, she'll naturally accept it. Sister Fu, do you like it?"

Guo Fu nodded without hesitation: "I like it! If Brother Yang says it's interesting, then it must be interesting!"

Yang Guo handed the item to Guo Fu and smiled at Da Wu and Xiao Wu, saying, "Look, Sister Fu likes it. Then we'll accept it. Don't worry, we'll take good care of it."

He spoke the word "safekeeping" in a meaningful way.

Wu Dunru was trembling with anger, but dared not retaliate. He could only squeeze out two words through gritted teeth: "...Whatever."

The two brothers turned and left, their steps hurried, their backs looking particularly disheveled.

Inside the pavilion, Guo Fu played with the music box, listening to its clear and melodious sounds, her eyes crinkling with laughter: "Brother Yang, look at Brother Da Wu and the others, their faces have turned green."

Yang Guo sat down again, pulled her into his arms, and chuckled, "It's their own fault for overestimating themselves and always trying to take advantage of Fu-mei."

Guo Fu leaned against him and whispered, "Brother Yang, do you...do you think I'm being too willful? The way I treated them just now..."

"How could that be?" Yang Guo lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead. "My Fu-mei, do whatever you want. If anyone dares to say a word against it, I'll teach them a lesson for you."

Guo Fu felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but then suddenly remembered something and looked up at him: "Brother Yang, you... would you be this good to Miss Wanyan and Miss Yelü as well?"

Yang Guo nodded frankly: "Yes. They are my women too, and I will naturally treat them well."

Guo Fu's eyes dimmed, she bit her lip, but said nothing more.

Yang Guo noticed her emotions and said softly, "Fu-mei, I've said it before, you'll always be special in my heart. But that doesn't stop me from being good to others. Just like... just like how your parents love you, and they also love Da-xiao-wu, but can their love for you be the same as their love for Da-xiao-wu?"

Guo Fu thought about it and seemed to understand a little, but she still didn't quite understand.

She simply leaned her head back on Yang Guo's shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "I don't care. Anyway... anyway, Brother Yang can't abandon me."

"Of course not." Yang Guo stroked her long hair, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes.