Chapter 50 The Status of the First Wife, the Behavior of the Mistress
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"Mr. Fang, I am so sorry. My wife and I took your eldest son to the hospital to get a rabies vaccine. We will definitely come to apologize in person another day."
The man, accompanied by his wife, carefully smiled obsequiously, appearing respectful, attentive, and ingratiating.
The man addressed as "General Manager Fang" was standing in front of his youngest son, trying to please him with utmost care.
Fang Zeheng is a billionaire who holds a place on the list of the world's richest people. His power is so great that he can control everything. If he frowns, the political and business world will change.
But at this moment, he was just a father who wanted his son to give him a look or say a few more words.
"Xiao Zhou, shall we go to Yueyuan to see Mommy tonight?"
"You won't have been to Yueyuan for a year."
Interrupted from speaking with his son, Fang Zeheng glanced coldly at his eldest son, "Qi Bai, you go to the hospital with Madam Luo and Mrs. Luo for your injection."
Fang Qibai politely declined, saying, "Father, Mother is waiting for me outside."
"I went home with my mother first."
Fang Zeheng's evening schedule had already been arranged; he was just waiting for the banquet to end before heading to Yueyuan.
He frowned upon hearing his eldest son's words.
The father made no attempt to hide his disgust and impatience with the mother and him.
Fang Qibai's face was cold and indifferent.
Over the years, he has long been used to it.
His mother's daily humility and attempts to please him were exhausting.
But that was his mother.
"There was some hangover soup that my mother brought in the car. She told me to ask my father—"
Fang Zeheng's voice was cold and inhuman, "Take your mother and get back."
Fang Qibai clenched his drooping hand, then suddenly released it.
"I'll take my mother home right away."
Zhong Fei observed everything from the sidelines.
As Fang Qibai was leaving, she stepped forward and said, "Mr. Fang, I had lunch with your wife yesterday, and she said she wanted to hear a piano performance."
A hint of a smile appeared in Fang Zeheng's eyes, and when he looked at his eldest son again, he was no longer so cold.
"Let your mother go back by herself, but you will come with her to Yueyuan tonight."
For many years, Shui Xin has kept herself secluded in Yueyuan Garden. Every day, apart from sleeping, she paints, showing no interest in anything else.
Including him and his son.
One morning seven years ago, Luo Shuixin and Leng Qiyi had an argument, and Luo Shuixin fell down the stairs, injuring her head.
When she woke up in the hospital, she had lost all her memories.
His beloved no longer loved him, nor did she remember her own son.
Instead, he treated Leng Qiyi's son as his own.
Thinking of the grievances and torment his beloved had suffered in the past, as well as the deep-seated heart disease that had never been cured, he suppressed his heartbreak and bid farewell to Meng Yin and Zhu Linjun.
Fang Zeheng wanted to talk to his youngest son more.
Fang Qizhou coldly raised his eyelids, his eyes covered with a terrifying layer of frost.
Zhong Fei met the fierce look in Fang Qizhou's dark eyes, and her lips paled slightly.
Fang Qizhou curled his lips, looked at Fang Qibai's injured hand hanging down, and thought of the look in Zhu Fan's eyes when he looked at Fang Qibai. He coldly loosened his shirt tie, took a long stride, and said, "Take my brother to the hospital for an injection first."
Fang Qibai paused for a moment, "We can go directly to Yueyuan."
Fang Qizhou's smile didn't reach his eyes, "Going to the hospital and then to Yueyuan will save you two hours of piano practice."
Luo Shuixin enjoys watching Fang Qibai play the piano.
You can listen to it all night without sleeping.
Fang Zeheng's attitude changed abruptly, "Alright, alright, let's go to the hospital first, then to Yueyuan."
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Leng Qiyi stood by the car, seemingly oblivious to the mocking glances from the passing ladies.
When she saw her husband and son come out, a smile appeared on her calm face.
Leng Qiyi gently pushed away Fang Qibai, who had walked up to her, and asked Fang Qizhou with a smile, "Xiao Zhou, did you eat enough at the dinner? Auntie noticed you've been liking apples lately, so I prepared some for you in the car. Would you like one?"
Fang Qizhou scoffed lightly.
Fang Qibai, like her mother, is extremely hypocritical.
They are also best at performing in crowded places.
"Aunt Leng, why don't you check on my brother first? His hand was bitten hard by a vicious dog."
Leng Qiyi smiled and opened the car door for him, "Your brother has always been able to endure pain since he was a child. One bite is nothing to him. Don't let you go hungry."
Fang Qibai closed his eyes as he watched his mother eagerly open the car door for Fang Qizhou.
Over the years, his mother had deliberately tried her best to please Fang Qizhou in front of others, and she had even lowered herself for the sake of that person at Yueyuan. He had always thought that his mother only wanted to maintain her status as Mrs. Fang.
But what the mother wanted was the power and wealth of the entire Fang family.
Unable to win her husband's heart, she had resigned herself to her fate.
But she also has an excellent son.
She had to make plans for her son.
Fang Qizhou was nothing but a bastard, an illegitimate child.
In Beijing, everyone thought that Fang Qizhou and his mother were very shrewd, forcing Fang's wife to humble herself.
They thought that Fang Qibai had suffered greatly in the Fang family.
In fact, Fang Qizhou and the one from Yueyuan never fought over anything.
In fact, Fang Qizhou was happy when he was first brought back to the Fang family.
Under his mother's absolute control, he had to learn many things every day. He had to please both his father and his mother.
Fang Qizhou's arrival made his mother less controlling of him.
Even so, he was happy to be able to catch his breath for a short while.
The stinging sensation of the alcohol made Fang Qibai lower his head.
Zhong Fei smiled, "What are you thinking about so intently? Let me do a simple disinfection first; it will take some time to get to the hospital."
Fang Qibai said thank you and took the alcohol wipes that Zhong Fei had placed in his hand.
Fang Zeheng didn't want to get on the car, but seeing his youngest son get on, he got in as well.
Leng Qiyi closed the car door and, under the watchful eyes of the other wives, sat in the driver's seat.
"Mrs. Fang treats this illegitimate child better than her own son."
“They did nothing when their own son was bitten by a dog at a dinner party.”
"The status of a legal wife, the behavior of a mistress."
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It was already 11:30 p.m. when Meng Yin saw off the last group of guests.
She couldn't bear to let the old lady and her daughters go through any more trouble, so she suggested that they stay at the winery for the night.
Zhu Wan rubbed her sleepy, barely open eyes and tugged at her sister's clothes.
The two sisters slept in the same room, which made Meng Yin smile with satisfaction.
A-Yuan and A-Fan get along very well.
A-Yuan is very dependent on A-Fan.
Afan also took good care of Ayuan in every way.
She was worried about Zhu Ci, who was left at home.
After thinking about it, I decided to make the call anyway.
The young girl on the phone seemed to have changed her personality.
Zhu Ci's obedience and thoughtfulness surprised Meng Yin.
She was still somewhat dazed after hanging up the phone.
If Aci can really change her temperament, there might still be a chance to turn things around with the old lady.
The next morning, before leaving, Old Madam Zhu instructed Meng Yin to take Zhu Fan and Zhu Wan to the Fang family.
First, to express my gratitude; second, to visit Fang Qibai.
Fang Qibai was injured at the banquet, and it was while saving his own child that he should go there, both morally and logically.
Meng Yin prepared a gift.
Upon arriving at the Fang family home, Zhu Fan and Zhu Wan sat obediently beside Meng Yin.
Leng Qiyi warmly poured tea for the group herself.
Even with makeup on, the handprint on her left cheek was still clearly visible.
Even with makeup on, she still looked haggard.
Meng Yin chatted with Leng Qiyi with a smile.
Listening to Mrs. Fang's words, Leng Qiyi was reluctant to see Meng Yin leave with the child so early.
Meng Yin was someone she genuinely regarded as Mrs. Fang, someone she respected.
She hadn't chatted or had tea with the other ladies in a long time.
The Fang family villa was very large, but also too quiet.
The sound of footsteps coming downstairs made Meng Yin look up.
Fang Qibai was wearing loungewear, with water droplets still in his hair, as if he had just come down from the bathroom.
When Leng Qiyi saw her son come downstairs, she asked, "Didn't Mom send you a message saying we had guests? Why are you so late?"
Meng Yin smiled and said it wasn't too late.
"Qi Bai, you take A Fan and A Yuan upstairs to play, Aunt Meng and I will go for a stroll in the garden."
Once out of his mother's sight, Fang Qibai sat down lazily and casually tossed an apple to Zhu Fan. "Didn't sleep well last night?"
Zhu Fan yawned again, "You look even more sleep-deprived than I am."
Fang Qibai picked out the reddest apple from the fruit plate and handed it to Zhu Wan.
Zhu Wan held her teacup quietly, her reactions somewhat sluggish due to drowsiness.
"Oh, is it for me?"
Fang Qibai chuckled, "Your sister is too well-behaved."
Zhu Wan pursed her lips, took the apple, and whispered, "Thank you."
Zhu Fan took a bite of the apple. "A Yuan, show him how to break an apple into eight pieces."
The apple broke open effortlessly in Zhu Wan's hands.
Fang Qibai chuckled, "A-Yuan, you're really amazing."
Zhu Wan was stunned by the smile and praise on the man's lips.
"Can I have a slice?"
Zhu Wan held out the apples with both hands, saying, "They're all for you."
The girl's eyes were pure and bright, as if they could cleanse the soul.
Fang Qibai was slightly taken aback.
He smiled and took one, saying, "Thank you, A-Yuan."
Zhu Fan took small bites of the apple.
She was wondering if there was any way to make her invisible.
Fang Qibai led the two upstairs, "Want to play games in my room?"
Zhu Fan pointed to the music room with the door open, "Take A-Yuan there. She's never played games before. Be a good teacher and make sure she learns one. I won't play. I'll go to your music room and take a nap."
Zhu Wan looked back every few steps.
Zhu Fan gave her a playful look with a smile and went into the music room.
The music room wasn't air-conditioned, and it was a bit hot in the sunlight.
Zhu Fan sat down on the piano bench, still holding half an uneaten apple in his hand.
She heard footsteps behind her and assumed it was Fang Qibai returning. "What—"
With his waist pressed against the piano keys, notes flowed out.
Zhu Fan's lips were covered.
"Hmm—"
She clenched her teeth and tried to push him away by placing her hands on Fang Qizhou's chest, but she was pinned to the piano and unable to move.
Fang Qizhou's kiss was urgent and intense; his masculine breath, like a net, heavily enveloped her.
He greedily savored the sweetness and softness of the apple between the girl's lips and teeth.
Zhu Fan's breathing became disordered, and he ran out of oxygen.
Fang Qizhou gently bit her earlobe, "What's the panic?"
The door to the music room was closed when Fang Qizhou entered.
Zhu Fan's chest heaved uncontrollably: "Fang Qizhou, could you at least give me a heads-up before you kiss me?"
If it weren't for his familiar scent, she would have gasped in surprise.
The girl was unaware of how alluring she looked at that moment.
Fang Qizhou lowered his head and bit her collarbone.
Zhu Fan hid behind.
The piano keys made a sound because of her twisting waist.
Fang Qizhou's fingertips, which were wrapped around her waist, caressed the girl's waistline. "Fanbao, do you want my brother to know that we kissed on his favorite piano?"
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