Li Qianfan's childhood relationship with his mother was one of "enemies."
He was too mischievous, more troublesome than the "little monkeys" ordinary folks often talked about.
After all, few were as audacious as Li Qianfan, who dared to lift a beauty's skirt in broad daylight and drool while clinging to her leg.
That, however, was just the beginning. The key was that he'd call her "wife" over and over.
Damn it!
It seemed fine when he called his good friends Tang Xiaoni and others.
But when he was almost three years old, he was still calling Ding Xiaolang, Jing Ran, Su Ri’na, He Lan Xuejing, and others "wife." What was that supposed to mean?
They were all his potential stepmothers—
Beat him!
He absolutely had to be beaten!!
Spare the rod and spoil the child.
With such a mother-son relationship, it was no wonder Li Qianfan, as the son, couldn't avoid being beaten "tough" by Li Wujiang.
It was common for him to call her "Sister Wujiang."
Calling her "Beauty Wujiang" was the most natural.
Calling her "old woman" was a habit—
Conversely, before the age of eight, Li Qianfan rarely called her "Mom."
As for Li Qianfan sincerely saying "I'm sorry" to his mother after making a mistake?
Heh.
That was something Sister Wujiang wouldn't even dare to dream of!
But now.
As her son hugged her, making her heart tremble, Li Wujiang heard him, his voice choked with sobs, confessing his apology in a whisper.
At that moment!!
Li Wujiang truly felt the guilt her son harbored towards her.
It was all because he had forced her to impersonate a beggar woman for his wife's dignity.
"Son, you've finally grown up."
Li Wujiang froze for a moment, as if electrocuted. A deep maternal love surged within her, and she slowly raised her hand to caress her son's back.
Whispering into his ear, "Qianfan, you are my everything. Mom is willing to do anything for you."
As mother and son embraced, the Su family of three, and the black and red beauties, wisely retreated.
No one could hear their words.
But from their actions, they could feel the genuine affection of a mother and son.
Li Qianfan was even more touched, "Sister Wujiang, then hurry and help me dissolve my marriage with Du Junlin."
"Handsome."
Li Wujiang replied, "I'm very sorry, but I can't do that. Even if I were willing to be a beggar for ten years."
Li Qianfan was furious, "Wasn't that 'Mom' I just called you for nothing?"
Li Wujiang retorted angrily, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you to a pulp right now?"
Li Qianfan's heroic spirit immediately deflated.
No matter how proud he was, he had to admit that if it came to a fight, lasting three minutes under his mother's hands would be considered a great blessing.
A congenital host with a level of 209!
More than twenty years ago, the renowned "Foot Beauty," capable of delivering at least 17 kicks per second, a super-freak.
Across the entire realm, those qualified to stand their ground and engage Li Wujiang in a full-blown duel wouldn't exceed three.
Who wouldn't fear having such a freakish mother?
"You just wait. On your hundredth birthday, I'll show you who the real master is."
After issuing a stern threat, Li Qianfan released her.
He turned to face the elder Mr. and Mrs. Su.
Elder Su immediately stepped forward.
"Mom."
Li Qianfan introduced him seriously, "This is my father-in-law, Su Laiyun, Mr. Su."
Then, he introduced Elder Su, "Father-in-law, this is my mother, Ms. Li Sujin."
Li Sujin was her "former name" before she was taken in by Yang Xiao.
Because of his mother's immense fame, especially since Mother Lan was also in the Special Operations System, Li Qianfan worried they might have heard of "War God Li Wujiang." Using her former name was undoubtedly the best choice.
Elder Su quickly extended his hand, "Ms. Li, welcome to Qingyun."
Even though Sister Wujiang was currently pretending to be a beggar woman with mental issues.
When the two families met formally for the first time, she still had to behave herself properly.
"Mr. Su, hello."
Li Wujiang shook hands gently with Elder Su, "If you have the opportunity in the future, please visit Sijiu."
"If there's a chance, I will certainly impose."
Elder Su smiled politely, but his brow furrowed.
The voice of his daughter-in-law's mother sounded somewhat familiar?
And her face, though not too dirty!
"Doesn't she look very similar to the War God Li Wujiang seen in Qingyun Zhai this evening?"
As Elder Su suddenly seemed to have discovered a major secret, his heart began to pound uncontrollably.
Fortunately, at this moment, Li Qianfan began to formally introduce Ning Xiaolan to Li Wujiang, so no one noticed Elder Su's change in expression.
Compared to Elder Su, who was calm, Ning Xiaolan, with her spirited personality, was noticeably more nervous.
After all, she and Li Wujiang were equally important mothers-in-law.
The key was—
She was genuinely worried that her daughter-in-law, who seemed to have mental issues, would dislike her daughter for being so much older than Li Qianfan.
Under her nervous tension, Ning Xiaolan didn't notice Li Wujiang's "familiarity," only forcing a calm demeanor as she exchanged pleasantries.
The younger generation, Su Ziyu, Mo Hongti, and Dai Paipai, had already paid their respects to Li Wujiang earlier.
There was no need for further formalities.
"Mom, you must be tired from your journey."
Su Ziyu walked over and took Li Wujiang's arm, "Let's go to the private room upstairs, eat, and chat."
Li Wujiang was so dirty—
When Su Ziyu took her arm, there was no hint of disgust on the surface or in her heart.
Li Wujiang, who was exceptionally good at reading people, saw this clearly.
She could also see the well-intentioned effort of the family of three, all dressed "very ordinarily."
"Alas, the child is a good child. The family is also a good family. What a pity, there's still Du Junlin!"
Li Wujiang could only sigh inwardly.
"Xiaolan."
As they entered the hall, Elder Su, who had deliberately fallen behind, quietly tugged at Ning Xiaolan's sleeve, "Don't you think Qianfan's mother looks remarkably like someone?"
"Who?"
Ning Xiaolan blinked and asked.
Elder Su said slowly, "War God, Li Wujiang."
War God Li Wujiang?
Ning Xiaolan was stunned again. Just as she was about to scold Elder Su for having eyes that looked in the wrong direction, she also suddenly felt that her daughter-in-law's mother's build and appearance did indeed bear some resemblance to Li Wujiang.
"Impossible!"
Ning Xiaolan immediately shook her head and whispered to Elder Su, "Who is Li Wujiang? She's the War God of the Eastern Continent! What kind of scene was it when she appeared? Accompanied by six or seven top experts. The 'Emperor's Triple Set' that we can't afford is in her home. Even Boss Meng personally led the way for her. Although I don't mean to disparage our daughter-in-law's mother, I still have to say realistically, they are not on the same level."
Elder Su understood all of this as well.
However—
Especially after they arrived at the more brightly lit private room, the more Elder Su looked at her, the more he felt that his daughter-in-law's mother shared at least a fifty percent resemblance with that War God.
If they wore the same clothes, the similarity would reach seventy percent.
Of course.
Elder and Mrs. Su also knew that it was perfectly normal for two unrelated people to have striking physiques and appearances.
Therefore, they didn't need to dwell on this issue any further.
The most important thing was to host their daughter-in-law's mother well!
The private room wasn't large.
However, it was a private room that Mo Hongti used to entertain close friends and was not open to the public.
The conditions were certainly not poor.
The dishes served were all signature dishes (Guose Tianxiang only had dishes, no beauties), and local Qingyun specialties.
There were a total of seven people, with no waitstaff.
Li Wujiang and Ning Xiaolan, the two mothers-in-law, sat side by side in the main guest seats.
Li Qianfan was to his mother's left, with Mo Hongti below him.
Elder Su and his daughter sat to Ning Xiaolan's right.
Dai Paipai, with his back to the door, poured wine with a sweep of his arm.
After everyone was seated in their proper places, Li Wujiang coughed.
The old woman was about to speak—
Everyone listened attentively.
"I believe Qianfan has also told everyone."
Li Wujiang raised her hand and tidied her messy hair. She even wiped her nose somewhat ungracefully with her sleeve and said, "Due to certain reasons, I am mentally unwell."
The Su family of three wore embarrassed but polite smiles.
At this time, there was no need to say anything like "as long as you're in a good mood, your mind will be fine."
Mo Hongti and Dai Paipai, who knew the inside story, exchanged a glance and continued to feign ignorance.
"But I am normal now, and more satisfied than ever, that Qianfan has met Ziyu in the vast sea of people."
As Li Wujiang spoke, she took out a similarly dirty cloth bag.
She said, "I have prepared a few small gifts, considered as a mother-in-law's first meeting gifts to everyone after arriving in Qingyun."
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Wishing everyone a pleasant weekend! Seeking free small gifts, ^_^.
It won't turn into fantasy or the supernatural.
The curse of the socialite is a necessary cheat, as it will be of great use later.
And after extensive research, curses might indeed exist.
It might be related to a mysterious magnetic field.
Similar to discharging electricity, it affects people's nervous systems.