Lu Jianfeng nodded and instructed, "There's nothing to say about that kind of beast. Let Tsinghua go home directly. If there's anything to say, go to court. It's not worth wasting time with such a beast."

"good."

Lu Mo responded, glancing at Ye Qingqing who looked nervous, and became even more certain that his wife had just given his cousin a bad idea.

Feeling guilty, Ye Qingqing smiled ingratiatingly. She was worried that Lu Qinghua would be no match for Jiang Xingzhi and would end up getting herself into trouble instead.

Feeling increasingly uneasy, Ye Qingqing went upstairs with Lu Mo, and Jiang's father and mother followed.

The crackling sounds continued from the second floor, growing more intense, along with Lu Qinghua's cries. Ye Qingqing panicked, thinking that Lu Qinghua had really died and had failed to defeat Jiang Xingzhi, so she quickened her pace, trying to get past Jiang's parents.

But those two old bastards were up to no good and deliberately blocked Ye Qingqing from going up. They thought their son had the upper hand and couldn't wait for him to teach Lu Qinghua a lesson. That bitch dared to cut someone, so she should be beaten to death.

"If you don't move aside, don't blame me for being impolite!" Ye Qingqing said sharply, clearly furious.

How could there be such a wicked old woman? No wonder she raised a beast like Jiang Xingzhi. She was so angry that she wanted to push those two old bastards down the stairs.

Jiang's mother said sarcastically, "I'm old and my arms and legs aren't flexible enough to walk anymore. Besides, why are you in such a hurry? Didn't you tell me to let my son and Lu Qinghua have a proper talk, and to tell us not to bother them?"

"Only fifteen minutes have passed, not even half an hour has passed yet, what's the rush? Let them talk properly." Jiang's father glanced at his watch, his tone as sarcastic as Jiang's mother's, and the two of them deliberately stood side by side, so that even the child couldn't get in.

Ye Qingqing's face turned pale with anger, and she reached out to push the two of them away, but Lu Mo stopped her and said in a deep voice, "Then let's wait another fifteen minutes, there's no rush."

"How can you not be worried? They've already started fighting." Ye Qingqing was anxious, thinking that Lu Mo still harbored resentment towards Lu Qinghua.

Lu Mo winked at her and deliberately said, "There's no movement now, let's wait a bit longer."

The second floor suddenly became quiet again, which reassured Ye Qingqing. She trusted Lu Mo; his calm demeanor meant he had calculated that Lu Qinghua wouldn't suffer any losses. So, she decided to wait.

Ye Qingqing leaned against the wall leisurely, no longer in a hurry. Jiang's father and mother had been standing for a long time and their backs were a little sore, so they relaxed. Ye Qingqing took the opportunity to slip between the two of them and stand in front of them, standing side by side with Lu Mo.

However, she didn't rush to go up, but leaned against the wall. Jiang's parents had very sore backs, so they also leaned against the wall to rest. A few more minutes passed, and the quiet atmosphere made the two old people uneasy again.

Why isn't my son moving?

The two exchanged puzzled and uneasy glances, wanting to go up and check the situation. Ye Qingqing sneered inwardly, deliberately blocking the passage, and even mocked, "What's the rush? Half an hour hasn't passed yet. Let them have a proper talk."

Lu Mo's lips curled up slightly. It had been a long time since he had seen this girl being mischievous. He loved watching her play tricks and show off. Although he didn't say anything, he stood there unmoved, like a mountain that even a bulldozer couldn't move.

"You...you're doing this on purpose! Get out of the way..."

The second floor became even quieter, and Jiang's mother's unease grew stronger. The unique connection between mother and son made her realize that something might have happened to her son, and she pushed Ye Qingqing hard.

Jiang's father also helped push, but Lu Mo easily blocked them with one hand.