The next day, Zhao Qian was discharged from the hospital.
Many people outside were also curious why Tiansheng Group suddenly publicly apologized to Zhao Qian. Some even revealed that in the past two days, Tiansheng Group had suddenly started compensating people who had been injured or killed due to forced demolition.
This also made them think of the current situation of the Ma family.
In one day, the Ma family was under lockdown, and their affiliated industries suffered significant blows, appearing to be on the verge of collapse.
This phenomenon further fueled curiosity, with no one understanding what had happened.
In the small courtyard, it was peaceful. Apart from Zhao Qian, the other four people were clearing weeds. The sudden voice message made Ye Longlin feel awkward.
Even Xuan Niao and Yuan Gang couldn't help but cast sideways glances; those words were a bit…
"Sister-in-law??" Zhao Siyu's eyes lit up, and she grinned at Ye Longlin.
Zhao Qian even called Ye Longlin over and asked with a smile, "Longlin, you're not young anymore. It's time to think about marriage. Your father isn't here, so as your aunt, I naturally have to consider it for you. This girl is good. Bring her over tomorrow for your aunt to meet."
Faced with the sudden pressure to get married, Ye Longlin was a bit flustered and said helplessly, "Aunt Zhao, people like me are not suited for marriage. You know, I'm a soldier, and enemies might come knocking at any moment."
He genuinely hadn't thought about getting married, but why was everyone pushing him?
Even Xuan Niao had hinted, both directly and indirectly, for Mu Hanqi to take him down. It was truly exasperating.
Zhao Qian raised an eyebrow: "Am I discussing this with you?"
Only then did Ye Longlin remember that Aunt Zhao was not a weak woman. On the contrary, she was quite assertive. Otherwise, under the pressure back then, she would have handed them over, father and son, instead of protecting them all along.
"Ahem, I... I'll try my best."
Ye Longlin coughed, his expression somewhat awkward. Facing Zhao Qian's urging to marry, even as a top-tier existence, he felt helpless.
Zhao Qian feigned confusion: "Try your best?"
It seemed he couldn't avoid it.
Ye Longlin spread his hands: "Fine, I promise, alright?"
As soon as the words fell, the courtyard gate was pushed open, revealing a woman and a young man in a suit.
"Oh, Zhao Qian, you found a live-in son-in-law? The young man looks good. Come, let Auntie have a look."
The newcomer, acting very familiar, put down their supposedly valuable gift and was about to pull Ye Longlin over.
Zhao Qian showed no hint of joy; instead, she displayed some resistance, which made Ye Longlin raise an eyebrow.
After searching his memory, he finally managed to recall the person.
The person was Li Shuhua, notorious for her gossiping mouth, tough, and fiery. She was the type of person who, if you plucked a single scallion, would block your doorstep and curse for half a day.
As the saying goes, unsolicited kindness is either a trap or theft.
"Zhao Qian, I heard a month ago that you were sick, but I was on vacation abroad at the time and couldn't come to see you. Now that I've just gotten off the plane, I've come to see you. We've been sisters for so many years, I truly care about you..."
She rambled on and on, so much so that Ye Longlin gave up his position and returned to the courtyard to clear weeds.
Zhao Qian, however, waved her hand to interrupt: "A weasel wishing the New Year to a chicken—no good intentions. Speak your mind, what do you want?"
Li Shuhua rubbed her hands, her gaze falling on the young man in the suit beside her. The young man, named Li Yi, was Li Shuhua's son.
"That... Aunt Zhao, you see Siyu is also of age. Shouldn't you consider marriage matters?"
The implication was that he had his eye on the young girl Zhao Siyu, hence the question.
Zhao Qian was slightly surprised but not overly so. Before she was hospitalized, they had subtly inquired about this matter.
"Siyu is still young, and the company has just gotten on track. We won't trouble you. If you have nothing else, please leave."
Zhao Siyu didn't say anything, keeping her head down and weeding. She strongly disliked Li Yi.
Not only was he ostentatious, but he also looked at people through the crack of a door. Did he really think everyone would follow in his footsteps?
Li Shuhua, however, said with a serious expression: "Hey, that's unfair. The two children can get to know each other first, date a bit, and by the time they're twenty-six or twenty-seven, they can talk about marriage. My son now works at Tiansheng Group. He's a manager, and he graduated from Nanda University. His future is limitless. If Siyu marries into our family, she can absolutely be a rich young lady. Such an opportunity doesn't come every day. If my son truly liked Siyu, he wouldn't be looking downwards."
The meaning was that if my son didn't like her, he absolutely wouldn't look for people from your family; they weren't worthy of my son.
Zhao Qian also nodded: "Yes, your son is not worthy of my daughter. Longlin, see them out."
With Ye Longlin, a supreme existence, present, Zhao Siyu and Zhao Qian's identities had undergone earth-shattering changes, to the point that the highest authorities and the Hall of Honor had been researching their identities for the past two days.
"Longlin? Ye Longlin?"
Li Shuhua looked at Ye Longlin with disbelief, then with the authority of an elder, she condescendingly scrutinized him.
"You've been away for over twenty years. You've been working hard outside all these years. Did you get rich?"
For ordinary people, judging success was simply about whether they had gotten rich.
Ye Longlin disdained to speak, which instead gave her an opening. She continued, "That's right, looking at you, you don't seem like someone successful. You, in this life, don't have the fortune to get rich, unlike my son, who graduated from a prestigious university and works in a large enterprise."
"Speaking of career, Longlin, where are you working now? Do you want my son to introduce you to a job?"
Zhao Qian was helpless.
Today was supposed to be a happy day for her discharge, and she wanted to chat with her unrelated nephew, but unexpectedly, she was disturbed by outsiders.
Did she not recognize the hidden barbs in their words?
Zhao Qian stood up, staring at the blazing sun, and said unceremoniously, "When has my Longlin ever needed a respectable job? In other words, are you not qualified to ask Longlin to change jobs? Who do you think you are? Longlin's superior? Or someone who can issue a transfer order to Longlin?"
Li Shuhua froze for a moment, her expression gradually turning unpleasant: "Zhao Qian, what do you mean? We kindly offered to help your nephew find a job, and now you're calling it meddling? Transfer order? Does that mean he's enlisted? I'm not saying this, but with his appearance, enlisting would just make him a common soldier. Have you managed to become a squad leader or something in all these years?"
Ye Longlin chuckled, finding it amusing. Zhao Qian was no pushover. The fact that she dared to shelter them when they were being chased back then proved she was a tough character.
If you dare to be sarcastic, I dare to show you my displeasure on the spot.
"In my life, Ye has never seen such a shameless person."
"The host has issued two requests to leave, yet you still remain here. Ye admits defeat."
"It's a shame such thick skin isn't used for bulletproof vests. Do you want Ye to help you peel it off and send it to the weapons research institute?"