The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 81: Icebox

Chapter 81: Icebox

Xu Feng straightened his neck from the greeting, casting his gaze from side to side, once again taking in the appearances of the assembled Xuan family elders.

The room was dominated by the stern presence of Lady Xuan, who sat with an air of haughty authority, her gaze sharp and unwavering. By her side, Old Lady Xuan sat regally, a living testament to the family’s legacy, her eyes sharp with wisdom.

On the other side of the room, Xuan Muyang leaned back in his chair, wearing an almost carefree expression, but his eyes held a flicker of mischief and disrespect as they occasionally roved over Xu Feng’s body. And next to him, Xuan Muchen exuded an air of aristocratic aloofness, a facade of indifference that thinly veiled his keen intelligence.

The air conditioning couldn’t be ignored.

Xu Feng’s attention returned to the man holding his hand, and he felt the warmth of Xuan Yang’s grip, a stark contrast to what should have been cold. Xuan Yang’s hand, despite the outward appearance of detachment, burned with an inner fire.

It was a warmth that Xu Feng had come to appreciate in such a short time, the small sign of an intimate connection or at the very least, mutual cooperation, that was slowly building between them.

Xuan Jian remained the silent iceberg, his expression revealing nothing. It was only the second day after the wedding, and Xu Feng understood that you couldn’t unravel every facet of a person in such a short span. But the presence of the Xuan elders and their penetrating gazes demanded that both Xuan Yang and Xuan Jian put up their guard.

The atmosphere in the room was thick with unspoken tension, making Xu Feng’s heart tighten with a sense of unease.

It was as if he had entered a battleground, where every word and action held great significance, and where the scrutiny of the Xuan family elders was more daunting than he had ever anticipated.

The day before, Xu Feng only felt his nerves, he didn’t feel the tension as deeply as today, he didn’t see the picture as clearly as he did today.

The entire room was cold, and it wasn’t just the temperature. The frigid air seemed to emanate from the elders and extended to the two men standing beside Xu Feng. The silence hung heavy in the room, and the tension was palpable as if it could be cut with a knife.

In that moment, Xu Feng made his decision; he wanted to get Xuan Yang and Xuan Jian out of that room as soon as possible. He didn’t want to be there either, but he couldn’t bear to see the occasional warmth and affection from Xuan Yang and Xuan Jian being affected by the elders’ cold and sterile judgment.

Maybe this facade was the real Xuan Yang and Xuan Jian, and the glimpses he’d gotten of their affection and warmth were the actual facade.

No matter what the truth was, seeing them subjected to such judgment was suffocating for Xu Feng. They couldn’t remain in that room any longer. He needed to act.

A quick thought flitted through Xu Feng’s mind, lighting up his eyes.

The biggest drama that had occurred the day before was his discovery that the servants from the main Xuan household had worked in tandem with Steward Wu and the older servants of the Nanshan estate to withhold food from him and his Blooming courtyard.

They were stealing from their young mistress, Xu Feng, who was also the sole owner of the Nanshan estate. It should be well within his right to oversee the estate’s packing.

This move might ruffle the feathers of the elders, but Xu Feng couldn’t care less about their feelings at this point. This could give him and Xuan Yang an opportunity to leave while they were all in shock.

Making up his mind, Xu Feng took in a deep breath, and his expression turned as icy as the room.

"Husband, let’s supervise the servants," he said coolly, setting his plan into motion.

The few servants who had been serving the Xuan family elders in the reception room were already on edge after hearing about the incident from the previous evening. Now, they were collectively stunned by the new insult hurled at them.

Fear and hostility were clearly visible in their expressions.

This single sentence had a domino effect, sending shockwaves through the room.

Lady Xuan’s slight twitch was barely noticeable, but the look in Xu Feng’s eyes as he scanned the Xuan elders left no doubt about his intentions. He regarded the wealthy and influential Xuan elders as if they were common thieves, as if they would stoop to stealing from a humble village ger.

Even Xuan Jian, in his customary icy demeanor, couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at Xu Feng’s audacious stance. The young mistress displayed an extraordinary level of bravery, accompanied by a razor sharp tongue.

Taking his cue from Xu Feng without missing a beat, Xuan Yang rose from the seat he had been preparing to occupy. He offered a nod of acknowledgment to his grandparents, and then to his parents.

Finally, he took Xu Feng’s hand once again, standing beside him in solidarity. Their united front presented a powerful image and firm support for Xu Feng.

As they exited the room, Xu Feng and Xuan Yang walked with hands tightly clasped, signifying their unity. Behind them, Xuan Jian trailed along swiftly, accompanied by the two guards who had been assigned to watch over Xuan Yang the previous day.

Once they had turned their backs to the Xuan elders, Xu Feng couldn’t help but roll his eyes discreetly.

He could still feel Xuan Muyang’s lingering gaze on his retreating figure. The open lecherous look on Xuan Yang’s father’s face was deeply unsettling, and it disgusted Xu Feng to the point that it almost overshadowed the oppressive atmosphere created by the judgmental Xuan family matriarchs.

Just as they were on the verge of exiting the asura field created by the Xuan family’s elders, Lady Xuan’s voice erupted, full of indignation and anger. Her words were like verbal daggers, a last-ditch effort to regain the upper hand in the situation.

"Did a mere abandoned ger just imply that our esteemed Xuan family needs to steal from him? This is our estate!" Her voice rang with the authority of a matriarch, and her words were meant to cut through the tension and pierce Xu Feng’s confidence.