HLnovel Chapter 124 3 days
Chapter 124 3 days
While He Qiaoyun was partying with her girlfriends at a karaoke bar, Feng Jiashu waited alone in his villa for a message. Even while handling official business, he had to keep his attention focused, afraid of missing her message.
An hour and a half passed, and the message seemed to have vanished without a trace. He sighed helplessly, unable to concentrate on the documents, and got up to call his aunt.
The phone rang for quite a while before it was answered.
He said in an unhappy tone, "Auntie, Ruan Shu is no good, you should take her away quickly."
The aunt asked patiently, "Why can't she? She's such a well-behaved and virtuous person, and she's in good health."
He gazed at the tranquil lake outside the window and said, "No means no. I can't keep her any longer, Aunt. If you don't let her go, I will use my own methods to drive her out."
The current situation can be described as beset by internal and external troubles. Therefore, the most pressing issue is to drive Ruan Shu out so that I can pursue my beloved with a clean conscience.
The aunt on the other end of the phone sighed heavily, "Jiashu, Ruan Shu really likes you. Why can't you try to accept her? Just think of it for your aunt's sake, don't just kick her out like this, okay?"
Feng Jiashu remained unmoved. "Auntie, if you don't like it, you just don't like it. You can't force these things. You can't force a melon to ripen."
My aunt said again, "Don't jump to conclusions so quickly. Give her three more days. If it still doesn't work after three days, then you can do whatever you want with her."
Feng Jiashu was about to refuse when his aunt forcefully ordered, "Otherwise, you can just wait to anger me to death and then come and collect my corpse. That's it."
Then the call ended.
A feeling of helplessness washed over Feng Jiashu. He simply couldn't understand how his marriage was connected to his aunt's fate...
On one side is He Qiaoyun, who ignores him; on the other side is his aunt, who threatens him with her life; and on the other side is Ruan Shu, who throws herself into his arms. He is exhausted.
He put down his phone and went downstairs to the small pavilion in the backyard.
The wind in mid-August was chilly. He sat blankly in the rocking chair, the sound of flowing water in his ears, which relieved his depression and irritability.
*
now.
Aunt Feng Shuxian put down her phone, coughed heavily twice, and murmured helplessly at the phone screen, "Jiashu, don't blame your aunt. You don't have a son, and Tiantian will always have the blood of the Meng family flowing in her veins. When she grows up, she will definitely want to be recognized by her ancestors. Rather than letting this property benefit Tiantian and the Meng family, it's better to leave it to our own family. If your father were here, he would definitely do the same."
In her short life, she had five children: two daughters and three sons. Her three sons have all started their own families and have grandchildren, and her grandchildren have had great-grandchildren. Four generations live under one roof, so her life can be considered very fulfilling and happy.
But a problem has arisen: so many children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren now rely on the Fung Group for their livelihood, earning only small amounts of money that can barely make ends meet.
This is far from enough.
People nowadays always say that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, but she doesn't agree with that. She thinks that this is just something that people with no ability use to comfort themselves.
The love of the parents is far-reaching.
Even though she's practically buried in the ground, this mother and grandmother can still offer her advice and guidance for her children's bright future...
His wife, Zhu Bo, walked over with her cane. "Did you call Jia Shu again?"
Feng Shuxian put away her phone, stood up, and said, "Yes, he wanted to kick Ruan Shu out, and I tried to persuade him to leave." As she spoke, she laughed, "To be honest, although your niece doesn't seem very clever, she has good luck. She actually managed to drive away the woman Jia Shu brought home. Now that's great, without any interference, she can do whatever she wants."
Zhu Bo laughed, "Okay, I hope she can work harder and win Jia Shu's heart quickly, so that things can become a fait accompli and we can start making things easier."
Feng Shuxian couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "Don't worry, although Jia Shu seems aloof, he doesn't interact with women often, so he's still easy to handle."
Zhu Bo clicked his tongue in amazement, "Wow, he really can hold back. Even after so many years of divorce, there haven't been any scandals."
Feng Shuxian snorted, "Do you think our Feng family is like your Zhu family, dishonest?"
Zhu Bo said, embarrassed and annoyed, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who's being dishonest?"
Feng Shuxian was too lazy to dwell on the past. She picked up her phone, leaned on her cane, and went back to her room.
*
When He Qiaoyun and her sisters finished singing, it was already 10:30 p.m.
Several of the women drank too much and were picked up by their husbands or boyfriends. She had a decent alcohol tolerance, which she honed when she was younger and negotiating business deals with Xu Hui.
After saying goodbye to her sisters, she wandered aimlessly. Even though it was already 10:30, there were still quite a few pedestrians on the street.
But as time went by, fewer and fewer pedestrians appeared on the road.
She didn't want to go back to the villa or disturb her daughter, so she went into a hotel.
The hotel is decorated in a very luxurious style, with exquisite Chinese-style landscaping and carvings.
These days, only those with money opt for Chinese style, because unlike other minimalist styles, which only require a fraction of the features of Chinese style, Chinese style not only needs various expensive carvings, but more importantly, it needs large areas with the aesthetic beauty of blank space.
Clearly, the hotel's lobby is large enough, with a very high ceiling.
She hesitated for a moment, but still mustered her courage and walked to the front desk of the lobby.
No matter how beautiful the scenery is, how much will it cost to stay one night? Earning money is for enjoying life. Thinking this way, she immediately felt relieved.
The hotel receptionist glanced at her, noticing her simple attire and lack of luxury items, and looked at her with a hint of disdain.
You know, the people who stay at their hotel are at least carrying a Coach bag.
"Madam, the price for our double room today is two thousand per night."
He Qiaoyun was startled by the price and could also hear the disdain in the receptionist's tone.
This price is indeed expensive. If you take away a zero, you can book a double room elsewhere.
However, she doesn't lack those two thousand yuan.
She said, "Um, I want to book a double room. I didn't bring my ID card. Can I use an electronic ID card?"
The receptionist didn't respond. Instead, she stared at her for a while and said in a mocking tone, "Ma'am, it's two thousand a night, not two hundred or twenty. Are you planning to use the key card to catch your lover cheating in the elevator? You're thinking of booking and then canceling? We don't allow cancellations here. If you cause a scene later, it will be very embarrassing."
He Qiaoyun frowned and said seriously, "I'm not here to catch someone cheating; I'm just checking in."
The receptionist glanced at her nails casually, not really wanting to talk to her, and said indifferently, "Ma'am, even if you're not here to catch someone cheating, you can't stay at our hotel. You should check out that little inn next door; it's less than two hundred yuan."
The implication is clear: she doesn't deserve to live here.
He Qiaoyun was immediately displeased and was about to ask her to call the manager to argue when a man in a suit and tie walked out and reprimanded the receptionist, "Lucy, what kind of attitude is this!"