Li Wujiang strode quickly to the Tang family's doorstep and noticed two women.
The first, naturally, was Tang Xiaoni, petite and doll-like.
The second was Fang Chuqing, standing beside Tang Xiaoni.
Li Wujiang, with a highly professional "mother-in-law's" gaze, scrutinized Tang Xiaoni, finding the doll more and more pleasing to the eye.
When she examined Fang Chuqing, she felt a pang of regret: "Alas! What a wasteful scion! To push away such a great beauty without claiming her promptly, instead giving her to that profligate Tang Wenyuan."
Most women share a common failing.
That is, after marriage, they only wish for their husband's heart to be solely theirs.
But after they have sons?
They wish for their sons: "As long as she's pretty, however many women you can bring home, bring them all!"
Of course, this is predicated on having a certain financial foundation.
Li Wujiang, filled with regret, felt that if her scion could have the doll, it was acceptable to give a little benefit to her elder brother, especially after Tang Xiaoni affectionately linked her arm with hers.
"Chong Chong is a porcelain doll, and Little Mud Tang is a doll. If the scion can have them both, he hasn't disgraced me."
With the doll on her left arm, Li Wujiang took the initiative to link arms with the porcelain doll on her right. As they entered the Tang family gate, surrounded by the admiration of the Tang family, an indescribable sense of pride swelled within her.
But when she thought about that scion, who had blocked her phone after a mass sending of indecent photos of the three CEOs of the dark web that night, she was filled with anger.
She cursed inwardly, unable to contain herself: "Scion, you just wait! Tonight, after you go to the Su family, I'll definitely break your wicked claws."
Tonight—
Li Qianfan had to go to the Su family.
Because tomorrow was the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and many guests would visit the Su family.
As the second master of the Su family, Li Qianfan naturally had to return from Qingyun to the Su family tonight.
Darkness fell.
Li Qianfan slowly stopped his blue car at the entrance of the Su family.
Red lanterns hung high at the entrance of the Su family. Uncle Kui and Su Xin were chatting by the door.
"Young Master-in-law, you're back."
As soon as Li Qianfan got out of the car, Uncle Kui leaned over and whispered, "Manager Zhao and Director Li are in the living room of the middle courtyard. When I was serving wine just now, I heard Director Li cursing some scion from afar. Manager Zhao, immorally, was adding fuel to the fire."
Li Qianfan—
How could he not remember doing anything to offend Manager Zhao?
As he scratched his head, Uncle Kui spoke in an even lower voice: "Young Master-in-law, the Eldest Miss has been dispirited these past few days when you were away."
"Which Eldest Miss?"
Li Qianfan was taken aback and asked, "Is it Shen Chongchong, or Du Yaoya?"
Uncle Kui's eyes flickered, and he replied, "Neither the caterpillar nor Yaoya."
Li Qianfan—
Only then did he understand that the Eldest Miss Uncle Kui referred to was Su Nanyin.
Uncle Kui was an old servant of the Su family who had been there before Su Nanyin was married.
Uncle Kui had called Su Nanyin Eldest Miss years ago.
However, after the birth of Mao Mao Chong, Uncle Kui changed his address for Su Nanyin and began calling her Madam.
Now.
When Uncle Kui was having a "private talk" with Li Qianfan, he once again called Su Nanyin Eldest Miss.
And called him Young Master-in-law!
What was the intention?
It could only be said that even Uncle Kui believed that Li and Su had shattered worldly constraints, elevating their relationship to one of deep affection.
Therefore, when Uncle Kui was alone with Li Qianfan, he would change his address to Young Master-in-law, and call Su Nanyin Eldest Miss.
Uncle Kui's change in address also signified that the elders from the original Su family in Su Nan (Su Nanyin's maternal family) recognized the bond between Li and Su.
The ironclad fact was right there. What could Uncle Kui do if he didn't acknowledge it?
Alas.
Li Qianfan sighed inwardly, feeling a strong urge to turn around and never return to the Su family.
Yet, he couldn't leave.
Many problems could not be solved by avoidance.
As the saying goes, the clear will remain clear, and the muddy will remain muddy.
As long as one's conscience is clear, one can sleep soundly!
Li Qianfan smiled and nodded at Uncle Kui and the others, then strode into the Su family's gate.
The Su family had a three-entrance, three-courtyard compound.
The front courtyard was where Uncle Kui, Su Xin, and others lived.
The middle courtyard was specifically used to entertain distinguished guests and provide them with guest rooms.
The back courtyard was where the Su family's four beauties and Li Qianfan resided.
When the Su family had guests, even a highly respected figure like Manager Zhao and the notorious Li Wujiang could only stay in the middle courtyard.
After all, the drying racks in the back courtyard were laden with black lace stockings and other items, which were inconvenient for outsiders to see.
The living room in the middle courtyard was not only the largest but also the best decorated.
But the temperature was quite pleasant.
Before the table.
Manager Zhao, Li Wujiang, and Su Nanyin were drinking and chatting.
Su family's Mao Mao Chong was in the dining room not far away, rolling up her sleeves and making dumplings.
Du Yaoya, responsible for the noodles, was using her phone to film the dumplings Mao Mao Chong made, preparing to post it on her social media to prove: "These were made by me!"
In the north, when distinguished guests visited during festivals and holidays, the host family making dumplings to entertain them was definitely the "highest etiquette."
Of course.
When Mao Mao Chong was making dumplings in the living room of the middle courtyard, she couldn't wear a tank top and shorts with her feet directly on the floor.
Such treatment was reserved only for the "beloved elder brother."
Mao Mao Chong was wearing loose loungewear, with cotton socks and small cotton slippers, making dumplings while perking up her ears to listen to the conversation of the three people.
The conversation of the three people—
Li Wujiang would occasionally curse the scion.
Manager Zhao would occasionally add fuel to the fire.
Su Nanyin, however, always wore a gentle, compassionate smile and rarely spoke.
The door opened.
The three who were making dumplings with perked ears, the two who were talking loudly, and the one with a compassionate smile all looked towards the door subconsciously.
Seeing the face filled with the smile of a filial descendant—
Mao Mao Chong, purely out of instinct, collectively looked towards the revered Emperor Su!
Du Yaoya even quickly aimed her phone's camera at her.
And so—
The faint hint of melancholy that had been lingering in Emperor Su's eyebrows, like it couldn't be blown away by the wind, vanished without a trace.
"Daybreak."
Mao Mao Chong immediately thought of these three words.
And another word: "Degenerate!"
Then came the question: "What do we do?"
Mao Mao Chong quickly exchanged glances with them and slowly nodded in unison.
At this moment, no one noticed that Mao Mao Chong had instantly made a decision that could never be spoken, through the silent communication of their eyes!
Whoosh—
A breaking sound exploded from the living room.
Mao Mao Chong hurriedly looked up.
She saw a wine glass, under the light, create a fleeting afterimage as it flew rapidly towards Li Qianfan's forehead.
It was accompanied by Li Wujiang's angry curse: "Scion, you blocked me after sending me those damn photos, and you dare to come see me!?"
Crack.
The wine glass, half-full of wine, struck Li Qianfan's forehead heavily.
The broken shards immediately cut his skin.
Blood flowed—
They were stunned.
All six people, including Li Wujiang, were stunned.
Although Li Wujiang threw the wine glass quickly and with great force, its accuracy was particularly high.
But even an idiot knew that she was just putting on a show.
With Li Qianfan's abilities, he could have dodged it by just tilting his head in time.
But he didn't.
It wasn't that he couldn't dodge—
Anyone who blocked Sister Wujiang had to pay a price!
Moreover, Uncle Kui had told Li Qianfan at the door that Director Li was extremely angry, and Manager Zhao had added fuel to the fire?
At this moment, Li Qianfan deliberately getting his head smashed, drawing a little blood, would be the most economical way to appease Sister Wujiang's anger and silence the insatiable Manager Zhao.
Blood dripped down, obscuring Li Qianfan's left eye.
Su Nanyin was the first to regain her senses!
With a whoosh, she jumped up from the sofa, grabbed a tissue from the table, and ran towards Li Qianfan, shouting back at Li Wujiang, "What are you doing? Why are you hitting him?"
"I'm hitting my son, what business is it of yours, Mao Mao Chong!?"
Li Wujiang opened her mouth to retort, but her heart suddenly trembled lightly. She raised her hand and picked up her wine glass.
Manager Zhao also sobered up.
Still with a smile on his face, he also picked up his wine glass and lightly touched Li Wujiang's.
The two exchanged a quick glance and drank.
Both saw deep worry in each other's eyes.
Someone's most instinctive reaction was truly not a good sign.
Shen Chongchong exclaimed, "Mom, don't use tissues to bandage Qianfan's wound, it's not hygienic. Yaoya, go get the first aid kit."
Du Yaoya said nothing but acted swiftly.
By the time Li Wujiang put down her wine glass, Shen Chongchong had already grabbed the blood-streaked Li Qianfan and quickly headed towards the dining room.
Su Nanyin, who had been helping him clean his wound, was about to follow when she stopped.
She turned and placed the bloodstained tissue in the waste bin behind the door, then returned to sit on the sofa, saying without reservation, "Li Wujiang, even if Qianfan did something wrong, you don't educate your child like this."
Li Wujiang rolled her eyes: "He was born from me, I can hit him if I want to, what business is it of yours, Mao Mao Chong?"
"Simply unreasonable. Anyone who has a mother like you must have committed too many evil deeds in their past lives to suffer retribution."
Su Nanyin scoffed, too lazy to bother with her further. She raised her wine glass and said to Manager Zhao, "Manager Zhao, I'll toast you."
The three had been drinking for an hour and a half.
This was the first time Su Nanyin, as the hostess, had toasted Manager Zhao!