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The next day, Lin Yuan woke up early, used the dough for mooncakes to fry a few flatbreads for breakfast, and also boiled water in a large pot to make five bowls of tofu pudding, which settled breakfast. After breakfast, since Lan Hua and her daughter had not arrived yet, Lin Yuan continued to stoke the fire and skim tofu pudding from the soy milk.

Yet just as she was lifting the tofu pudding into a basin and before she could press the tofu, she heard the front door burst open with a loud bang.

Indeed, it had been burst open!

Previously, when the Lin family came to make trouble, her front door had been damaged. Later, she had Lin Changqing fix it to some extent, so it could be opened and closed, but after all, it was an old door that had been compromised, and it really couldn’t withstand rough handling anymore.

In the kitchen, Lin Yuan unexpectedly heard the resonating sound of the door panel crashing against the ground, causing her hand that held the spoon to tremble, nearly scattering the tofu pudding.

"Damn it! It must be those people from over there causing trouble again! One after another, they really have no shame, it’s only been a few days since we severed ties, and now they are rushing over to be beaten up!

" Lan Hua and Aunt Wang knew her door was broken and would not open it so forcefully, so the person coming now was definitely not here with good intentions!

Lin Yuan tossed the spoon back into the pot and grabbed the kitchen knife from the chopping board, muttering resentfully as she charged out like a ferocious spirit.

However, just as she exited the kitchen, she bumped into a chest that was not particularly broad but clearly muscular... yes, chest bone, devoid of meat, which hurt her chin upon the impact.

"Starting trouble in my house again, take this!"

Without even looking up, Lin Yuan’s kitchen knife lashed out, only to hear a sharp cry from that chest bone as the person hastily retreated two steps and deftly disarmed her of the knife.

To be able to effortlessly snatch the kitchen knife from her hand without harming her in the slightest, no one from the Lin family had such skill. Rubbing her sore chin, Lin Yuan looked up with tearful eyes, only to see a pair of pink earlobes.

What, why is it him?

Xia Zheng coughed twice, looking disdainful as he threw the kitchen knife onto a nearby shelf and didn’t forget to dramatically rub his own chest, complaining, "You, you, you little girl, are you trying to murder your husband?!"

"Who asked you to barge in suddenly! And you broke my front door!" Lin Yuan reflexively shot back, but after she finished, she realized Xia Zheng’s words were rather jarring. Stomping her foot, she shouted angrily, "What murder your husband! Don’t flatter yourself!"

Xia Zheng had only said those words spontaneously, although he had decided to make this smart little spitfire who could cook his woman, even when he accidentally broke the front door, he regretted it now. Bringing such a ’mother tiger’ into his home would only be asking for trouble!

"Ahem, well, that..." Xia Zheng was still regretting that he might have just ruined the prime years of his youth over a few recipes when he lowered his head and suddenly noticed the property deed in his hand, hastily giving himself a way out, "This, here, take this!"

Lin Yuan was unsure about what it was, first craning her neck to get a quick look. The writing was small but she could make out the large characters for "property deed".

Property deed?

She quickly took it and scrutinized it from beginning to end.

After one pass, she still felt something was off and looked it over again, and then a third time.

By then, Xia Zheng could not hold back anymore and grinned, pointing to the deed, "Look here Miss, there are hardly a hundred words on it, why are you taking so long to read? Can’t you read?

Come on, I brought my benevolence when I left the house today. Let me read it for you."