Li Shaojie didn't expect Du Wenting to be so persistent. "What are you saying? What do you mean we're all disgusting?"

Xu Keke: "Then let me ask you, last night you told me and your parents to go home first, what time did you drink with them at the restaurant until?"

Li Shaojie was taken aback, not expecting her to ask this suddenly. After thinking for a moment, he honestly replied, "A little, why?"

Xu Keke: "Then why did you only get back to your room at five o'clock? Where were you in the meantime?"

Li Shaojie was surprised that Du Wenting hadn't slept at all, and hesitated before saying, "I... I drank too much, so I slept on the sofa."

Xu Keke: "You're on the sofa, so where's your sister?"

Actually, Li Shaojie didn't go back to his room last night; he slept on the sofa outside with Li Yumei.

Seeing her son's mouth agape, unable to utter a word for a long time, Lu Cuihua understood perfectly well. She couldn't help but curse Li Yumei inwardly for being such a worrywart.

“Tingting, your sister slept with us last night. Shaojie was drunk, he didn’t know.”

“Oh,” Xu Keke sneered, “Is that so? Well… Li Yumei sleeps in the same bed with her father, and she takes off her clothes at night, so her father didn’t think much of it, did he?”

"Du Wenting, your words are really harsh," Li Shaojie glared. Li Yumei wasn't his biological sister, so being spoken to like that was definitely not pleasant for Li Shaojie.

“What’s so offensive? Did your mother say that your father would overthink things if he saw you in your pajamas? Did your mother say that Li Yumei slept with them last night? Offensive? Every offensive word was said by your family. You think it’s offensive because your whole family is inherently corrupt.”

Hearing her say that, Li Shaojie could no longer hold back and instinctively clenched his fists, glaring angrily at Du Wenting.

Xu Keke glared back at him without backing down. If Li Shaojie dared to lay a hand on her, she would directly accuse him of domestic violence and kick the whole family out.

"Shaojie!" Li Guodong, who had been silent until now, saw that things were not going well and quickly raised his hand to slap his son's arm.

"This family talks like crazy, and when they get heated, it gets unpleasant. What's there to be angry about?"

As she spoke, she gave her son a meaningful look. Seeing that her son understood, she felt relieved. She turned and smiled憨厚ly.

“Tingting, it’s all your mother’s fault today. She’s the one who’s wrong. She loves to meddle in other people’s business in the village, but she never gets to the point. Nobody in the village listens to her. You’re an educated person, don’t lower yourself to her level, she’s just a blind villager.”

Xu Keke sneered, "You're funny. You didn't say anything when Li Shaojie's mother was talking about me, but now you're playing the good guy."

These words showed no respect for him as an elder, leaving him no face whatsoever. But Li Guodong, being more experienced than Li Shaojie, didn't change his expression upon hearing her words, and even continued with a forced smile, "Tingting is right. It was my fault. I shouldn't have tried to save face for your mother in front of you younger generation. I thought I could criticize and educate her when you weren't around. I was wrong."

Li Shaojie understood his father's meaning, suppressed his displeasure, and softened his expression. However, he was still uncomfortable inside. He tried to smile for a long time but couldn't manage a proper laugh. Nevertheless, his tone was much gentler.

"Tingting, that's just how my mom is. She's not very educated and she speaks her mind. Don't take it to heart. I apologize on my mom's behalf. Let it go, okay?"