Imperial College.

"Qin Zhao is too arrogant, he actually skipped Xu Jue and challenged Zi Ang directly."

"Yes, what does he mean? Do you look down on Xu Jue?!"

"He is too arrogant. I really think he can step on all our Imperial College students? Zi'ang, give him some color!"

"Yes, let him know how powerful our Imperial College students are! He dares to challenge Zi'ang, Zi'ang, you must make arguing that he is speechless!"

"He seems to be nineteen this year? He is so old, what's so proud of? Our son Ang is only fourteen, a real young genius."

Several students hang Wei Zi'ang in the middle, chattering and resentful on their faces!

Wei Ziang had a small face tense, not very happy.

He has big eyes, long eyelashes, delicate facial features, a bit innocent, a very gentle appearance, and very likable.

Now, he was tense, his lips were tightly pursed, his eyelids drooped, and the gentle aura dissipated, and he felt a little cold and alienated.

Xu Jue saw his unhappiness and gave Zhao Jingxuan a look.

Zhao Jingxuan reacted: "You are chattering, endlessly, and everyone is calling out. If you want Zi'ang to ask for face for our Imperial College, then go out and let Zi'ang think quietly."

As he said that, he drove the students out.

"Is it quiet now?" Zhao Jingxuan came to Xu Jue and said as if he was seeking credit.

It became quiet, and the three of them could discuss how to deal with Qin Zhao.

Xu Jue had a blank expression on his face: "You go out too."

Zhao Jingxuan: “…”

Zhao Jingxuan was stared at by Xu Jue and had to go out obediently.

Xu Jue walked to Wei Zi'ang and saw that he was still sulking, and couldn't help but feel funny.

"What? I'm afraid of losing to Qin Zhao?" Xu Jue said with a smile.

Wei Zi'ang glanced at him: "How is that possible?"

Qin Zhao is talented, but he is not bad either. He has never been compared, who knows?

"What else is unhappy about?" Xu Jue asked.

"Why did he skip you?" Wei Ziang said.

If Wei Zi'ang's emotions towards Qin Zhao were only from admiration to disappointment before, he would definitely not be called annoying. Now, he really hates Qin Zhao.

Why do you look down on Xu Jue?

Xu Jue is obviously very outstanding.

He knew that Qin Zhao was talented and arrogant, but this ignorant attitude was really annoying.

Xu Jue actually didn't care.

He didn't care about Qin Zhao, nor did he care about Qin Zhao's attitude towards him.

Just seeing Wei Zi'ang protecting his shortcomings, the smile on his face became deeper.

"It's better not to challenge me, so I won't waste my talk." Xu Jue patted his shoulder, "Just just be the representative, and severely slapped his spirit."

Xu Jue looked out the window: "Go home."

Wei Zi'ang's face looked a little better.

"Well, my mother is still waiting for us at home."

The two returned to the Marquis' Mansion.

Tang Li was waiting for them at the door, and looked at them and smiled.

"Mom." Wei Zi'ang shouted, telling Qin Zhao's challenge to him.

Tang Li has been paying attention to the Spring Examination recently. That kind of mood is the same as that of a child when he wants to take the college entrance examination in modern society.

Even though I know that my child is two geniuses, I still can't help but worry.

Worrying about this and that is even more nervous than two children.

Apart from the Spring Examination incident, nothing else could attract her attention.

Tang Li was so concerned that she naturally knew about Qin Zhao’s challenge to Wei Zi'ang.

"Zi'ang, what do you think about this?" Tang Li asked.

"Dispute is just a debate, just a debate." Wei Ziang said.

Tang Li breathed a sigh of relief with a good attitude.

"Our big treasure will definitely win back." Tang Li said, fearing that he would put pressure on him, so he hurriedly said, "But it doesn't matter if you win or lose."

Wei Zi'ang looked at her, his big eyes were bright.

"Mom." Wei Zi'ang shouted.

Tang Li looked at him.

The boy is already taller than her.

But no matter how tall it is, it is her baby.

"What's wrong?" Tang Li asked softly.

"Mom, don't worry." Wei Ziang said.

Tang Li smiled: "Okay."

Tang Li led the two teenagers back to the yard.

As soon as Xu Jue and Wei Zi'ang sat down, they smelled a scent.

The servant came out with a cup of soup.

"It smells so good." Wei Ziang said.

"The fish soup stewed by the lady himself." said the Lower Man.

The servants served two people a bowl.

The white fish soup is very fragrant and fresh, the fish meat is very tender and has the right taste.

Xu Jue and Wei Zi'ang drank several bowls in one breath.

I don’t know if it’s true or psychological, but the soup cooked by my mother is different from the ones in the kitchen.

Wei Zi'ang remembered that when he was a child, his mother caught fish and made soup for them to drink...

Wei Zi'ang felt so happy.

"It smells so good."

At this moment, one person stepped into the yard, and it was Wei Qing.

While walking, Wei Qing took off his official robe and gave the clothes to the servants, only in the casual clothes inside.

He came over and saw it: "Get a small meal?"

He looked at Tang Li again: "Do you still have any wife?"

The tiger stared at her eyes, looking very hungry.

"Sir, and I'll go and live here." The servant said hurriedly.

"No, I'll go by myself."

Wei Qing ran to the kitchen, and when he came out again, he took a large basin filled with soup.

Tang Li: "..."

Seeing Tang Li glaring at him, Wei Qing hurriedly said, "My wife, there is one. Moreover, this is not my own. Let's drink together."

As he said that, he came to Tang Li's side, took a sip, and wanted to feed Tang Li again.

Seeing this, Wei Zi'ang and Xu Jue looked at each other and left on the grounds that they wanted to read the book.

Wei Qing and Tang Li, you and I will take a bite.

Tang Li took a few sips and felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach. She frowned and stopped drinking.

Seeing that his wife didn't want to drink, Wei Qing held her, squatted aside, and finished drinking in a few big gulps.

After drinking, I touched my stomach, looking satisfied.

"Drink so much, I don't have to eat dinner anymore." Tang Li said angrily.

The soup cooked by my wife is much better than dinner.

When his wife rarely cooks, he will be fond of his two children.

Wei Qing rubbed against Tang Li, sat down against her, and let her lean against him.

The sun is setting and the sun is setting.
To be continued...