Chapter 53 Conflict (No Sadism!!!)
The Xuan family's old house is located on an ancient street. The surrounding buildings seem to have gone back decades, with a strong sense of sedimentation. However, everyone knows that the moldy blue bricks here are valuable. The Xuan family has been here for three generations and a hundred years.
If Tang Wansu didn't know the value of this land, she would really want to move out. Every time she went to the city center to shop, she had to walk a long way. She still preferred to stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watch the twinkling lights outside.
Early in the morning, Tang Wansu was ordered by Xuan Zhong to pick up Xuan Zhe. She was dressed in a noble and elegant manner, like a mistress of a house, to welcome the relatives and friends of the Xuan family. Everyone had a warm smile on their faces, but turned around with a cold expression.
Tang Wansu was a mistress. She followed Xuan Zhong when he was still in the process of divorcing Ran Yao. She was originally a working girl in a bath center. There was a big fight back then. Tang Wansu was an inexperienced person and she even dared to go to Ran Yao's house to provoke her. Before Ran Yao could say anything, Xuan Zhe's grandfather got furious when he found out and made a big fuss about it. Although Tang Wansu entered the Xuan family, Xuan Zhe's grandfather refused to let the child she gave birth to have the surname Xuan, so the child took his mother's surname and was named Tang Weisheng.
This is also one of the most painful things in Tang Wansu's heart. She knows better than anyone that no one in the Xuan family respects her.
Tang Wansu had mentioned to Xuan Zhong countless times about changing Tang Weisheng's surname, but unfortunately the old man left a will before his death, saying that if Tang Weisheng had the surname Xuan, it would make his soul restless. Xuan Zhong didn't dare to do so, and the matter ended in vain.
Tang Weisheng only held 1.3% of the shares, which was secretly given to him by Xuan Zhong. Xuan Zhe didn't say anything when he found out. At that time, Tang Wansu hoped to see anger and humiliation on Xuan Zhe's unchanging face, but there was none. It was as if that 3% of the shares was just a drop in the bucket. Later, facts proved that this was indeed nothing to Xuan Zhe, and he couldn't even raise his eyelids. One can imagine how depressed Tang Wansu was.
When almost all the relatives and friends had arrived, a black Bentley slowly drove over. At this moment, Tang Wansu's legs were stiff from standing.
Xuanzhe got out of the driver's seat, and Tang Wansu immediately gave a smile that was almost flattering, but Xuanzhe didn't even look at her and went around to the passenger seat to pick up Wen Shuang.
There was still a group of people standing at the door, and they immediately became quiet, staring at this side.
Xuanzhe never brought anyone to the old house.
Nowadays, homosexuality is legal, and there are many upper-class people who openly enjoy it, but it is unbelievable that such a thing happened to Xuanzhe.
"Wow, this house is so big." Wen Shuang muttered softly as she stood beside Xuan Zhe, "It's bigger than the one my grandfather has in the countryside."
Xuanzhe's eyes were a little strange for a moment, thinking that you are about to be exposed, little quail. The information shows that your grandfather died early and your family is very poor. Where did you get the big yard?
"Xuanzhe is back." Tang Wansu came forward, wanting to show her motherly attitude.
For many years, she never gave up despite repeated setbacks.
Xuanzhe naturally wouldn't give her this face, and he took Wen Shuang's hand and walked into the old house without looking back.
There was a crack in the woman's beautiful smile.
Someone in the crowd sneered. The sound was not loud, but it pricked Tang Wansu's nerves. She clenched her hands suddenly and gritted her teeth to hold back the curse that was surging in her chest.
A slender figure stood by the window on the third floor. After looking for a few minutes, he quickly pulled the curtains shut.
Xuan Zhong was fifty-eight years old, but he looked more like sixty-eight. Perhaps it was because his face was too rigid and serious, even the wrinkles on it were well-arranged, with tight corners, as if the facial features were inlaid on a brick, hard and stiff.
Xuan Zhong heard the noise and looked over. His eyes softened for a moment when they met Xuan Zhe, but when he saw Wen Shuang, his eyes became visibly colder. Finally, he looked away indifferently, as if he saw a smear of disgusting dust, but he was not afraid of it.
Wen Shuang felt it clearly, but strangely, he was not afraid at all, probably because Xuan Zhe was holding his hand very tightly.
Xuan Zhong's head was arrogant. He clearly wanted Xuan Zhe to come, but when Xuan Zhe came, he was unwilling to speak. The atmosphere was a little dead, until a young woman next to Xuan Zhong spoke up: "Uncle Xuan, this must be Xuan Zhe, right?"
Xuan Zhong seemed to have found a way out and continued, "Well, Xuanzhe, this is your uncle Xiang's daughter, Yunshan."
Wen Shuang's heart moved when he saw Xiang Yunshan. He remembered that she was Xuan Zhe's fiancée in the original novel, but when she appeared, Xuan Zhe had already liked Lu Li very much. To put it bluntly, Xiang Yunshan's existence was just a cannon fodder for the protagonist and readers to vent. Later, it seemed that she went abroad. There were only a few sentences about her ending, but her personality was portrayed very clearly. In short, she was a wolf in sheep's clothing and difficult to get along with.
Xuanzhe nodded gently to indicate that he understood. Xiang Yunshan stood up. She was wearing a royal blue dress with chestnut-colored wavy curls. Her features were majestic and beautiful. She extended her hand to Xuanzhe and said, "I just returned to China. I'm glad to see you."
Xuanzhe took a look and saw that since the lady was already like this, there was no need for him to lose face for the first time, so he just lightly touched her with half his palm and moved away at the speed of light.
If there weren't so many people around, Wen Shuang would have almost laughed out loud. As soon as Xuan Zhe touched Yun Shan, the other hand holding her hand tightened even more, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his palm.
Mr. Xuan was sweating not because of stage fright or anything, but because he was interacting with another woman and was seen by his own wife.
This is the most basic etiquette. Wen Shuang thought to herself, I'm not you, why are you jealous?
Xuanzhe had been holding Wen Shuang's hand, but neither Xuanzhong nor Xiang Yunshan seemed to notice. They didn't ask Xuanzhe and he didn't say anything. Of course, there was no need to explain. His relationship with Xuanzhong as father and son had long been frozen, so there was no reason for him to rush over.
The whole family sat down to have lunch. In front of Wen Shuang was a plate of fat crabs. He took a look at it and continued to eat white rice with his head down. However, the next second, Xuan Zhe took a crab and put it on the plate, peeled the crab and dug out the crab roe, all in one go, and put it all into Wen Shuang's bowl.
Wen Shuang really wants to give Xuan Zhe a kiss! Boyfriends are so charming!
Xuan Zhe's simple action shattered Xuan Zhong's self-righteous guess. If it was just a little love affair, Xuan Zhe would not have to go to such lengths. Without waiting for him to think, Xuan Zhe picked up another shrimp and started peeling it. Needless to say, it ended up in Wen Shuang's bowl.
Xuanzhong couldn't eat anymore.
He knew very well what kind of person his son was. The almost inhumane education he received since childhood had engraved the word "precious" in his bones. In such occasions, he would not even touch crabs or shrimps, let alone peel them, because it was not tasteful. Xuanzhe had always been a role model and template among his peers, because no one could compare to him, and no one could surpass him. No matter how much conflicts Xuan Zhong had with Xuanzhe, his son was his lifelong pride.
Xuan Zhong's pride was born and raised in the clouds, and the mortal world was not worthy of touching it. But now he was full of the worldly air, which made Xuan Zhong feel empty inside.
"Do you want more?" Xuanzhe asked in a low voice.
These big families pay attention to not talking while eating, and they are even extremely careful when picking up and putting down the bowls and chopsticks. Xuanzhe's voice can actually be heard clearly in the silence.
Wen Shuang shook her head, indicating that it was enough.
"Dad." Someone suddenly shouted and came down from the second floor.
The man wore light blue ripped jeans, a pure white T-shirt, and had black hair. His facial features were similar to Xuan Zhong's, but more like Tang Wansu's, especially his eyebrows and eyes, which were extremely beautiful. When he smiled, he was inexplicably charming. Compared to the vulgarity that Tang Wansu could not hide, he finally created an evolved version of this beauty.
"Why did you come just now?" Tang Wansu hurriedly stood up and winked at Tang Weisheng.
"Brother is back too." Tang Weisheng sat down next to Tang Wansu. Compared to the eldest son Xuanzhe, he was closer to Xuanzhong. Although he was not the main guest at the banquet that night, he was very bold to be late in public. He did not look afraid, but rather calm and composed. It made people wonder if Tang Weisheng had a more important position in Xuanzhong's heart, otherwise where would he get the confidence from?
Xuan Zhong was indeed not angry. At most, he said with a sullen look, "Come earlier next time."
Xuanzhe ignored him, so Tang Weisheng turned his gaze to Wen Shuang, obviously surprised, "Who is this..."
The balance that Xuan Zhong and Xiang Yunshan had barely maintained was crushed by Tang Weisheng's kick.
Xuanzhe said solemnly, "My boyfriend."
The whole room was dead silent.
Xuan Zhong took a deep breath, and his face instantly became extremely ugly, as if the bricks had been burned after entering the kiln and were covered with cracks.
"Hmm," Tang Weisheng said with great interest, completely ignoring Tang Wansu who was tugging at his clothes under the table, "Brother, doesn't the sister-in-law look familiar to you, the one who's been so popular on variety shows lately?"
"Sister-in-law, who is your sister-in-law!" Xuan Zhong smashed the soup spoon and exploded.
The flying porcelain fragments brushed past Wen Shuang's eyebrows. He subconsciously made a "hmm" sound and raised his hand to cover it, but another hand was faster than him. Xuan Zhe rubbed it with his fingertips and saw a thin red mark half the length of a thumb. His eyes suddenly darkened.
No, no, no! Wen Shuang was anxious to stop people. As the cannon fodder of this book, he deserved to be hit by all kinds of stinky bananas and rotten oranges. Besides, his skin was not broken.
But it was too late.
Xuanzhe was enraged. He stood up suddenly and overturned the plate in front of him. The soup on it flew around and almost hit Tang Weisheng in the face.
Wen Shuang: “…”
Tang Weisheng's chest was a mess, and there was shock and some indescribable emotions in his eyes. He didn't react, but Tang Wansu suddenly screamed, pulled Tang Weisheng to his feet, and first wiped the stains off him with her bare hands, as if she was afraid that the already cold soup would scald her son. Then her eyes turned red, and she looked at Xuanzhe with grievance and fear, as if she was angry but dared not speak.
This appearance successfully aroused Xuan Zhong's blood. He slammed the table with a trembling voice, "Are you going to rebel?"
Xiang Yunshan took advantage of the opportunity and hurried to calm Xuan Zhong down, "Don't be angry, Uncle Xuan, I don't think Xuan Zhe did it on purpose, he..."
"When is it your turn as an outsider to interfere in the affairs of the Xuan family?" Xuan Zhe interrupted coldly. He was too lazy to watch their dramas one after another, with men and women gathered together and singing endlessly.
Xiang Yunshan's face turned pale, probably because she didn't expect Xuanzhe to be so direct.
Xuan Zhong kept talking to her and asked her to sit next to him. The meaning was very clear: this was the wife he was looking for for Xuan Zhe. Xuan Zhe understood, but unfortunately he didn't respond at all.
"I think it's you who are going to rebel!" Xuanzhe said in a deep voice, with a terrifying aura. Even Xuanzhong could only stare wide-eyed and speechless for a moment.
Only the little quail was not very scared. It pinched Xuanzhe's hand as if it was stroking its fur.
Xuanzhe used to be able to pretend to be nice to them just to save face, but these people insisted on touching him. Xuanzhong might have forgotten why he hadn't spoken a single word to them for seven years.
Xuanzhe looked at Xuanzhong and said word by word: "I said before this mother and son came in that if they showed up, I would never set foot in the old house again. You also promised me, and then what?"
Xuan Zhong looked away feeling somewhat guilty, as he was the first to breach the contract.
"You know better than anyone how my mother died!" Xuanzhe continued, "I'm going to rebel against this ancestral home and I'm going to pay you a certain amount of money every year. Every penny of what you eat, wear, and play with is Quan Yi's money, it's my money."
Xuan Zhong immediately retorted: "I passed that on to you!"
Xuanzhe narrowed his eyes. "Tell me again, Quanyi's predecessor, Wanyi, how much of your shares did you give to this mother and son, only to have them lose everything? Thirty percent! A full thirty percent! And then when you handed it over to me, you were in debt of three hundred million!"
Xuan Zhong could no longer sit still, and he stood up in a panic, along with Tang Wansu. Xuanzhe tore her aggrieved and pitiful disguise to pieces, leaving only fear.
Xuan Zhong murmured: "You, why are you..."
"How would I know?" Xuanzhe sneered, "It's not a very clever trick, how long do you think you can keep it secret?"
Xuan Zhong originally thought that he would die with this matter. He gave the shares to Tang Wansu and her son out of anger because Ran Yao wanted to divorce him. He wanted to force Ran Yao to back down, but Ran Yao was determined to leave even after being threatened by him several times. By the time he realized what was happening, Tang Wansu had almost squandered all the shares. The company's financial hole could not be filled, so he handed it over to Xuan Zhe in a daze.
Neither Xuan Zhong nor Ran Yao had ever been responsible for the child Xuanzhe. By the time they wanted to make amends, Xuanzhe had already become a god in the business world and no longer needed anyone's friendship.
What were you doing this morning?
A seven or eight-year-old child is just a child no matter how precocious he is. He heard his parents quarreling fiercely outside, and when they mentioned him in their conversation, he thought it was his fault, so he worked harder on his homework and got full marks in every test, but it was of no use. Ran Yao was pursuing freedom at that time and was extremely disappointed with this rotten marriage. As long as she could get rid of Xuan Zhong, she would not give up her son. Before leaving, Ran Yao stroked Xuan Zhe's cheek and asked him to take good care of himself, then left crying. The woman looked very sad, but she never looked back once.
Eight-year-old Xuanzhe sat at the door every day, waiting for a whole month. From then on, he finally understood that some things cannot be controlled no matter what, even if you have done nothing wrong.
Xuan Zhong began to drown his sorrows in alcohol, often not going home for ten days or half a month. If Xuan Zhe's grandfather was not still alive and had not quickly taken his grandson to live with him, he would not know how the child would survive.
When Xuanzhe grew up a little, he knew about Tang Wansu's existence.
It was Tang Wansu who came to the door herself, and spoke sincerely, saying things like how pitiful his brother was. Xuanzhe felt numb all over and just wanted to laugh. Ran Yao only gave birth to him, so where did the brother come from?
Only then did he understand that the end of his parents' marriage was not only due to emotional discord, but also because of a third party.
And Xuan Zhong brought the third party into his home openly.
Xuanzhe never reveals his thoughts. Who knows how hard he was at that time and who cares?
Listening to Tang Wansu, her son and Xuan Zhong chatting and laughing outside, he sat alone in the lonely room writing a paper, with several pen tips broken.
When Tang Wansu first came in, she had locked Xuanzhe in the underground warehouse twice. Each time, Xuanzhe did not cry or make a fuss. After coming out, he looked at her with a creepy look, which meant that he would settle the score later. In addition, Xuanzhe was getting better and better, and his growth rate was amazing. Tang Wansu learned to compromise in this kind of cheating life and dared not be so presumptuous. If Xuanzhe had been a little bit cowardly, he would be the one who would be eaten to the bone today.
"I've been kind enough to you." Xuanzhe said coldly, "I don't need anyone to arrange my marriage. Do you understand?"
After saying that, Xuanzhe picked up his coat and was about to leave with Wen Shuang.
At this moment, Xuan Zhong spoke. His voice lacked its previous confidence, as if it had been drained of its bones. "Xuan Zhe, I just want to introduce you to a good girl." He paused, "Marriage is a big deal, and you still need your parents' blessing."
"You and my mother have received everyone's blessings, and then what?" Xuanzhe hit Xuanzhong with a fierce hammer, directly making him speechless. He was not satisfied and continued: "My mother is not here, and no one cares whether this woman agrees or not."
Tang Wansu bit her lips and was about to cry.
Strong! He could choke two of them to death, Wen Shuang thought secretly.
He held Xuanzhe's hand tightly all the time, and actually felt a little distressed.
"Who said my son's marriage doesn't have his parents' blessing?" The clear and bright voice caused a huge uproar.
Xuan Zhong was shocked, and Tang Wansu looked up suddenly.
Ran Yao walked out of the door step by step, holding the arm of an old man. This was where she had lived for nearly ten years. When she revisited the old place, she didn't feel any nostalgia at all.
Xuanzhe was also a little surprised: "Mom"
"Yeah." Ran Yao was inevitably excited to see her son, and tears immediately filled her eyes. But now Xuanzhe has grown up, and it is not appropriate to kiss or hug him. She does not have the face to do so. But Xuanzhe cannot do it, Wen Shuangxing!
"This is the kid who's pursuing you." Ran Yao looked at Wen Shuang curiously and waved for him to come over.
Wen Shuang also had a good first impression of Ran Yao. He always felt an inexplicable harmony with people he got along with, so he let go of Xuan Zhe's hand, stood in front of Ran Yao, and said softly, "Hello, Auntie."
"Hello." Ran Yao couldn't help but gently pinched Wen Shuang's cheek. Woo woo woo, it felt so good!!!
Xuanzhe was unwilling to do so and pulled Wen Shuang back to his side, "Mom, why are you back?"
Yes, why did you come back? This is what Tang Wansu wanted to say. Didn’t Ran Yao say she would never come back? So why did she come back? Why did she come back?
When Tang Wansu saw that Xuan Zhong's attention was all on Ran Yao, her heart sank and she felt like she was about to collapse.
Seeing that his mother was not moved at all, Tang Weisheng felt more like an outsider, watching the Xuan family's farce coldly.
Ran Yao came with her father. Although Ran's father had retired behind the scenes in recent years, he had made a great fortune in real estate. When Xuanzhe took over a shabby company, her grandfather also helped a lot. Therefore, compared with Xuanzhong, Xuanzhe had more respect for Ran's father. "Hello, Grandpa."
"Since you are here, please sit down." Xuan Zhong completely lost his arrogance and signaled the servants to add more seats and tableware.
Ran's father has cut off contact with Xuan Zhong over the years. If he hadn't come to support his daughter today, it would have been unlucky for him to even look at this place.
Ran Yao didn't want to ruin the party, she simply wanted to approve of all her son's choices as Xuanzhe's mother.
The atmosphere became even more eerie. Some relatives and friends couldn't stand it anymore and went to the yard to get some fresh air. For a while, only a few parties involved were left in the hall.
Ran's father sat next to Wen Shuang. His blood pressure rose as soon as he saw Xuan Zhong's face, and he was very interested in his grandson's boyfriend.
"How old are you?" asked Ran's father.
Wen Shuang thought of her original body's age and replied, "Twenty-four."
"He looks like he's in his early twenties." Father Ran stared at Wen Shuang for a few seconds, and couldn't help but reached out and pinched his face. Wen Shuang didn't resist, trying to give Xuanzhe's grandfather a good feel.
Xuanzhe was talking to Ran Yao. He took a moment to glance at her and frowned slightly. "Grandpa, please be gentle. She has a delicate skin and will be left with marks again soon."
Ran's father was so scared that he quickly let go of his hand.
Ran Yao covered her lips and chuckled, whispering: "You care so much?"
Xuanzhe raised his eyebrows slightly, meaning otherwise
Xiang Yunshan finally began to face up to Wen Shuang's existence. She thought that Xuan Zhong disagreed and called her here specially, so Wen Shuang had no chance at all. Besides, how could she, a daughter of a famous family who returned from studying abroad, be inferior to an eighteen-tier girl? Xiang Yunshan's mother taught her that you must not be impatient about things you love, so even though she was amazed when she saw Xuan Zhe for the first time, she suppressed the excitement in her heart.
But she didn't understand the situation of the Xuan family at all. Xuan Zhong's actions in the past, Xuan Zhe's disowning him was the least of her worries, so how could she care about his choice?
Looking at Ran Yao's attitude again, Xiang Yunshan's heart sank to the bottom, knowing that all the gifts she had given to Tang Wansu in advance were wasted.
Ran Yao persuaded her father to stay for dinner, and Ran's father nodded reluctantly. Xuan Zhong personally served tea and ran around, just like a humble son-in-law who married into the family. Of course, he was not. Such behavior, even he himself could not explain it.
I picked wild flowers on a whim that year. Although domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers, I get tired of looking at wild flowers after a long time, and they are not worthy of being displayed in elegant occasions. On the other hand, Ran Yao is still bright and beautiful, and she has lost some of her youthfulness and become more intellectual and elegant.
Xuan Zhong's behavior made Tang Wansu very angry. She and Tang Weisheng seemed to have become strangers all of a sudden. She hid in the shadow under the stairs, hugging her son and crying.
Tang Weisheng's eyes were indifferent until he saw Wen Shuang stand up and seemed to be going to the bathroom. He pushed his mother away and went around to the other side.
Wen Shuang ate two more crabs, both of which were peeled by Xuanzhe himself. He was in a good mood. After going to the toilet and coming out to wash his hands, he looked up and saw Tang Weisheng leaning against the door.
To be fair, this man's appearance is impeccable, but unfortunately he is still a little inferior to her boyfriend, Wen Shuang thought.
"Why, are you going to pretend you don't know me?" Tang Weisheng said with a forced smile.
Wen Shuang's pupils trembled, he smelled the scent of a "pit".
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