Liu Xiangnian's chest kept heaving. He originally thought that Fan Qi, a girl in her early twenties, would be nervous when she heard that these pictures were to be sent to her father, and she would definitely sit down and talk with him. All he wanted was for her to accept this house. Who knew that she was like a shrew in the market, and that her grandson, who was as handsome as a jade, was paired with such a thing, which was really unfair to Zhiqian.

"Look at yourself, how can a street shrew like you be worthy of Zhiqian?" Liu Xiangnian couldn't control his anger and knocked on the table.

"You bastard, you ran into a bastard!" Fan Qi cursed in Shanghainese swear words, "Who is this bastard? Who wants to threaten me with these papers? You did something rubbish yourself, and now you're blaming me for it? Old Turtle is really good at putting accusations on others."

In Liu Xiangnian's mind, the Shanghainese dialect was the soft Wu dialect spoken by Chen Wanyin. Where had he ever heard such vulgar words? He pointed at her with a trembling finger: "What are you scolding me for?"

"Don't get me wrong! The words old turtle and old tortoise don't mean the same thing in Shanghai dialect. Old turtle means a man who has been cuckolded. Old turtle means 'an old man who is still alive is a thief.' Tell me, are you the kind of old man who makes people uncomfortable? My Cantonese is not very good, but my Shanghai dialect is very authentic, there's no way I'll make a mistake." Fan Qi said this with a beaming face, and Liu Xiangnian was so angry that he felt dizzy.

Liu Xiangnian shouted: "Don't think I won't do anything to you just because you have a baby in your belly."

"Ah Qian told me that it only takes a few minutes for you to kill someone, otherwise he wouldn't have come to Mr. Yuan. I also know that bad words come out of the mouth, but what you did is really unbearable. It's really eye-opening to see you go to such a low level. You want to kill me, it doesn't matter! Just send someone to kill me now. It doesn't matter, I will run to my grandma and great-grandpa after I die, and I want to ask Chen Jicang and Chen Wanyin, how could they be so blind to fall for a rubbish like you?"

When Fan Qi mentioned Chen Wanyin, Liu Xiangnian's irrational desire to kill this little shrew in front of him instantly stopped. He already knew that his grandson might not survive without the Fan family. According to Wanyin's personality, she would definitely value the Fan family's kindness more than anything else. What if he touched her?

If this little shrew complained to Wanyin and I went to hell, I'm afraid Wanyin would never forgive me.

"Get out!" Liu Xiangnian controlled his black eyes and pointed at the door.

Fan Qi picked up the address he had written on the table and said in a teasing tone: "Do you still want this address?"

Liu Xiangnian gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of here!"

"Okay! Then I'm leaving!"

Fan Qi tore the address into pieces in front of him and threw it into the trash can. You have to compete with her in terms of mentality. Can people with a bad mentality engage in ultra-short-term trading?

She picked up her bag, opened the door and walked out. Seeing Liao Yazhe standing across the corridor, he asked, "How are you?"

Fan Qi thought for a moment and said, "I'm fine, but Mr. Liu may not be fine."

Fan Qi saw that it was gradually getting dark outside and felt embarrassed that someone had been guarding him for so long. She said, "Whatever you want to eat, it's my treat."

"You haven't been in good spirits today, so just eat something simple here."

"Okay!" The two entered the Japanese restaurant.

Fan Qi ordered a bowl of pork bone ramen. While waiting for the noodles, Liao Yazhe couldn't control his gossipy heart: "Why did he look for you?"

"He knew that my husband went to the United States on a business trip, so he wanted to defeat me. He hoped that I would accept the house he offered and wait for my husband to come back..." Fan Qi told Liao Yazhe, the cunning man, what had just happened. It was foreseeable that this fellow would tell Feng Xueming about it tonight.

Liao Yazhe heard Lao Jiayu's explanation and laughed so hard that he pounded the table: "There is also a word called shuiyu in Cantonese, but it is completely different. It means: to find a stupid person."