Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Chapter 969: Chapter 880: Defending Our Homeland 10

Fang Meijuan had long noticed the tension between Kou Shuangshuang and her son. However, Du Haokun didn’t want to marry in the first place and held a grudge against Shuangshuang, which Fang Meijuan could understand. She appreciated her daughter-in-law’s generous and good-tempered nature, as Shuangshuang never minded, which made Fang Meijuan like her even more.

To save Shuangshuang from embarrassment, Fang Meijuan kept talking to her, expressing her fondness and support, essentially backing Shuangshuang up. Although her husband didn’t like Shuangshuang, Fang Meijuan did, which deterred the servants from taking advantage of her.

Fang Meijuan spent her days playing cards with other ladies, oblivious to the happenings in her household. Not to mention the servants, even Du Zongze’s concubines dared not provoke Shuangshuang, whom they called the smiling Yama.

After dinner, Shuangshuang and Liu Feifei both left. Shuangshuang returned to her room, as today’s events had nothing to do with her and she wanted to rest early, while Liu Feifei went to the new room arranged specially for waiting for Du Haokun, located next to his own room.

To prevent Du Haokun from escaping, Fang Meijuan personally accompanied him to his room and pushed him into Liu Feifei’s room, locking it from outside. Fang Meijuan was determined to have her son and Liu Feifei spend the night together, a strategy even Shuangshuang hadn’t anticipated.

Du Haokun was initially confused when pushed into the adjacent room by Fang Meijuan, as the room was empty. However, upon seeing the newly rearranged room and Liu Feifei on the bed looking at him shyly, he sensed something was amiss.

Before Du Haokun could react and push the door to leave, Fang Meijuan locked the door from outside, and his expression immediately turned dark.

At this point, if Du Haokun didn’t understand that today’s anomalies were for a reason, he’d be an idiot. After pushing the door a few times and confirming it was indeed locked, he frowned, turned around, and walked up to Liu Feifei, coldly asking, ”Whose idea was this?”

Liu Feifei, overwhelmed by her success in marrying the cousin she loved, was too overjoyed to notice Du Haokun’s oddness. She had grown used to his indifference since he was always like that.

Since coming to the Du Mansion and meeting Du Haokun, he had shown indifference to all women but was friendly to her as his cousin. They could even have conversations, so Liu Feifei always felt she held a unique place in Du Haokun’s heart, believing they were mutually in love.

Blushing, Liu Feifei stood up and walked in front of Du Haokun, ”Cousin, from today onwards, I’m your woman. We can finally be together openly.”

Saying this, Liu Feifei mustered her courage, raised her hands to unbutton Du Haokun’s shirt, and affectionately said, ”Cousin, I’m so happy. I’ve waited so long for this day, I...”

Before Liu Feifei finished her sentence, her hands were grabbed, and in an instant, she was flung viciously to the ground by Du Haokun. Her shoulder knocked against the bedpost painfully, making her curl up in pain.

Yet the physical pain paled compared to the hurt and shock in Liu Feifei’s heart. When she looked up and saw Du Haokun’s furious eyes glaring at her, she felt a gush of ice water pour over her burning heart! Liu Feifei burst into tears on the spot.

Meanwhile, no need to imagine what chaos Liu Feifei and Du Haokun might cause that night; Shuangshuang knew it would surely be dramatic. She felt great after reading some medical books, took a relaxing bath, and had a restful sleep, waking up refreshed the next morning.

Shuangshuang’s good mood peaked when she saw Du Haokun barge in, looking utterly disheveled.

Du Haokun’s appearance was so bedraggled that it delighted Shuangshuang. His clothes were disheveled, and his face had two long scratch marks from below his eyes to his jaw.

Judging by the marks, they were unmistakably made by a woman’s nails, and Du Haokun’s palm had a grim-looking bite mark that was bleeding and flesh-revealing.

Raising an eyebrow, Shuangshuang was surprised. She thought Liu Feifei, brought up traditionally, would only cry tearfully faced with Du Haokun’s coldness, not expecting her to be so combative.

Looking at Du Haokun’s wounds, the night’s battle was intense. She underestimated Liu Feifei; had she known, she’d have eavesdropped, feeling she missed out on good drama, which was a bit regretful.

Du Haokun, however, didn’t share Shuangshuang’s amusement; his eyes burned with anger as he seized Shuangshuang’s hand and gritted, ”Was this your doing?”

Du Haokun’s grip was strong and painful on Shuangshuang’s wrist. Shuangshuang was certain without her Inner Strength protection, her wrist would have been bruised.

Frowning slightly, Shuangshuang raised her hand, caught Du Haokun’s hand holding her wrist, squeezed it firmly, and said in a calm voice with a gentle expression, ”What’s the Young Marshal talking about? Without a head or tail, how do I know which question the Young Marshal is asking?”

Shuangshuang’s strength was much greater than Du Haokun’s; as she squeezed harder, pain shot through half of Du Haokun’s body, nearly causing him to cry out in shock. His face turned pale, and most of his body went limp.

While Du Haokun was shocked by Shuangshuang’s strength, he couldn’t continue questioning her and instead frantically tried to pry his wrist free from her grip.

Unperturbed, Shuangshuang pulled Du Haokun into the room, let go of his hand at the dressing mirror, and said with a gentle smile, ”Husband, how could you be so careless about your appearance? Your hair is a mess, your clothes are unkempt, what a sight.”

She took up a comb, helping Du Haokun with his hair and clothes. Every time he tried to stand, Shuangshuang would gently press his shoulder, causing him so much pain he nearly winced, leaving him no choice but to sit. Yet his inner fury was unabated.

Watching Shuangshuang busy over his head, Du Haokun gritted his teeth and asked, ”Kou Shuangshuang, don’t play dumb. Did you arrange for Liu Feifei to become my concubine?”

After fixing his hair, Shuangshuang smiled with satisfaction and admitted straightforwardly, ”Yes, it was me who did it. But Liu Feifei was already deeply in love with the Young Marshal. I simply fulfilled her sincere wish.”