They were so intimate, right in front of him!

"Su Sijin, have you no shame? You've disgraced the Wu family..." But as soon as the words left her mouth, she realized that her mother was still behind her, so she immediately put on a magnanimous act.

"Sir, thank you for bringing my wife home. She's home now, you can go."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab Si Jin and hug her.

But Song Linyuan is 190cm tall, while he is 173cm, so they couldn't even touch each other. Instead, he looked like a clown being made a fool of, which was ridiculous and laughable.

Wu Chengyu grew anxious, his face turning ashen as he glared at Si Jin: "Come down here and kneel down to apologize to our mother, or don't blame me for taking action!"

"Su Sijin, let me tell you, outsiders will always be outsiders. If you don't come down now, you'll be in big trouble once he leaves!"

That's how the original owner was. She didn't have the strength to hit anyone, so she was constantly threatened into doing laundry and cooking. She even looked down on the servants in the house.

He tried calling the police, but the Wu family mother and son would change their attitude every time they met with the police, as if they were afraid that the original owner would record the conversation and they wouldn't even give him his phone.

They had always tried to mold their young master, who had studied abroad from a young age, received higher education, and had a good business sense, into a stay-at-home husband.

You must understand the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, and always put Wu Chengyu first.

Si Jin moved, as if she wanted to reach out and touch Wu Chengyu.

Upon seeing this, the mama's boy was overjoyed—he knew it! Su Sijin had difficulty walking and dared not disobey him.

Fine, as long as he obediently apologizes to his mother and returns the money, he can barely be allowed to kneel in the ancestral hall for two hours less.

Song Linyuan saw through Si Jin's intention and gently lowered him down a little.

Si Jin casually picked up a vase from the side, and with a crash—

The smile on Wu Chengyu's face broke open.

A shard of porcelain pierced his cheek, sending a sharp pain through him. Wu Chengyu yelled, "This is outrageous! How dare a disabled wife hit her husband!"

"I really didn't expect this! Young Master Su, you have such poor manners, don't you understand that your husband is your everything? You fucking..."

Bang--

Song Linyuan kicked the person out the door and then elegantly closed the door.

She turned around and put Si Jin down, then reached out and stroked his ear: "Something was chattering and disturbing Young Master's rest. Are you feeling better now?"

"It's alright." Si Jin glanced at Wu's mother, who was still standing there in shock, and smiled. "As long as it's quiet, everything will be fine."

"I'm hungry, let's get something to eat."

"Yes, young master."

Just as Song Linyuan was about to leave, Si Jin stopped him and pointed to Wu's mother beside him: "I want her to go."

Wu Chengyu was beaten, and Wu's mother was too busy caring about her son to pay attention to Si Jin.

She turned and walked towards the door, but after taking only two steps, she suddenly felt a chill on her ear. A sharp fruit knife shot out from behind her, passing right through her hair and past her face.

It slashed through her face, which was thicker than a city wall, and finally, with a "thud," it slammed into the door.

"Mother-in-law?" Si Jin leaned against the edge of the coffee table, propping her head up with one hand and playing with a second fruit knife. "Didn't you say that the Wu family values ​​family harmony the most?"

"I've been busy all day, what's wrong with you, a freeloader, cooking me a meal? Trying to run away?"

When...did he learn how to throw knives...?

Wu's mother swallowed hard, and when she turned around, tears of terror were already welling up in her eyes.

"Okay, I'll make it for you."

Damn it! Su Sijin has really gotten to know things!

She'll go along with him tonight, and once that man leaves, she'll beat the paralyzed man into a complete vegetable!

After Wu's mother went into the kitchen, Si Jin asked Song Linyuan to go upstairs to change his clothes.

Although he didn't have any clothes that fit, Song Linyuan should be able to fit into a large-sized pajama set. He couldn't keep wandering around in an antique outfit.

When everyone left, she noticed something and asked, tilting her head, "Why is your hem wet, but your sleeves are dry?"

Even if the sleeves dried on the road, they couldn't dry this quickly.

But being held, he didn't feel the slightest bit of coldness; on the contrary, he felt warm.