Chapter 545: Survival in the Wilderness - Mr. Lu

In the evening.

Yang Yuhao learned what happened in the afternoon from his bodyguard, but he remained silent.

I read a few pages of a book in the evening and prepared to go to bed.

The person who caused the trouble began to test the waters instead.

Yang Yuhao didn't want to tell her what had happened. It was her own fault for offending Zhong Jiasheng and being retaliated against.

What he was worried about was whether the fire would burn him.

The relationship between the two had already been torn apart, and now with Lu Peirong's catastrophizing, the conflict became even more prominent.

He sneered and glanced at her sideways, "If you can't be a good wife, at least don't cause trouble everywhere. Put aside your surname and the title of the eldest lady of the Yang family, who will pay more attention to you when you go out?"

Lu Peirong stopped wiping her face, peeked at his eyebrows and eyes in the mirror, and her gaze finally fell on his cold eyes.

"A week ago you were arguing with people everywhere, and I didn't point it out to you, but you went even further out of line."

"This is the second time. If you cause trouble again, I will ask you to go back to where you came from."

Yang Yuhao didn't save any face when he said this, and every word he said was serious.

With such a wife, he would be ruined by her before he could even share the spoils.

"You want to divorce me? Not only do you not help me with a small matter, but you also want to push me out. Is there any husband like you?"

Lu Peirong's heart trembled at his last few words. She turned her head to look at the man leaning against the head of the bed, her tone restrained yet questioning.

"I'm asking you, do you have someone outside?"

Yang Yuhao suddenly laughed, "Sure enough, you are not a good wife."

It's really disgusting that an idiot can ask such a question.

Lu Peirong's eyes were stung by his smile, and her handsome features and internal organs were all cold. She no longer concealed her anger and suddenly exploded.

"Yang Yuhao, you despicable villain, how dare you do something behind my back when I was married to you for such a short time? Who is that woman?"

"Tell me! Who is she? She is more like a good wife than me. You like her so much, why did you marry me?"

"It's only been so long since you broke your promise to me when you proposed to me? Do you still have a conscience?"

She vented out all her pent-up resentment and anger, saying it all out loud.

Lu Peirong knew why he married her, and she thought that being his wife would satisfy her.

But she gradually became more and more greedy. Being a wife was not enough, she also wanted Yang Yuhao to like her.

…

The woman's roar was so ungraceful that even the last bit of her usual beauty was gone.

There was a hint of disgust in Yang Yuhao's eyes, and he looked at her coldly as she went crazy.

After she said she was tired and started crying with her shoulders shaking, Yang Yuhao got up and went to his original room to rest.

Such an irrational idiot would only ruin everything, so she should go out less often in the future.

For the first time, he felt that the best choice was to marry a girl he liked, like Zhong Jiasheng, who came from a poor family but was sensible and stupid.

The next day dawned.

Everything seemed to be back to normal.

After breakfast, Yang Yuhao called his father-in-law, Sir Lu.

"Dad, you've been busy with work lately, so I shouldn't be distracting you by talking to you about family matters at this time.

But considering what Peirong has done during this period, I think she needs to rest more at home."

"If something like what happened yesterday happens again or is reported by reporters, it will be detrimental to the company's image and development."

Sir Lu put down the newspaper and agreed directly, "Yuhao, you decide."

In these turbulent times, the success or failure of the company's transition from the shipping industry to real estate development is at stake.

We can't let our efforts fall to waste.

After making a rational decision, Lord Lu acted like a loving father again, "Pei Rong has been spoiled by me since she was a child, and her temper is sometimes left-leaning. As her husband, you should pay more attention to her.

If she does something wrong, you should teach her well. Husbands and wives need to work together to get along for a long time."

"Dad, I know."

With the approval of his father-in-law, Yang Yuhao found it much easier to do things.

At noon that day, Lu Peirong was escorted by four bodyguards to another small island of the Yang family to recuperate.

Lu Peirong never expected that Yang Yuhao would treat her like this. How dare he?

She resisted and struggled, but the servants in the house turned a blind eye.

Eventually she was tied and gagged and sent to a backward island waiting to be developed.

The bodyguard followed the eldest young master's instructions and let Lu Peirong live a self-sufficient life on the island, and would not take her back until she had stayed there for a month.

…

As soon as Lu Peirong was sent away, the eldest wife of the Yang family went to the Zhong family in person.

Yang Ying had a pretty good relationship with her sister-in-law. After hearing her explanation, the knot in her heart finally went away.

In order not to appear petty and fussy about the younger generation, she smiled and said.

"Life on the island is hard. You have to fetch water yourself with a bucket. I don't know if Peirong can bear it."

In fact, Yang Ying was already extremely happy in her heart, but she still had to restrain her smile on her face.

"A month is too long. How about twenty days? We are also good-tempered and won't argue with our sister-in-law Peirong."

“……”What a good temper.

Mrs. Yang knew the temper of her sister-in-law's family. If the matter was not handled properly, they would bite back even if it took three, six, or nine years.

"Aying, let's do it this way. Yuhao and Jiasheng are blood relatives, so we shouldn't create rifts among our family because of an outsider."

Yang Ying understood what she meant and didn't make a fuss about it.

"Sister-in-law, how can you take the petty quarrels between the younger generations seriously?"

Lin Yiyi, who was arranged behind the screen, was like a mouse that stole honey, smiling so hard that her eyes curved into crescents. If there hadn't been a bad guy with a scary expression and a serious atmosphere, she would have definitely laughed out loud.

Zhong Jiasheng moved his thin lips and spoke to her silently.

"Did the gods help you to avenge your destruction of the spider cave?"

Lin Yiyi nodded, and her stomach ached from trying so hard to hold back her laughter.

She was psychologically traumatized by eating sticky rice for 10 days on the island, so Miss Jiao Lu Peirong was asked to be self-sufficient, but she would be so hungry that she would have to chew tree bark.

It’s really refreshing to bully back.

But Lin Yiyi didn’t know if it was because she was a mother, but she felt a little sorry for her.

Seeing her tilting her head to eavesdrop, Zhong Jiasheng couldn't help but feel itchy and pinched her cheek.

Lin Yiyi was in a good mood, so she generously let him pinch her left cheek again and moved her lips with a smile.

"Zhong Jiasheng, you are not only a great hero dad to your son, but also a great hero to me."

When a man receives a compliment, his eyes are filled with pride, but he still has to pretend to be mature and steady.

He nodded his chin in a rather arrogant manner.

After they finished talking outside, Zhong Jiasheng took Lin Yiyi out from behind the screen in a cautious manner.

Yang Ying picked up the bone china teacup and pretended not to see it.

Sigh, children are childish.

…

In the evening, Zhong Jiasheng drafted another anonymous report letter.

For the sake of caution and safety, all the fonts were cut and spliced ​​from newspapers. It did take some effort to write a 300-word letter of complaint.

If it doesn't work he'll probably have to try again.

Late at night, temporary postman Yang Wanchun appeared.

"Brother, can I open it and take a look?"

Zhong Jiasheng glanced at him, his eyes full of threat.

Yang Wanchun put away his playful smile and said, "Forget it, I'm just asking casually. If you don't want to read it, then don't read it."

He looked around in the dark night. Apart from the street lights, there was only him and himself. Yang Wanchun lowered his voice and acted like a thief even though he didn't look like a thief.

"Brother, I have done what you asked me to do. I don't know how much hush money you will give me this time."

It seems that he is quite looking forward to it, and Zhong Jiasheng did not break his dream.

"The letter will be delivered tomorrow morning. Don't expose yourself. It's getting late. You should go back and get some rest."

Seeing that he was easy to talk to, Yang Wanchun began to think about getting close to him.

"Brother, do you want to have a midnight snack? How about we go have a drink and I'll treat you?"

"No, get out."

The door closed and the sturdy man walked away without looking back.

Yang Wanchun was leaning outside the iron gate, feeling a little cold in his heart for some reason.