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"My legs aren't good. Could you move the sofa a little closer to the coffee table so I can put my legs on it when I sleep?"

"Also, Wu Hua, could you help Mu Yan and me prepare slippers and pajamas?"

"Um, we came in a hurry and haven't had dinner yet. Please go and cook for us."

When Yin Hong arrived at Wu Hua's house, he acted like an old man, quickly taking on the role of a patriarch and treating Wu Hua like a nanny.

Wu Hua was very unconvinced.

Seeing that Yin Muqiao had lowered his face and was unwilling to play the villain, and not wanting the Yin family to cling to her, she had no choice but to find a way to get these two powerful figures to leave her home.

“Uncle Yin, how can I let you stay in the living room since you’re coming to stay at my house? It’s just that this house is really too small; it can’t accommodate four or five people. Why don’t you and Mu Yan rent a place somewhere else?”

As Wu Hua muttered these words, she looked at Yin Muqiao.

To her surprise, Yin Muqiao lowered his head, as if he hadn't heard her words.

Yin Muyan, who was standing to the side, immediately understood the meaning behind Wu Huahua's words.

"Hey, Wu Hua, are you trying to kick me and my dad out?"

"Don't you have any moral bottom line? My dad is an elder. If an elder has nowhere to live, shouldn't you, as the younger generation, obediently give up your house?"

"We just arrived, and you're already telling us to go rent a place to stay? Do you think that's appropriate? How can you treat your elders like that?"

“Even a young lady from a wealthy family like Jian He wouldn’t dare speak to my father in such a tone. Humph.”

Having lived with Yin Hong and Huang Chunhua for many years, Yin Muyan was exposed to their shameless methods, so she could use moral blackmail without batting an eye.

Wu Hua was very irritable.

In order to prevent them from staying here, Wu Hua retorted to Yin Muyan.

"What's wrong with that? My house is too small, there's really not enough room for me to live here."

"Besides, you have no reason to live in my house. I'm not your Yin family's daughter-in-law."

Wu Hua looked at Yin Muqiao again, but Yin Muqiao, who was now powerless and penniless, kept his mouth shut once more.

He came from a poor family, and the education he received from childhood taught him that no matter how much his parents made a fuss, they were still his parents.

Seeing Yin Muqiao like this, Wu Hua became even angrier.

Of all the people in the room, the only one who could speak up for her was Yin Muqiao. She went to Yin Muqiao's side, took his arm, and gestured for him to speak.

"Ah Qiao, say something... Tell your uncle, this place is really too small. Everyone lives here, and with men and women separated, it's really inconvenient..."

Yin Muqiao was speechless.

“As for my husband and sister, they really have nowhere else to stay. How about we let them squeeze in here for a few days?” Yin Muqiao stood on his parents’ side.

Wu Hua's expression changed.

She knew all too well that it was easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away. Once she agreed to let these two people move in, it would be incredibly difficult to get rid of them again.

"Ah Qiao, this isn't appropriate, we haven't..."

Before Wu Hua could finish speaking, Yin Hong suddenly grabbed a teacup from the coffee table and smashed it on the ground with a bang.

"Alright, Wu Hua, have you said enough?"

Yin Hong's sudden outburst startled Yin Muqiao. Wu Hua never expected that this old man would have such a bad temper; he actually smashed her teacup.

Before she could react, Yin Hong pointed his finger at her nose and started cursing.

“Wu Hua, I’m not talking about you, but don’t you know why our A Qiao has ended up like this? If you hadn’t come back to China and started flirting with him, would he have been kicked out by Jian He?”

"You should know that we used to live in a big villa. We had maids and servants to take care of us when we came and went. Our toilet was even bigger than your house."

"If it weren't for you, you little vixen, would our Ah Qiao have been able to step down from his position as president of the Jian Group? If it weren't for you, would our whole family be homeless?"

"You little vixen, you've ruined our family like this, and you're planning to abandon us? Is that it? Let me tell you, this is exactly what Jian He did before. If you dare to do anything out of line, even if my son divorces Jian He, you can forget about ever stepping foot in the Yin family."

……

Yin Hong's remarks infuriated Wu Hua.

She really wanted to yell at Yin Hong for being shameless, but what Yin Hong said was true.

If she hadn't insisted on going to Jian He's bed that day to fold towels with Yin Muqiao in order to disgust Jian He, things might not have developed to this point.

Seeing that Wu Hua couldn't say anything else, Yin Hong said smugly, "Quick, go make some food for me and Mu Yan..."

"And Ah Qiao, our family has become like this. You should think about what to do next. Go back to Jian He, say some nice things, sincerely admit your mistakes, ask for her forgiveness, and let our family go back to the way we used to be."

"Some women are so poor that they can't carry anything on their shoulders or lift anything with their hands. They should be kept outside as concubines."

When Wu Hua heard Yin Hong use the word "concubine" to describe her, she was so angry that her liver hurt.

She wanted to argue, but with her mouth alone, she was no match for that old man, Yin Hong.

Having no other choice, Wu Hua didn't want to cook for that old man Yin Hong, but she was unwilling to be humiliated. With no other option, she turned and went to her room, then slammed the door shut.

As the saying goes, you have to finish the path you chose, even if you have to crawl on your knees.

Meanwhile, Cheng Yan, who was at Jian Hexin's new home, played with Rui Bao for a while and then coaxed him to sleep. He then saw Jian Hexin lying on the small desk in the living room, scratching her head.

He leaned closer and saw that Jian He was engrossed in a book called Business Management.

There were many technical terms inside, which gave Jianhe a headache.

After Cheng Yan arrived, she asked considerately, "Don't you understand these terms?"

Jian He nodded: "Yes, I don't understand at all. Although I also studied management, I didn't study it with much dedication when I was in school. In addition, I haven't used this knowledge for several years after graduation, so I've gradually forgotten most of it."

"After marrying Yin Muqiao, I originally wanted to learn something, but Yin Muqiao said I was too stupid, didn't know anything, and was as dizzy as a white goose..."

"Dr. Cheng, do you think I'm really that stupid?"

Jian He lifted her face from the heavy book and looked at Cheng Yan with a puzzled expression.

Her clear eyes and slightly red lips instantly made Cheng Yan feel a sense of loss, and he even had an urge to kiss her.

In an instant, Cheng Yan was somewhat flustered...