Fu Baozhen wanted to pry open her brother's head to see what was inside.

Fu Baozhen: "Are you out of your mind? What's wrong with admitting your own father's faults? He definitely has something good in his hands!"

Things are different now than they were back then; those things are no longer undesirable.

Can't you use your brain for once?

You're currently unemployed, yet you still crave good food and drinks.

You eat and drink well, where do you get the money?

The little money your mom gives you is incredibly stingy.

You could be growing up and easily coaxing him into giving you money. Where's your head? You dare mention Su Zhaohai!

Fu Lei: "And don't talk about me, who did you marry? Doesn't she have the surname Su?"

Fu Baozhen wanted to slap her younger brother, but she managed to hold back.

"Stop saying useless things. Since Su Zhaohai is so good to you, why don't you ask him to help you find out who his house actually went to?" Fu Baozhen said.

The second "he" refers to Lao Zeng.

She didn't want to call this smelly, hard-as-a-stone person "Dad."

Fu Baozhen didn't hear her brother's reply. She asked angrily, "Did you hear me?"

Fu Lei replied impatiently, "I know!"

Fu Baozhen wanted to say more, but fearing her younger brother would resent her and throw another tantrum, she swallowed the rest of her words. She took a deep breath and changed her approach. "You're not young anymore. In a few years, when you're looking for a partner and getting married, you won't have a house. You should know the difficulties that come with it, just like I have."

Fu Lei thought his sister's words were somewhat reasonable, and he nodded. He didn't want to end up like his sister, living such a miserable life.

But he still didn't want to go see Su Zhaohai. He'd rather have his mother ask him.

Su Zhaohai is truly unlucky to have raised two scoundrel sons. Otherwise, would he have ended up in this situation? He wouldn't be without any backing now.

Fu Baozhen was in a particularly bad mood after the siblings separated.

Her mother felt that Fu Lei was her father's only son, and that her father's behavior was just a way to vent his anger from back then. So let it drag on like this; how old is that man? Can he even have another son?

Before her father's accident, Fu Baozhen was very happy and didn't pay attention to these things.

But based on her memories and her father's current attitude, she felt that it was true that her father didn't want to acknowledge them, rather than that he wanted to control them.

Because his father always kept his word.

Fu Baozhen brought her younger brother along hoping to increase their standing in their father's eyes. It seems it didn't work.

…

When Shen Changchuan learned of this, he could only feel sorry for Old Zeng; his children were truly beyond redemption.

Today he brought some of Lao Zeng's favorite foods, and also to let him know that he might be very busy lately and probably won't be coming for a long time.

Old Zeng saw Shen Changchuan out, and he wanted to say a few words of comfort to Old Zeng.

Is Lao Zeng someone who needs comforting?

He stroked Yueyue's head. "Yueyue, what will happen if Great-Grandpa gets too old to walk?"

“Then I’ll take you out to sunbathe every day,” Yueyue said.

"Do you look down on me?" Old Zeng asked.

“I don’t mind, Grandpa Great-Grandpa, I’ll take care of you in your old age.” Yueyue answered decisively.

Old Zeng has asked this question many times, and Yueyue has answered it very skillfully.

Shen Changchuan: "You old bastard!"

"...I'm already home, are you still going to follow me?" It was Song Yan's third aunt's voice.

"No, I... I just think you're carrying too much stuff," a man's voice said.

My aunt tried to close the door, but the person kept pushing it open.

"I don't know you. Please leave immediately," Auntie said coldly.

"We're already at your house, aren't you going to invite me in for a bit?" The man was still blocking the door, preventing Auntie from closing it.

Yueyue wanted to release the white frost, but Lao Zeng grabbed her.

Di Jianjun rushed over and pushed the man quite far out the door.

"Why are you still hitting me?" the man said.

“If I don’t know you, should I invite you in as an honored guest?” Shen Changchuan stepped forward and said.

Di Jianjun was tall and imposing, and looked like someone you couldn't mess with; he was the kind of person you couldn't beat.

Shen Changchuan possessed an imposing aura, an intimidating presence that could force people to back down without him even speaking.

“I…we know each other…” the man said.

"She said she doesn't know him, and that's what she means."

"If you dare to come again, I can go to your workplace and ask your superiors." Shen Changchuan looked very imposing in his military uniform.

The man glanced at Auntie San and left reluctantly.

“Third Aunt, I’ve seen him before!” Yueyue said.

Auntie nodded. "Our Yueyue has such a good memory. He has been to our house before. It was his son who knocked over my things."

Aunt Liu Moxian really didn't know how this person could act so familiar with her after just one meeting. This was the second time already, and what's worse, he even wanted to come into her house.

Shen Changchuan: So it's that bastard's father! Shen Changchuan is still angry about what happened last time!

Shen Changchuan: "Yueyue! If he dares to come in again next time, you can let Bai Shuang deal with him."

Don't worry, Grandpa Shen is here!

"Okay!" Yueyue answered crisply.

Third Aunt Liu Moxian frowned, her expression clearly showing her anger, "How could you teach your child like that!"

Song Yan finally managed to restrain Yueyue, so she stopped using Bai Shuang to scare people all the time.

"Huh?" Shen Changchuan didn't expect Song Yan's third aunt to be so angry.

Shen Changchuan: Shen Ruomei said that Song Yan's third aunt has never married. That man from earlier... could it be?

"Then...then..." Shen Changchuan didn't know what to say. He had gone a bit too far in teaching Yueyue just now. "Yueyue, what Grandpa said just now wasn't quite right either."

"It's fine to keep unfamiliar people out, right?"

Yueyue snorted.

Yueyue: You're such a grown-up, going back on your word so soon. Yueyue dragged her great-grandfather back into the house.

Shen Changchuan: "Did I make you angry?"

Auntie couldn't help but laugh again; Yueyue is such a clever little thing.