Jiang Yao remained motionless, her mind blank.

In front of Fu Xiuyu, she was like a mouse before a cat, nodding blankly, completely unaware of what she had said: "I... my surname is Jiang, I..."

"Ha, Miss Jiang?" Fu Xiuyu sneered, "You're really something, bewitching my son while seducing Huo Zhiyan!"

"What?" Huo Zhiyan raised one eyebrow and chuckled dryly. "Auntie, you've got it wrong, haven't you? This bitch has been following me all along. Your son can forget about it!"

"Shut up!"

Fu Xiuyu was furious and swung her golf club at Huo Zhiyan!

Huo Zhiyan didn't expect her to be serious. She didn't have time to dodge and was hit hard on the calf by the stick, instantly feeling excruciating pain!

"Damn it! You old woman, how dare you hit me..."

"ah!"

As a result, he got hit on the head again!

Fu Xiuyu was a Taekwondo master when she was young, and even in her old age, she is still no match for Huo Zhiyan.

She was furious when she remembered how the two of them had schemed against Huo Zhixing. She not only hit Huo Zhiyan, but also swung at Jiang Yao... Jiang Yao was stunned. The golf club hit her shoulder hard, and she fell to her knees in pain, wincing.

"Shameless couple! They even dared to scheme against my son behind my back!"

"Don't you even know who I am!"

Fu Xiuyu fought with great passion and exuded a powerful aura.

The bodyguards usually had a lot of grudges against Huo Zhiyan because of his temper. Now that Fu Xiuyu was causing trouble here, they took advantage of the opportunity to "not dare to interfere" and turned a blind eye, standing guard at the door as if they couldn't hear the commotion inside.

The living room was filled with Huo Zhiyan's cursing, Jiang Yao's cries, and the sounds of various valuable ornaments shattering on the ground.

The bodyguards at the door exchanged glances, their faces expressionless, and continued guarding the gate.

Only after Fu Xiuyu finished fighting did the bodyguards symbolically run in to stop her, then respectfully escorted her out, with some even carrying her handbag and coat.

Fu Xiuyu straightened her clothes, looking dashing and spirited, and gave a light sneer as she looked at the two men with bruised and swollen faces.

She threw the golf club on the ground and said sarcastically, "Huo Zhiyan, don't think I don't know what kind of trouble you're causing in Yangcheng! Although I'm divorced from Huo Zhanpeng, I'm still Zhixing's mother! If you dare to mess with my son, I'll beat you every time I see you, until I kill you!"

Huo Zhiyan covered one side of her face, which was swollen and missing a tooth, and pointed at Fu Xiuyu, muttering something under her breath.

Jiang Yao hid under the table, trembling with fear, her body covered in wounds.

Fu Xiuyu glanced at her, gritting her teeth: "I really didn't expect you to dare betray Zhixing! A woman like you doesn't deserve so much from him. From now on, you can never appear in front of him again!"

After saying that, she strode out of Yan Garden.

The bodyguards escorted her all the way to the gate.

The living room was a mess. Huo Zhiyan cursed a few times and hysterically shouted for the servants to fetch a doctor.

Jiang Yao was completely bewildered, not knowing when she had offended this female devil!

"Get out of here!" Huo Zhiyan finally shouted out a clear sentence, "Damn it, ever since I met you, this bitch, I haven't had a single day of peace!"

...

Fu Xiuyu felt much better after venting her anger. Cen Bo hurried over to greet her, and she smiled and told him directly, "I hit Huo Zhiyan."

Cen Bo was taken aback.

"If Old Master Huo asks, just tell the truth: it was I, Fu Xiuyu, who did it! Don't implicate others!"

Cen Bo was both amused and exasperated.

It seems that the Third Young Master's temperament is 100% inherited from the Fu family genes.

"President Fu," Cen Bo asked respectfully, "Shall we return to Xingyuan now?"

"Let's go back."

"Madam and Miss Zhixin are also here..."

Fu Xiuyu's brow furrowed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.

It's been a long time since then, so let it go.

She smiled gently, nodded to Uncle Cen, and nimbly got into the car.

Back at the residence, as soon as I entered the living room, I saw two people sitting on the sofa.

Huo Zhixin hurriedly stood up, paused for a moment, and timidly called out, "Hello, Auntie..."

Fu Xiuyu looked at Wang Meiyun indifferently.

Wang Meiyun put down her teacup, smiled, and stood up to greet her, "Sister Yu, it's been a long time!"

"It's been a long time." Fu Xiuyu looked her up and down. "The last time we met was when I divorced Huo Zhanpeng, wasn't it?"

Wang Meiyun's smile froze, and after a long while she managed to force a smile and say, "Sister Yu, the thing back then... well, when I met Zhanpeng, I didn't know he was getting a divorce from you."

“I’m a straightforward person, I say what I think.” Wang Meiyun coughed twice. “If I had known he wasn’t divorced back then, I definitely wouldn’t have dated him! But Huo Zhanpeng didn’t tell me anything, and I’ve been taking the blame for so many years!”

“Yes,” Fu Xiuyu gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, “So that coward Huo Zhanpeng…whoever marries him is doomed!”

"Oh, Sister Yu," Wang Meiyun said excitedly, "we've finally reached a consensus on this point!"

Huo Zhixin smiled awkwardly and gave her mother a wink.

"Oh, right, right..." Wang Meiyun immediately switched the channel back, "I have something important to discuss with you today, um... Zhixing has someone he likes, her name is..."

"Isn't that Miss Jiang?" Fu Xiuyu said in a deep voice, "I've already met her!"

"What?" Wang Meiyun's eyes widened.

"Ha, that woman is so pretentious and shameless!" Fu Xiuyu was furious at the mention of it. "What's wrong with Zhixing? How could he be so infatuated with a woman like that!"

Wang Meiyun was speechless for a long time; now it was her turn to be dizzy and disoriented.

"Sister Yu," she asked tentatively, "you...you met Jiang Can? Are you sure?"

“That’s right, it’s the one surnamed Jiang!” Fu Xiuyu glared at her. “Wang Meiyun, do you think I’m so old that I can’t even recognize people?”

"Ha, you were bad at judging people when you were young, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to marry Huo Zhanpeng!"

“You…” Fu Xiuyu was actually put in a bad position in front of her.

"Hey, now's not the time to discuss our grudges! You really saw Jiang Can, didn't you?"

"Do you think there are many other people with the surname Jiang in the Huo family?"

Wang Meiyun frowned and exchanged a glance with Huo Zhixin.

Neither of them knew that Huo Zhiyan had a Jiang Yao, so they found the whole thing particularly strange.

"To be honest, Sister Yu," Wang Meiyun looked at her, "I've met that Miss Jiang before, and I really like her! I believe you'll like her too if you meet her!"

"I'm afraid you've been deceived by her too, haven't you?" Fu Xiuyu sneered. "Indeed, you dared to marry Huo Zhanpeng, so who else could you possibly recognize?"

“You…” Wang Meiyun pointed at her, biting her lip.

Fu Xiuyu stretched, gave her a light smile, and slowly strolled upstairs to catch up on her sleep.

Wang Meiyun walked out of the courtyard and immediately took out her phone:

"Hey, Zhixing... your mom said she's already met Miss Jiang, and she didn't like her at all, and... she said a lot of nasty things. Is there some misunderstanding?"