The obedient girl glances up, and the tyrannical tycoon kneels down to pamper her.

Xing's mother glanced back at Tang Zhu, her eyes filled with warning, but Tang Zhu seemed not to notice, and just smiled and glanced at Xing Yurou again.

Look at your daughter, she's been completely fooled by you.

Xing's mother looked at her daughter and found that her daughter was looking at her with a questioning look, as if she did not recognize her. She hesitated to speak.

How should I explain this to my daughter?

What she feared even more was that her daughter would ask her what was going on at this moment.

Xing Yuru doesn't know.

The person in front of her was her mother, and she wouldn't let others laugh at her mother in front of everyone.

She just didn't understand why.

Why does Mom dislike my older brother so much?

Even if they didn't grow up beside you, they are still your children.

Did Mom never feel sorry?

In that instant, Xing Yuru seemed to understand why her sister-in-law Luo Huai had asked those words so forcefully that day.

And that phrase, "crocodile tears."

Seeing the sadness in her daughter's eyes, Xing's mother was startled and called out, "Yu Rou..."

"Mom," Xing Yuru smiled, pursing her lips, "I'm not feeling well, can I go home first?"

Mother Xing: "...Okay."

Xing Yuru maintained her politeness, smiled and nodded to the ladies, and then turned and left.

As Xing's mother and Pei Youyou headed elsewhere, a voice, neither too loud nor too soft, came from behind them: "Madam Xing is quite ruthless. If my own son were found wandering outside, I don't know how heartbroken I would be."

"You dislike your own son because he's useless, don't you?"

"Then why don't you feel ashamed that you're useless?"

There was a lot of discussion for a while.

As Xing's mother left, she staggered slightly and couldn't help but complain to Pei Youyou, "Look at the idea you came up with."

They've completely lost face.

"You agreed to it yourself." Pei Youyou pouted and shifted the blame to Tang Zhu, "If she hadn't been stirring things up, we would have just said that our brother and sister-in-law were feeling better and had come again."

Xing's mother had harbored resentment towards Tang Zhu for many years. With Pei Youyou saying this, she could conveniently shift the blame onto her, since she was sure she wouldn't be wrong.

It was absolutely right of her to squeeze past Tang Zhufeng and marry into the Xing family back then.

“This Tang Zhu is a vengeful spirit that won’t leave us,” said Xing’s mother. “She has sons and daughters, and she’s not afraid of bringing shame to her children.”

……

Xing Yanzhao and Luo Huai had noticed the commotion over there and heard the whispers of others. They exchanged a glance but said nothing.

Kuangye and Yu Bosen are different; they say whatever comes to mind.

He also said it to Lin Zhengyu.

Most people now know that the two of them don't get along with Lin Zhengyu. One is because Lin Zhengyu stole Xing Yanzhao's identity, and the other is because Pei Youyou offended him with her loose tongue.

"See what I told you? The Xing family definitely wouldn't let Brother Xing and his wife come. Luckily, I mentioned it to Grandpa, and he immediately wrote the invitations himself." Yu Bosen nudged Kuang Ye's arm. "You should thank me."

He then looked at Lin Zhengyu and said in a teasing tone, "President Lin should also thank me."

Don’t reach out to hit the smiling person.

Besides, this person is Young Master Yu, and he's the host today.

The Fu and Yu families held their positions in the market.

Kuang Ye clinked glasses with Yu Bosen and said, "Thanks."

Lin Zhengyu smiled and said, "It seems that Young Master Yu doesn't welcome me."

"You're here now, aren't you?" Young Master Yu asked. "Where is Miss Pei? I wonder if the wine my grandfather prepared today suits Miss Pei's taste? If we treat Miss Pei poorly, I'm afraid she'll stop my grandfather."

A few individuals knew about this and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

However, since President Pei was also present, he immediately composed himself.

Lin Zhengyu looked slightly embarrassed.

Pei Yuanzhou frowned and asked, "Young Master Yu, how did my sister offend you?"

"No, no, with Mr. Pei here, how could Miss Pei offend anyone?"

Pei Yuanzhou looked at Lin Zhengyu.

"President Pei, please don't look at President Lin. How could President Lin dare to say his wife is impolite in front of his brother-in-law?" Young Master Yu said mercifully, letting him speak first.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that the Pei family is so wealthy and powerful that Miss Pei's tastes are inevitably so refined. She only drinks Romanée-Conti and nothing else. If I had known that Miss Pei was coming that day, I wouldn't have served her the Lehua tea that she doesn't like. I was just being a bad host."

Kuang Ye said, "It's been so long, and you still haven't forgotten?"

Yu Bosen: "There's nothing I can do, my memory is just too good."

"Wilderness," Xing Yanzhao called from the other side, "come here."

Kuang Ye immediately turned around, and Yu Bosen followed closely behind, instantly taking away many people who were surrounding Pei Yuanzhou and Lin Zhengyu.

The reason given was that the Yu family was over there, and they wanted to go and offer a toast as well.

The crowd dispersed, and behind them walked Xing's mother and Pei Youyou.

Pei Yuanzhou pulled his sister aside: "When did you offend Young Master Yu?"

Pei Youyou blinked: "I didn't."

"Still lying? Young Master Yu just said in front of everyone that you're precious, implying that we've spoiled you so much that you've become arrogant."

Pei Youyou pouted: "Young Master Yu, you're a grown man, how can you be so petty and hold a grudge against a woman like me?"

Seeing that she was incorrigible, Pei Yuanzhou warned, "You better behave yourself today. If you cause any more trouble, even your parents can't save you."

"I won't!" Pei Youyou snorted and left, looking aggrieved as she went to Lin Zhengyu for comfort.

From afar, one could see Xing Yanzhao holding Luo Huai's hand, raising a wine glass in one hand, chatting and laughing with everyone. He would introduce her as "my wife Luo Huai" and tell her how to address him.

If someone raises a glass to toast Luo Huai, Xing Yanzhao will say, "My wife doesn't drink, so I'll drink this glass for her."

It was clearly a male-dominated arena for fame and fortune, yet Luo Huai stood out conspicuously among the crowd.

Glamorous.

"Shameless!" Pei Youyou thought, filled with jealousy.

Seeing the two holding hands, Pei Youyou also took Lin Zhengyu's hand, forcibly pulling him in and insisting on toasting him.

It's ridiculously childish.

Lin Zhengyu had already embarrassed himself enough today and didn't want to play along with her antics. He said he had something to do, forcibly pulled his hand away, and took his phone to the side to make a call.

Pei Youyou was left standing there.

He gulped down the wine in his glass, and the smile on his face vanished instantly.

Seeing Xing Yanzhao and Luo Huai being affectionate again felt like a thorn was stuck in her heart.

A plan suddenly flashed into my mind.

Pei Youyou smiled again and turned to go elsewhere.

Luo Huai finally felt the gaze that had been fixed on him disappear. He turned his head to look in the direction Pei Youyou had left, but instead had an even worse premonition.

Xing Yanzhao lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Luo Huai shook her head and whispered to him, "You should drink less."

Xing Yanzhao smiled and said, "Okay."

Sure enough, when someone offered him a toast, he only took a small sip each time.

Luo Huai was fairly satisfied.

Just as Luo Huai glanced over, Yu Bosen, who was standing nearby, noticed and put down his wine glass, saying, "I'm going to find my grandfather and maternal grandfather. You guys keep drinking."

Then he secretly followed Pei Youyou.

He wanted to see what was going on.

All they saw was Pei Youyou talking to a woman, but they couldn't hear what she was saying. Eventually, the woman left, and Pei Youyou was still waiting in the same spot.

He waited too.

The woman returned, seemingly carrying something in her hand.