Chapter 312 Curing Father

On Friday afternoon, after Liang Yizhi finished explaining his official business, Ji Ying set off with him to Qiquan Villa.

The Shen family used a minivan, but Xu Zhaoheng had to work overtime, so he didn't go.

The two families finally met in the lobby of Qiquan Villa.

To be precise, Ji Ying and Liang Yizhi arrived first and were checking in when Shen Jingxiu and the others arrived.

From afar, Grandpa Shen recognized Ji Ying at a glance.

He snorted from his ox-like nostrils, "Isn't this supposed to be a top-tier private resort? How come just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can get in?"

Shen Jingxiu glanced at him, but instead of refuting him, he went along with it, saying, "Indeed, look at all these people coming and going; there are quite a few with accents from other places. Sigh..."

He deliberately let out a soft sigh.

"I'm afraid that the cultural heritage and style of Beijing will still need to be maintained and safeguarded by people like you who are born and raised here with impeccable political credentials."

Upon hearing this, Madam Shen glanced at him in surprise.

She knew her husband had never been a regionalist, but she didn't know why he would agree with the old man and say such things today.

These words do indeed carry the weight of "praise to death".

Old Master Shen suddenly felt a heavy responsibility to maintain the "purity of Beijing," and filled with boundless pride and confidence, he leaned on his cane and charged aggressively towards Ji Ying.

Just as Ji Ying received the room key, she heard Old Master Shen's voice from behind her.

"Ji Ying, you murderer who killed my granddaughter, what right do you have to be here?"

His voice was loud, attracting the attention of passersby and people resting in the lobby.

Liang Yizhi pulled Ji Ying to his side.

The reason they didn't stand up for her was because Shen Jingxiu was there. For Old Master Shen to act so recklessly, he must have his own purpose.

He only needs to prevent the old man from harming Ji Ying.

Ji Ying looked puzzled. "Qiquan Manor is open for business, and any law-abiding citizen is welcome. But I'd like to ask, is the 'qualification' you're referring to based on age, or... the degree of unreasonable behavior?"

Old Master Shen was stunned by her words, and pointed at her nose, saying, "Don't be arrogant. Aizhu's soul will bless me with health and longevity, and let me see the end of you, you wicked devil."

At this point, a waiter came forward to mediate the fight.

Old Master Shen became even angrier.

He immediately turned his finger, pointed it at the waiter's nose, and asked sternly, "Who are you? What are you doing here? Are you a local of Beijing? If not, what are you doing here? You're a scoundrel who can't distinguish right from wrong, you're tarnishing the bloodline of Beijing and wasting the resources of Beijing. Get out of here!"

A nearby customer couldn't stand it anymore and said, "How can you talk like that, old man? What's wrong with being from out of town?"

Old Master Shen, accustomed to being high and mighty all his life, couldn't tolerate anyone criticizing him, and immediately launched a full-scale attack.

“You bunch of poor, out-of-town pigs, you can’t survive. If you come to Beijing to beg for food, you should at least have some sense. A beggar should act like a beggar, don’t just whine and haw at me.”

Some customers were very dissatisfied and called the police.

Madam Shen nudged Shen Jingxiu's arm and said softly, "Dad is being very rude. Aren't you going to talk to him?"

Shen Jingxiu raised an eyebrow. "You go if you want. I can't afford to lose face like this."

Madam Shen turned to look at Shen Ruofu, only to see her adopted daughter with her head down, leaning close to Shen Jingxiu's wheelchair, clearly unwilling to persuade the old man.

Madam Shen, of course, also had her pride, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Almost simultaneously, Shen Jingxiu's wheelchair slid backward a short distance.

The police arrived in less than 5 minutes.

Old Master Shen's mouth was still babbling away.

"Whose son is this? Does he have any mental health issues?" a policeman asked loudly, looking around the hall.

"Who are you calling mentally ill!"

Grandpa Shen was furious and shoved the policeman.

The police reacted quickly, immediately grabbing his wrist and subduing him with ease. Their voices grew increasingly stern, "Please cooperate with law enforcement! Whose elderly person is this?"

The Shen family members all turned their faces away, and no one answered.

Grandpa Shen was even angrier, but he was restrained by the police and couldn't move.

"I'm over seventy years old, I'm exempt from the law! My grandson-in-law is Liang..."

"Don't call me 'Mom'!" Ji Ying interrupted him immediately, not letting him say Liang Yizhi's name. "Assaulting a police officer is a serious crime. Even if you call me 'Dad,' it won't do you any good!"

“Your daughter is so filial, that will ensure you get to ride in a police car for free. We all saw you hit a policeman, so you'll be punished for at least ten days,” Ji Ying said.

Old Master Shen was speechless on the spot.

The police officer said sternly, "Everyone is equal before the law. You'd better come with us. Please cooperate!"

As they spoke, they helped the sprightly old man, Mr. Shen, onto the police car, one on each side.

Shen Jingxiu turned to look at the driver who had come with him, "The old man will probably be detained for a while this time. Go and send his own luggage to the police station."

The driver went to take care of it.

Liang Yizhi, carrying his luggage in one hand and with his arm around Ji Ying's shoulder in the other, was heading to his room.

Seeing this, Madam Shen stepped forward and asked gently, "Yizhi, which room do you want to stay in? Jingxiu has prepared three suites, but only one of them has a hot spring."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Ruofu stepped forward and looked at the room key with the hot spring logo in Ji Ying's hand, saying, "As children, we should be filial. Of course, the room with the hot spring should be given to our parents."

She cleverly and subtly outmaneuvered Ji Ying, demonstrating both her filial piety and her ability to outmaneuver her.

Madam Shen smiled and was about to smooth things over by saying, "It's fine for the young couple to stay here," when Ji Ying coldly replied, "Keep the big principles for Miss Shen to learn. This is a room type we upgraded ourselves, so how you live here is none of your business."

Shen Ruofu's smile froze instantly, and she almost blurted out, "The hot spring suites here are always in high demand and need to be booked well in advance. The day Dad tried to book, there were no rooms with hot springs left, and he only managed to get one through connections. How could you possibly upgrade on the spot?"

Ji Ying's lips curled into a faint sneer as she glanced at Liang Yizhi beside her, her tone carrying a hint of self-righteous arrogance.

"If my husband's reputation isn't even effective in Beijing, wouldn't that be a slap in the face to the entire Beijing social circle?"

Shen Ruofu was speechless for a moment, standing there like a clown.

"Teacher Shen, Yingying and I are going to put our luggage away. We'll meet at the health spring after dinner."

After saying goodbye, Liang Yizhi left with Ji Ying.

In the end, Shen Ruofu was assigned the ordinary suite without a hot spring, as expected.

But she didn't mind that her plan had failed.

As long as he maintains his "good girl" persona and as long as Madam Shen still likes him, he still has a trump card and a chance to deal with Ji Ying.

Back in her room, she locked the door, walked to the dressing mirror, and slowly took off her clothes.

In the mirror, the bruises on his body from Ji Ying's beating had almost completely disappeared.

She still had a lot to do before Pang Xiao arrived.

Soaking in the hot spring was a good opportunity to show that she had been bullied by Ji Ying, to arouse Madam Shen's sympathy, and to let Shen Jingxiu see Ji Ying's true colors. However, the body in front of her was too "perfect".

Just then, the doorbell rang; it was the waiter delivering dinner.

She opened the door and saw a young male waiter standing outside. A glint of light flashed in her eyes.

"Madam, your medicinal meal set meal is ready. Please enjoy."

The male waiter had set out dinner for her and was about to leave, but Shen Ruofu stopped him.

She took out her hand and slipped 200 yuan into the other person's hand.

"Come and hit me."

The waiter, who had never heard of such a request before, widened his eyes. "I can split a durian with my bare hands, are you serious?"