After a flash marriage, the abstinent president dotes on his wife

The two masters looked at Mu Huaichen carefully, their brows slightly furrowed.

At first glance, they noticed Mu Huaichen's slightly pale face, which reminded them of what Jiang Shiyi had mentioned before - this man seemed a little fragile.

"This man is so weak, how can he protect his little apprentice?" The master chef thought to himself, and at the same time he couldn't help but have some doubts about Mu Huaichen.

When they saw Xing Nian's infatuated look, they felt helpless.

How could his little disciple, who was usually smart and clever, be so obsessed with Mu Huaichen? Was he really attracted by this man's appearance?

The two masters had to admit that from the appearance, Mu Huaichen was indeed a handsome man with perfect temperament.

But in this world, there are so many handsome men, and they don’t think this can be the standard to measure a person.

At this time, the two masters felt mixed emotions.

How could they feel happy when the flowers they had worked so hard to grow were picked by a seemingly weak man? Therefore, their attitude towards Mu Huaichen would naturally not be too good.

Seeing this, Xing Nian quickly explained, "Master chef, Second master, I had no choice but to hide my marriage from you. Now I brought him here because I want you to meet him."

Although the two masters understood Xing Nian's helplessness, their expressions did not improve.

Seeing this, Xing Nian became anxious and couldn't help but want to say a few good words for Mu Huaichen.

However, the second master stopped her sternly: "Go, go into the house!"

Xing Nian knew that the two masters would definitely make things difficult for Mu Huaichen, and she was very worried.

But seeing Mu Huaichen's comforting look at her, she could only obey for the time being and walked into the house, looking back every few steps.

Seeing this, Mu Huaichen stepped forward and patted Xing Nian's shoulder, comforting her: "Don't worry, it's okay. Go to the room and rest first, I'm here."

Although Xing Nian was worried, seeing Mu Huaichen's determined eyes, she had to trust him temporarily and turned around and walked into the house.

Now only Mu Huaichen and two masters are left in the yard.

They began to surround Mu Huaichen and observe him carefully. Except for his slightly pale face, Mu Huaichen looked really strong and robust, far from the word "fragile".

Mu Huaichen knew very well that if he couldn't satisfy the two masters today, he might not even be qualified to stay with Xing Nian.

Therefore, he took a deep breath and said sincerely: "Thank you for raising Nian Nian, Masters. I know that I didn't inform you in advance when Nian Nian and I got married. This is indeed my fault and made you angry. I came here with sincerity today just to seek your understanding. You can vent your anger however you want, I just hope that you two masters can agree that Nian Nian and I can be together."

Ling Fei, the second master, nodded slightly and motioned Mu Huaichen to sit opposite him.

Mu Huaichen sat down as he was told, and saw Ling Fei stretched out his hand, ready to take his pulse.

Ling Fei closed his eyes and carefully felt Mu Huaichen's pulse. His fingers gently slid across Mu Huaichen's wrist, as if he was searching for something.

Gradually, Ling Fei's brows relaxed, because he found that Mu Huaichen's pulse was steady and strong, neither floating nor sinking, indicating an excellent physical condition.

Seeing Mu Huaichen's originally pale face gradually turn rosy, Ling Fei couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

He re-examined Mu Huaichen and secretly admired him in his heart: "He is not weak at all, he is clearly a strong person."

However, the master chef at the side snorted in dissatisfaction: "You have been examining for a long time without saying anything. Don't let your medical skills kill someone."

Ling Fei smiled disapprovingly: "It is indeed incurable. If I treat a healthy person, it will not add icing on the cake, but will be counterproductive."

When the master heard this, he immediately retorted: "Don't be so picky. You are just not a good doctor, so you are talking nonsense here."

Ling Fei was not to be outdone: "If my medical skills are not good, then your poison skills are even worse. Otherwise, why can I cure the people you poison every time? In this case, you are much worse than me."

The two argued more and more fiercely, their words were full of gunpowder, and they directly hit each other's sore spots.

Before coming, Mu Huaichen heard Xing Nian say that her two masters would fight from time to time.

Just as he was about to speak out to persuade them, a clay pot suddenly flew towards him, breaking the tense atmosphere.

The moment the pottery jar broke, a small scorpion crawled out from it.

"Ah, you damn Ling Fei, how could you drop my baby on the ground!" Qian Zhao shouted angrily.

He quickly picked up the little scorpion on the ground, picked up the medicine jar where Ling Fei placed the herbs, and put the little scorpion in it.

Seeing this, Ling Fei's face darkened and he said unhappily, "Old Qian, that's the jar I was going to put the herbs in. Why did you put your poison there?"

Qian Zhao retorted nonchalantly: "My clay jar is broken, what's wrong with using your medicine jar?" After that, she hurried into the house holding the jar without waiting for Ling Fei to speak.

"This Old Qian!" Ling Fei looked at Qian Zhao's back and shook his head helplessly.

Then, he seemed to remember something, turned around and said to Mu Huaichen, "It just so happens that I have nowhere to vent my anger, so I'm using you as a test."

Mu Huaichen was shocked, but still followed Ling Fei to a relatively open place.

Ling Fei stood on the field, assuming a standard attacking posture. His figure was upright, his eyes were firm, like a towering mountain, making it impossible to ignore his presence.

Without waiting for Mu Huaichen to be fully prepared, Ling Fei took the lead in launching an attack.

Although Mu Huaichen had received various training since childhood, he still seemed a little tired when facing a martial arts master like Ling Fei. He could only defend passively and try to avoid Ling Fei's attacks.

After a few moves, Mu Huaichen was already a little overwhelmed.

He knew that Ling Fei was a veteran who had been at the border for many years and was naturally very skilled. Although Ling Fei was old, his skills were no less than those of a young man.

Ling Fei looked at Mu Huaichen's tired appearance and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly turned around, his leg strength exploded instantly, and he kicked Mu Huaichen in the chest three times at the same time with a swift kick.

Mu Huaichen only felt a huge force coming at him, and he was kicked back repeatedly. He covered his chest and gasped, with a painful expression on his face.

When Xing Nian saw the fight between Ling Fei and Mu Huaichen, she became extremely anxious and wanted to rush out to stop them, but was stopped by Jiang Shiyi who had just come down from upstairs.

"Master Er is in a good mood right now. If you interrupt him like this, it will only make him angrier. He will vent his anger on your wife."

"If I don't go over, what if he beats my husband to death? I won't have a husband anymore."

Xing Nian tried to break free from Jiang Shiyi's hand, but her body suddenly became weak and she fell into his arms dizzy.

"Master, what are you doing?" Jiang Shiyi asked in confusion.

Qian Zhao calmly lay in the rocking chair, watching the fight going on in the yard, and replied: "Take your apprentice sister back to the room, don't let her disturb the fight between your second master and her man."

At this time, Qian Zhao not only did not try to stop the fight, but instead gave Ling Fei advice and gave him pointers from time to time.

"Hey, if you had hit him on the left side, wouldn't you have hit him?"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't hit it there. If you break it, you'll have to go through a lot of trouble to get it healed."

"Hey, why are you kneeling down? Stand up quickly and continue beating me."

"Hey, use more force, attack your lower body, Lao Lin, are you hungry?"

Ling Fei was annoyed by Qian Zhao's noise and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He knocked Mu Huaichen to the ground with a roundhouse kick.

Then he walked over and sat down, picked up the tea on the table and drank it slowly.

Mu Huaichen was obviously seriously injured by the previous attack. He lay on the ground for a long time before he stood up with difficulty.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Ling Fei, with a hint of determination in his eyes.