Remarrying the Crazy Crown Prince, the Qipao Beauty Stuns the Capital Circle

Song Qingyou was born with a beautiful bone structure, her appearance captivating and renowned throughout the capital. However, she had been sickly since childhood, like a precious porcelain doll, ...

Chapter 172 Explosive Personality Disorder

Song Qingyou gave Old Madam Ruan a deep look, her tone heavy: "Old Madam, I have always regarded you as family. There are some things I should not say, but I still have to remind you."

Madam Ruan raised her eyes.

Song Qingyou said in a low voice, "Miss Ruan is willing to give up 15% of Ruan's shares for a man today, but what about tomorrow? Fu Wenzhou respects you two, so naturally he won't want the empire you two worked so hard to build, but what about others? What if Ruan Yinyin falls for someone else tomorrow, then the Ruan family..."

She deliberately left her words unfinished, her eyes deep and thoughtful: "Grandma Ruan, do you still remember my mother?"

Madam Ruan was immediately shocked.

Of course she remembered Song Ning; she had watched that child grow up.

Unfortunately, he later married the wrong person and handed over all of the Song family's property to an ungrateful wretch.

Isn't Song Ning from back then just like Ruan Yinyin today?!

With this cautionary tale before her, Old Madam Ruan trembled with anger. She couldn't imagine what would happen if the Ruan family's property fell into the hands of an outsider!

Of her three grandsons, one was sickly, one was lame, and one was mentally challenged.

If she were to encounter someone like Song Yuan, wouldn't the Ruan family's legacy built over so many years be handed over to someone else?

Madam Ruan was terrified, but she didn't show it on her face, as did Master Ruan.

She said, "There's no reason for outsiders to discuss matters concerning my Ruan family. If there's nothing else, you may leave."

Having achieved her goal for the day, Song Qingyou had no intention of staying any longer. After bidding farewell to Madam Ruan and Grandpa Ruan, she left with Fu Wenzhou.

In the hospital ward.

Ruan Yinyin tried her best to shout, but couldn't utter a single syllable.

She didn't understand why Fu Wenzhou and that bitch Song Qingyou were being let off so easily!

Just because it can cure Ruan Zhi's illness? Does Ruan Zhi only matter in his grandparents' eyes? He almost got disfigured! And they just let it go like that!

Madam Ruan comforted her, saying kind words: "Yinyin, just bear with this grievance today. It's for your brother's sake. He's been suffering from illness for so long, and he's still so young. Just consider it as saving your brother's life, okay?"

Grandpa Ruan sighed and said, "Yinyin, what's so great about Fu Wenzhou? He's just a madman. It's not worth it for you to do this for him. Listen to your grandfather, don't provoke them anymore."

Ruan Yinyin was furious, feeling as if her chest was about to explode. She raised her finger and pointed at Old Madam Ruan and Old Master Ruan, glaring at them fiercely, and managed to utter a single syllable: "You..."

However, her throat was damaged, and her voice sounded unpleasant and dry.

Ruan Mingchen pushed the wheelchair in and, seeing Ruan Yinyin's disrespectful behavior, said coldly, "Ruan Yinyin, haven't you made enough of a scene yet?"

Ruan Yinyin stared wide-eyed in astonishment, unable to believe that her family was turning against her. She screamed "Ahhh!" as if she had been stimulated.

Ruan Mingchen frowned, his gaze sweeping over Ruan Yinyin before turning to the two elders of the Ruan family: "Don't believe everything you hear from others."

His words seemed to come out of nowhere, but the two elders of the Ruan family naturally understood that Ruan Mingchen was referring to the shares that Song Qingyou had mentioned at the end.

The two elderly people remained silent and did not utter a sound.

On the bus.

Fu Wenzhou stared at Song Qingyou casually, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Song Qingyou raised an eyebrow slightly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Fu Wenzhou lifted his eyelids slightly, his tone languid and slightly irreverent: "Sister is so naughty."

Song Qingyou: "..."

"I love it so much." Fu Wenzhou chuckled softly, his voice deep and sexy.

His little darling is really a little fox.

First, make your position clear and clarify whether it is right or wrong. Then, use politeness to make the Ruan family elders realize that they are in the wrong. After gradually breaking down their defenses, you start to use subtle tactics.

Before the subtle threat had even worn off, they quietly set another trap for Ruan Yinyin.

Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will grow into a towering tree.

Even if the Ruan family elders don't take back Ruan Yinyin's shares today, whatever Ruan Yinyin does in the future will attract their attention. Eventually, either Ruan Yinyin or the Ruan family elders will be unable to bear it, and the shares in Ruan Yinyin's hands will eventually be taken back.

As for Ruan Yinyin, she believes that the Ruan family chose her younger brother and abandoned her, and this resentment in her heart can never be eliminated.

Given Ruan Yinyin's spoiled nature, once that mouth is healed, it will be the beginning of chaos and turmoil in the Ruan family.

No one can tolerate someone constantly causing trouble and throwing tantrums, not even their own granddaughter.

At that time, Ruan Yinyin, who has been spoiled since childhood, will end up with nothing.

This shows an extreme understanding of human nature.

Fu Wenzhou glanced at Song Qingyou's beautiful profile with a half-smile, growing more and more fond of her the more he looked.

His wife is really smart.

I must be incredibly lucky to have married Youyou.

Song Qingyou rolled down the car window, and her sweet voice, along with the sound of the wind, entered Fu Wenzhou's ears.

"Physical pain won't teach you a lesson. If you want others to stop bothering you, just keep them busy."

Fu Wenzhou nodded in agreement: "Youyou is right."

Song Qingyou lifted her eyelids and glanced at him sideways: "Fu Wenzhou, this is the last time I'm telling you this."

"Hmm?" Fu Wenzhou leaned closer, resting his head on Song Qingyou's shoulder, his long arms encircling her completely.

Song Qingyou tapped his chest with her slender white fingers, her voice gentle: "You're not allowed to lay a hand on him again."

Fu Wenzhou was silent for a moment, then raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why use words when you can use your hands?"

Just beat them into submission.

We'll beat them every time they come, let's see if they dare to come again next time.

Song Qingyou's gaze was focused: "You may have explosive personality disorder. It's an illness, and you need to get treatment."

Fu Wenzhou: ...

His expression gradually calmed down, and his eyes looked somewhat blank: "What?"

Song Qingyou said, "You can't control your temper and the violent tendencies in your body. This is a mental illness. If it's not treated, it will get worse and worse. So you have to come with me to a mental hospital."

Song Qingyou said these words after some mental preparation. As a doctor, she had long suspected that Fu Wenzhou might not be mentally stable, but she thought she was overthinking it.

Because Fu Wenzhou listens to her very much, and a person with explosive personality disorder will not listen when they have an episode.

This was Song Qingyou's previous idea.

But after seeing the video this morning, her thoughts changed; Fu Wenzhou's current situation was clearly not optimistic.