Ye Qingqing's words made Old Master Lu's eyes turn cold, and Lin Shufang looked at Ye Lan with even more disgust. She had never liked Ye Lan, this sickly girl. This girl was too scheming and not as likable as the bright, healthy and carefree Qingqing.

She was right after all; this Ye Lan was no good. Humph... what right did a sickly woman who wasn't going to live long have to curse her son!

Ye Qingqing continued to curse: "Don't think that just because you have the surname Ye you're my sister. You're just a burden your mother brought over. I have absolutely no relation to you. If you dare to curse Lu Mo again, pack your bags and get out!"

"No... I didn't curse Lu Mo..." Ye Lan cried, trying to defend herself.

Ye Qingqing's sharp tongue caught Ye Lan off guard, leaving her completely unable to react. However, she knew she could never admit to cursing Lu Mo.

"Then swear to God that if you say Lu Mo can't stand up, you'll kick the bucket tomorrow!" Ye Qingqing looked at her coldly.

She was certain that Ye Lan wouldn't dare to swear an oath.

Ye Lan is more afraid of death than anyone else. She even avoids using the word "death" in her speech. She still wants to live a long and happy life with Lu Qingquan!

"I...I really didn't say those things, Qingqing, why are you framing me..." Ye Lan certainly wouldn't swear, she just cried and sobbed.

Grandpa Lu grew impatient. "Stop crying. Think before you speak in the future. Qingqing, you too, don't be so short-tempered. A young lady should be gentler!"

Although his words were accusatory, the old man smiled slightly, showing no sign of reproach.

He really liked Qingqing's fiery temper; she was outspoken, bold, and generous, much more pleasing to the eye than those timid, petty women.

"I can't be gentle. I've been like this since I was a child, and I can't change it," Ye Qingqing said to the old man in a coquettish tone.

Grandpa Lu laughed loudly, "No, no, if you change it, she won't be Qingqing anymore."

Lin Shufang also said with a smile, "I like Qingqing's temperament. She's open and honest, much better than people who hide their true feelings."

"I'm definitely fair and square. If anyone offends me, I'll slap them across the face and not let them live overnight!" Ye Qingqing joked deliberately, but her eyes were fixed on Ye Lan, whose face was getting paler and paler.

At the top of the stairs, Lu Mo's lips were tightly pressed together, his expression calm, revealing nothing of his thoughts. But he himself didn't realize that a hint of warmth had appeared in his eyes.

How could he not feel anything when a girl, especially a beautiful one, was protecting him like this?

It's not like they're truly heartless.

"Battalion Commander, your wife is really fierce! I like fierce girls!" Niu Tiedan whispered.

Lu Mo gave him a cold look, and Niu Tiedan shuddered, hurriedly explaining, "I like girls who are as fierce as my sister-in-law, no... I don't like my sister-in-law... no... I like my sister-in-law... what was I going to say again..."

Niu Tiedan's words became increasingly incoherent, and Lu Mo's gaze grew colder and colder.

"I'm not saying anything more... It's wrong no matter what I say, Battalion Commander. I'll push you back to your room and lie down." Niu Tiedan was on the verge of tears. He clearly didn't mean it that way, but saying it out loud made it sound different.

Lu Mo's lips curled up slightly; it was the first time he had smiled since his injury. Moreover, he didn't realize that he didn't find Niu Tiedan's repeated use of "sister-in-law" offensive, nor did he voice any objection.

Niu Tiedan chuckled to himself. The battalion commander was just too shy. He wouldn't admit it, but he actually liked him a lot.

He'll have to teach the battalion commander a lesson later. What's there to be embarrassed about with your own wife?