Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself-Chapter 42 - 52 As Long as It’s Close to Nan University

"Saving a flood rescue team member is so great, huh? You don’t actually think that because An Ran saved one flood rescue team member, the entire Guard Team across the country should be grateful to her, do you? Don’t forget, she already received a reward for her rescue efforts a long time ago."

"Xinyi, they’re from small places, they’ve never seen much of the world. Maybe they’re still hung up on the idea of trading a life-saving favor with marriage, hahaha..." Sun Beibei mocked from the side.

Not far away, Mu Xingfeng watched the four people, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Lin Junyang, next to him, noticed Mu Xingfeng hadn’t moved his chopsticks, followed his gaze, and his eyes showed a hint of interest, "Tuzi seems to be getting bullied."

"Really? I see her eating quite happily over there." Mu Xingfeng said coldly, picking up his chopsticks and starting to eat, but feeling quite annoyed inside.

His hearing was exceptional, and those people didn’t bother to lower their voices, he heard everything clearly.

Did he punish her? No, right?

Making her stand for half a day in the military posture was nothing more than the basic training content for the afternoon. Even the simple attention, standing at ease, reporting counts, shifting, and various lateral movements could make someone dizzy. That girl drank so much last night, her body must still be uncomfortable today. Instead of making her move around with them, it’s better to have her stand there.

Lin Junyang listened to Mu Xingfeng’s words and curled his lips. "No wonder the Boss doesn’t have any women around him," he thought. Suddenly recalling something he heard at noon, he leaned over and asked, "Boss, I heard you made the canteen whip up something special today?"

"Is there a problem?" Mu Xingfeng replied while eating.

Lin Junyang didn’t expect Mu Xingfeng to admit it so directly. He had doubted the gossip he heard from the brothers in the afternoon, so he came to the canteen at dinner to ask personally. He didn’t expect such a straightforward admission, acting as if it was only natural. "Of course there’s a problem. You’ve never asked the canteen to make something special!"

Lin Junyang waved his chopsticks and growled.

"I wanted to." Mu Xingfeng put down his chopsticks and elegantly drank soup from beside him.

"Well, since you wanted to. But I’m really curious whose stomach that bowl of porridge went into. Tuzi drank so much last night, she must not have an appetite today. Boss, did you develop a liking for Tuzi? Do you need your brother to give you a push?"

Lin Junyang had already found out that Mu Xingfeng asked the canteen to cook a bowl of porridge.

Since when does he like drinking porridge? He doesn’t even like it. Mu Xingfeng had never been picky about food. He seemed so easygoing; as long as it wasn’t poisoned, he’d eat anything. Why would he bother the canteen to make porridge?

No need to ask, that bowl must have been for Tuzi. If he insisted he had nothing to do with Tuzi, it seems the thousand-year-old iron tree is finally blooming.

"Are you very idle?" Mu Xingfeng raised an eyebrow, scrutinizing him up and down.

The look made Lin Junyang’s hair stand on end. Growing up in the same compound as Mu Xingfeng, he knew from that look that Mu Xingfeng was plotting something for him again.

And those plots could completely peel off his skin, so he quickly shook his head and laughed bitterly, "Not idle, not idle at all."

But if you don’t let your brother give you a push, with your current state, when will you ever catch Tuzi?

Lin Junyang silently offered a stick of incense in his heart. Okay, you said so, it’s not that your brother doesn’t want to help.

"By the way, Boss, do you need the welfare housing for this batch of cadre? The location is decent, in Nan’an City."