Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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"This...how is this possible?"

Du Weifang's eyes widened, and she screamed in disbelief.

Du Guolong, standing to the side, was even more astonished. He had used all his strength and gone all out to attack, but to his surprise, it was all in vain and he had not been able to affect the person in front of him at all.

In that instant, he felt utterly humiliated, but he had no time to think about it. He immediately swung his left fist and smashed it hard against He Yuzhu's cheek.

"Dad, stop! You can't hit him anymore!"

"At this moment, the most anxious person in the room was Du Weixiang. Because only she knew how powerful He Yuzhu really was. If they really angered him, he might beat up her father to vent his anger, and then they would have no choice but to obediently endure it."

"Sister, don't worry about it. Just let Father teach him a lesson."

Despite the unexpected situation that had just occurred, Du Weifang still firmly believed that her father could not possibly lose.

"Actually, I haven't had a chance to tell you before, but He Yuzhu is the one who captured me and my grandfather back then."

After meeting, Du Guanghe began to have doubts, thinking that he couldn't lose face, so he became vague in his speech.

He did not tell his daughter and son-in-law directly that the person who captured them was He Yuzhu.

Instead, they deliberately misled them, making them believe that it was someone else, and that He Yuzhu was merely that person's apprentice.

After all, admitting that he was defeated by a mere twenty-something-year-old would be a complete loss of face!

Therefore, Du Guanghe chose to gloss over the issue, but at the same time emphasized it, claiming that He Yuzhu was exceptionally strong and warning his son never to fight him lightly.

Seeing his son readily agree, Du Guanghe felt a little relieved and stopped thinking about it.

However, to his utter surprise, this rebellious son was so stubborn and refused to listen to advice.

The moment they met, they started fighting without saying a word. This infuriated Du Guanghe, who secretly regretted that he should have explained everything clearly from the beginning.

"What? This...how is this possible?"

Du Weifang's eyes widened, her face filled with astonishment, and she asked incredulously,

"You mean he has already reached the realm of Embracing the Elixir?"

Du Weixiang, standing to the side, nodded solemnly and answered affirmatively:

"Yes, it is."

Du Weifang was still half-believing and half-doubting. She subconsciously turned her head and happened to see He Yuzhu using her family's ancestral martial arts to suppress her father, who was powerless to fight back and could only struggle to hold on.

The father was struggling to cope and was completely outmatched, with no chance to fight back.

He Yuzhu, on the other hand, launched a fierce attack, unleashing a barrage of blows like a storm, occasionally managing to land a punch on his father.

Du Weifang, who was watching from the sidelines, stared wide-eyed, secretly marveling to herself:

"He Yuzhu is really something!"

Her gaze followed He Yuzhu's every move, her eyes shining with admiration, as if she were looking at an invincible hero.

However, just as Du Weifang was lost in thought, she suddenly remembered the evil things He Yuzhu had done to her sister and the evil deeds of imprisoning her grandfather. Her anger instantly flared up and burned fiercely.

At this moment, she wished she could rush up and tear He Yuzhu to pieces, only then could she vent her hatred.

In fact, He Yuzhu had not been involved in such a large-scale fight with anyone for a long time.

The reason we took action today is because Du Guolong disregarded the rules of the underworld and launched the first attack without saying a word.

But now that the fight has begun, there's no point in hesitating.

After all, He Yuzhu had already obtained the Du family's boxing manual before this, and had repeatedly dissected and practiced it with Du Weixiang. He had already mastered its secrets and used it with consummate skill.

Now, using it to deal with Du Guolong is a perfect solution.

As is well known, martial arts in the South have always been known for their fist techniques, and their style and characteristics are significantly different from those of the Northern schools.

Right now, the two are exchanging blows and kicks, fighting fiercely and evenly matched, but it is Du Guolong who is always at a disadvantage.

After a series of exchanges, Du Guolong had taken more than ten punches.

At this moment, he finally woke up from his dream and realized that his boxing skills, which he had practiced diligently for more than 30 years, were no match for the young man in front of him.

Once he regained his senses, he keenly seized a fleeting opening, and with a swift movement, he leaped backward like a nimble cat.

As it landed steadily, it let out a soft hum to express its dissatisfaction, but this also stopped it from taking any further action.

Seeing this, Du Weixiang, who had been on edge, finally relaxed a little.

She secretly rejoiced. If He Yuzhu had really beaten her father up, she would have been caught in the middle, unable to move forward or backward, and in a dilemma!

Fortunately, the worst-case scenario didn't happen, so she quickly put on a smile, trying to ease the slightly awkward and tense atmosphere.

He said, "Come, come, let me introduce you. This is my father, Du Guolong; and this is my younger sister, Du Weifang."

Upon hearing Du Weixiang's introduction, He Yuzhu bowed slightly and responded politely:

"I have met Mr. Du and Miss Du."

However, he had actually struggled with and pondered this title.

After all, Du Weixiang's relationship with him was complicated, and she wasn't even considered a concubine, so it was absolutely impossible for him to respectfully address Du Guolong as father-in-law.

Originally, he had intended to call Du Guolong "Uncle Du," but Du Guolong had attacked him without saying a word. So, let alone calling him "Uncle," he was already doing well enough to maintain a polite facade and address him as "Mr. Du."

Du Guolong, on the other side, was clearly not expected He Yuzhu to address him like that. He couldn't help but snort again, but for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

Although she wanted to avenge her daughter, she was no match for He Yuzhu because she was not skilled enough.

As the saying goes, without strength, there is no right to speak. At this moment, even if Du Guolong was extremely unwilling, he could only swallow his anger for the time being.

Du Weifang said with a face full of anger:

"How can you be so rude! After marrying my sister, you won't even call her father-in-law!"

However, the other party responded dismissively:

"Hmph, that's not right. I didn't marry your sister; she was just my spoils of war."

Upon hearing these words, Du Weifang trembled with rage and pointed at him, shouting, "You...you are utterly shameless!"

At this moment, Du Weixiang, who had been silent all along, spoke up to offer some advice:

"Alright, alright, stop arguing about these things. In fact, I don't even have the status of a concubine in the He family."

She had already seen through all of this. After all, she was just a woman who had been captured, so why should she care about those so-called titles?

After spending a long time with He Yuzhu, she knew that although this man sometimes made her do embarrassing things and say things that made her blush, overall, He Yuzhu was not a bad person and treated her quite well.

Unfortunately, his martial arts skills were not good enough to contend with him, so Du Guolong had no choice but to swallow his anger and accept the fact.

After everyone had taken their seats, Du Weixiang skillfully brewed a steaming cup of tea for He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu took a small sip and then asked:

"Didn't we agree that your whole family would come? Why is it just the two of you sisters now?"

Du Weixiang sighed softly and patiently explained:

"Alas, my grandmother's health has been poor recently, so my mother has stayed home to take good care of her. Also, our family business cannot do without my brother's management, so neither my brother nor my mother can come to keep our appointment this time."

Then, with a nervous and cautious expression, he asked:

"Will I be able to go back to my hometown in a couple of days?"

The tone was full of expectation and unease, as if afraid of receiving a negative answer.

Then, in order to dispel any doubts He Yuzhu might have, he immediately and urgently said:

"Don't worry, I will definitely come back then, and I won't delay anything."

He Yuzhu nodded slightly, a faint smile on his face, and slowly said:

"You two can go back. Anyway, I know your place very well. Just like the monk can run away, but the temple can never run away. Don't try anything funny."

Prior to this, he had already learned in detail about the Du family's situation in Indonesia, and knew that the Du family was a relatively large family that controlled a lot of power.

He knew in his heart that even if he went back, he would never abandon all the family's businesses and run away to escape anything.

Moreover, if anyone dared to run away, he was fully capable of catching them and bringing them back to their rightful places.

"Really? That's wonderful!"

Du Weixiang had been harboring doubts and feeling uneasy, but she never expected He Yuzhu to be so easy to talk to and to agree so readily to let her go back to visit her family.

He was thrilled, his eyes sparkling with joy. He Yuzhu chatted with them for a while, gave them some kind instructions, and then smiled and told them to go out and have some fun to relax.

He then leisurely made his way to the teahouse next door, found a quiet corner to sit down, picked up a cup of hot tea, and savored its aroma, his thoughts drifting away...

Boss Huang came over and chatted with him, then asked about He Yuzhu's family and how many wives and concubines he had married.

Mr. He slowly sipped his tea, a hint of smugness on his face, and said slowly:

"Haha, the matter of wives and concubines is nothing more than a trivial matter at home, no need to mention it."

Boss Huang, however, persisted, smiling as he pressed on: "Oh ho, Boss He, don't be shy, tell me, how many concubines have you taken? Maybe I can give you some advice."

Mr. He gently put down his teacup, a sly glint in his eyes, and said softly:

"Well, this is a long story, let's not talk about that now. Let's talk about business, do you have any new plans lately?"

Seeing that Mr. He was unwilling to say more, Mr. Huang didn't press the matter further and changed the subject:

"Hehe, business matters are indeed important, we need to plan them out carefully. By the way, Mr. He, you see, the market situation is quite unpredictable these days..."