"Sober up so quickly?" she murmured.

The candies, malted milk powder, biscuits, and pastries that were placed on the cabinet were all gone, along with the Moutai that the Yao family had brought when they came to visit.

Yao Huixian snorted.

Even after drinking too much, he still remembered to go to his eldest son's house. That's really infuriating.

I don't know how important it is, but I didn't go yesterday, I didn't go tomorrow, I had to go today.

Yao Huixian frowned slightly, her eyes flickering.

She went to take a look too.

Anyway, I have nothing to do this afternoon.

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"He Meng, what are you doing here?"

Qin Jinye had just put down his bags when he saw a familiar figure emerge from the west wing. He rubbed his eyes, thinking he had just drunk too much at noon and his vision was blurry.

Shouldn't that damned woman He Meng be in Jiangcheng? How did she end up in Beijing?

"This is my son's house, why can't I stay here?"

"You're allowed to come, but I can't?"

"How dare you!"

He Meng's temper flared instantly upon hearing his tone.

The grievances I suffered at the hands of my son and daughter-in-law these past two days have finally found an outlet.

Lin Xiaoxiao went to open the door when she heard the noise, and when she saw Qin Jinye, she was ready to watch the show. Sure enough, He Meng never disappointed her.

The two of them were like firecrackers the moment they met, ready to explode at the slightest provocation.

He Meng launched the first attack, but Qin Jinye was in no way inferior.

"Are you sick? Did you just come from the clinic?"

"Like a mad dog, cursing at anyone it sees, what kind of manners is that?"

"You still know that Yu Shen is your son? I thought you didn't. For the past twenty years, didn't you always see him as a burden and wish you could get rid of him?"