Chapter 437 Can I accept Han Lingcui?
When Xuanyuan Zhiyuan, the cousin of Xuanyuan Pavilion, came to visit the old house with his eldest son Xuanyuan Mingxuan, Jiang Shutong was changing the pot of the orchid.
The old man’s orchid is a treasure and he usually doesn’t allow anyone else to touch it, but today he lets her take care of it for the first time.
Ever since the news spread that Xuanyuan Pavilion didn't want to return Xun Xun, the old man locked himself in the Buddhist temple and didn't even come out for breakfast.
"Sister-in-law." Xuanyuan Zhiyuan, wearing a mink coat, rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "The roads are slippery in the snow. I shouldn't have bothered you, but those accounts of the company..."
Jiang Shutong didn't look up. She carefully straightened Lan Ye with tweezers and said, "Ask Ge'er about the account."
"Hey, I heard Ge'er is busy lately."
Xuanyuan Zhiyuan winked at his son, and Xuanyuan Mingxuan immediately stepped forward and handed over a brocade box.
"I heard the child was found? This is a jade peace locket I asked someone to bring from Myanmar. It's for my nephew to have a good luck."
Jiang Shutong glanced at the brocade box. The green light of the emerald seeped through the half-open lid, making her dizzy.
She put down the tweezers and wiped her hands with a handkerchief. "That's thoughtful of you, but the child doesn't like these. You can keep them."
Xuanyuan Zhiyuan chuckled twice, his eyes swept around the living room and landed on the family photo on the wall.
"Come to think of it, our Xuanyuan family hasn't been this lively for a while. Back when my eldest brother was around, he was the one who made all the decisions about the clan. It's nothing like now..."
"What's going on now?"
Jiang Shutong picked up the teacup and gently rubbed her fingertips along the warm wall of the cup.
"Nothing."
Xuanyuan Zhiyuan rubbed his hands and said, "It's just that recently people have been gossiping that Ge'er's mind is not in the company. He is taking care of Miss Shen and accompanying Miss Han, and he is afraid that he can't take care of it..."
"He's the eldest son of the Xuanyuan family. What can't he take care of?" Jiang Shutong's voice turned cold. "Zhiyuan, if you're okay, go back first. I still have to take care of the old man."
The smile on Xuanyuan Zhiyuan's face froze for a moment, then he quickly smiled again.
"Don't worry, sister-in-law. I'm just worried about Ge'er. Mingxuan is not young anymore. He manages a department in the company. If Ge'er is too busy, it's okay to let him lend a hand."
Jiang Shutong looked up at Xuanyuan Mingxuan. "This kid has slicked-back hair and powdered face, but his eyes are filled with calculation. It's obvious he's not the type to get things done," she said indifferently.
"The company has its own rules, and it's not up to outsiders to dictate."
"What sister-in-law said..."
Xuanyuan Zhiyuan's face darkened. "We are also members of the Xuanyuan family. Shouldn't we contribute to the family?"
"Contribute?"
Jiang Shutong sneered, "When you embezzled company funds to speculate in futures, who helped you fill the hole? And who paid off the loan sharks Mingxuan owed from gambling? Now you're thinking of contributing to the family?"
Xuanyuan Mingxuan's face turned red instantly. He clenched his fists and was about to speak when Xuanyuan Zhiyuan grabbed him.
"Since sister-in-law said so, we won't bother you anymore."
As the father and son slammed the door and left, the snow in the yard crunched under their feet.
Jiang Shutong looked at the closed door, her hand holding the teacup trembling slightly.
These side branches are rarely seen on weekdays, but they try to take advantage of any opportunity when there is any sign of trouble.
I’m afraid that Xunxun’s affairs cannot be concealed at all.
Aunt Zhang hurried in from outside, holding a few photos in her hand: "Madam, this is Miss Shen's recent whereabouts."
In the photo, Shen Hanxing was talking to a strange man in a cafe.
The man was wearing a gray windbreaker, with a clear profile on his face. He lowered his head and listened to what Shen Hanxing said with a gentle expression.
In another photo, the two walked into a children's photography studio together. Xunxun was wearing a small suit and smiling particularly happily.
"Who is this man?" Jiang Shutong's voice suddenly turned cold.
"I checked. He's a lawyer named Gu Yanchen. I heard... he's Miss Shen's college classmate."
Aunt Zhang whispered, "Someone saw them go to the Civil Affairs Bureau together..."
"Civil Affairs Bureau?"
Jiang Shutong stood up suddenly, and the water in the teacup spilled onto her skirt, but she was completely unaware. "She's getting married?"
Aunt Zhang nodded. "It seems she's asking about custody. Lawyer Gu said... he can help her get sole custody, so the young master won't be able to interfere in the future."
Jiang Shutong's heart seemed to be tightly gripped by something.
Chen Hanxing wants to take Xunxun away completely?
"No! Absolutely not!" she shouted sternly, "Xunxun is the eldest grandson of the Xuanyuan family. No one can take him away!"
She turned and walked towards the stairs. Aunt Zhang quickly followed her: "Madam, where are you going?"
"Buddhist temple." Jiang Shutong's voice was undeniably tough. "I want Dad to judge the matter!"
The Buddhist hall was filled with smoke, and the old man was kneeling on a cushion chanting scriptures.
The sound of the wooden fish was particularly clear in the silent room.
Jiang Shutong stood at the door, looking at the old man's slightly hunched back, and suddenly felt a little afraid to go in.
"Come in." The old man's voice came from the smoke, with a hint of fatigue. "What's the matter? Tell me."
Jiang Shutong walked to the futon, knelt down, and handed over the photo.
"Dad, look. Chen Hanxing hired a lawyer to fight for custody. This is going to cut off the roots of our Xuanyuan family!"
The old man slowly opened his eyes, his cloudy gaze swept across the photo, then fell back on her face: "What do you want to do?"
"I want to take Xunxun back!"
Jiang Shutong gritted her teeth and said, "I can accept Han Lingcui. It's a good opportunity for her to live with us and raise the child together. This will prevent outsiders from gossiping!"
The old man put down his rosary and sighed softly: "You still don't understand."
"What don't I understand?" Jiang Shutong became excited. "Am I supposed to just sit there and watch Xunxun get snatched away by someone else?"
"Rob?" The old man looked at her.
"You forced Lingcui away back then, and now you're trying to snatch Xunxun away. Do you think the children will truly treat you like this?"
"I'm doing this for their own good!"
"For their own good, we should respect their choices."
The old man picked up a photo. In the photo, Xunxun was hugging Shen Hanxing's neck, smiling with curved eyebrows.
"Look at this child, how happy he is with his mother. If you bring him back by force, will he be happy?"
Jiang Shutong was speechless, tears still streaming down her face: "But he is the eldest grandson of the Xuanyuan family..."
"What about the eldest grandson?"
The old man's voice deepened. "The Xuanyuan family has survived to this day not by blood, but by the hearts of the people. You've driven away the people's hearts. What's the point of keeping this empty shell?"
The sound of the wooden fish rang out again, knocking on Jiang Shutong's heart.
Her heart was even more confused.
After the old man said this, does he really want to give up their eldest wife?
Today, people from the side branch came here to ask for positions. Did the old man tacitly approve it?
Of course!
Otherwise, why would people from the side branches come to the old house and dare to act wildly in front of her?
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