After returning home, Zhang Yaqin became increasingly anxious, so she dialed her husband's office number.
However, it was his bodyguard who answered the phone.
Upon learning that Lao Yu had gone to a meeting at the General Military Region today and wouldn't be back for a while, Zhang Yaqin had no choice but to hang up the phone.
They waited for more than three hours.
Around 6 p.m., Commander Yu Changqing had just gotten out of the car when he saw several elderly men holding red invitation cards.
He was planning to go up and say hello, and ask which family was having a happy occasion.
As a result, he forgot about it when the guard interrupted him.
Hearing that his wife had called his office several times that afternoon, Yu Changqing was also a little puzzled.
As soon as he got home, he put down his briefcase and asked, "I heard from the bodyguard that you made several phone calls this afternoon. What happened?"
"Old Yu, something terrible has happened!"
Zhang Yaqin quickly recounted what she had witnessed that afternoon.
"Last time you lost to Fok Chun-tung by just one step."
"If he gets there first again this time, our family will never have a chance to rise again!"
Don't be fooled by the fact that they are both at the level of a full military region commander and have the same salary and benefits; the difference between them and her husband, Lao Yu, is that he has no real power!
Upon hearing this, Yu Changqing frowned. "Where did you hear this news from?"
"Do we even need to hear that? It's all over the compound now," Zhang Yaqin sighed.
In the afternoon, she went out because she couldn't reach anyone and was feeling irritable.
As luck would have it, just as the door opened, they saw Yue Ling (Huo's mother) being surrounded by a group of people and walking towards the auditorium.
Because they were far apart, Zhang Yaqin couldn't hear what they were saying very clearly.
But Yue Ling's face was practically splitting with laughter.
She also vaguely heard something like "congratulations".
She was pretty sure Yue Ling saw her too, but Yue Ling didn't even say hello, instead rolling her eyes at her!
Zhang Yaqin said angrily, "You didn't even see the faces of those people, ugh! They're all opportunists."
"And Yue Ling, how old is she? She's still glaring at me!"
"Alright, that's baseless. What are you thinking?"
"Nothing to be true?" Zhang Yaqin sat up abruptly. "Old Yu, you're not just trying to make me happy, are you?"
Why would I need to comfort you?
Yu Changqing rubbed his temples and said in a low voice, "It's almost the end of the year, and the north is in such a mess right now, the higher-ups have no time to deal with this."
After saying that, as if remembering something, he asked again, "Is there anyone in the compound who is having a wedding recently?"
Who's having a happy occasion?
Zhang Yaqin thought for a moment, then shook her head, "I haven't heard of anyone having a wedding recently."
She was quite puzzled to see her husband looking so preoccupied.
"No matter who handles it, they will definitely notify you when the time comes. Are you too busy lately?"
"If you don't have time, I can go by myself. It's just a matter of giving a gift."
Yu Changqing felt that things were not that simple.
If he wasn't mistaken, those old gentlemen he just saw seemed to be interacting with Old Master Huo quite often.
Could it be the Huo family?
Thinking this, he immediately called his bodyguard.
"Go into the compound and ask around, find out what's going on."
"yes!"
The guards were quick; they returned in about ten minutes.
"Commander, it's the Huo family."
"Their family has decided to hold a banquet in the auditorium of the family compound on New Year's Day."
"Many families in the residential compound received invitations from them..."
After hesitating for a moment, the guard told the guard the truth about what he had found out.
"It seems that among those of the same level, you are the only one who hasn't received it."
This result was truly beyond Yu Changqing's expectations.
"They sent invitations to everyone else, but not to our family? Are you sure?"
Guard: "Yes, sir."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yaqin instantly flew into a rage. "What does the Huo family mean by this? Are they trying to intimidate us?"
It's no wonder Zhang Yaqin was angry; even if the two families had fought fiercely before.
Things like this, which are only about saving face, usually don't escalate to this level.
After all, we all live in the same compound, so we see each other all the time.
Yu Changqing knew this, which is why he felt something was wrong.
After thinking for a moment, he told the guard to go back first.
Once the door was closed, he looked at Zhang Yaqin with a stern face.
"Tell me honestly, you haven't been provoking the Huo family lately, have you?"
"I……"
Faced with her husband's ashen face, Zhang Yaqin couldn't muster any confidence to be assertive.
"I didn't say anything, I just... I mentioned that the granddaughter-in-law they found was a capitalist's daughter."
"I knew it was you!"
Yu Changqing's chest heaved with anger. "How many times have I told you? Stop gossiping about others behind their backs!"
"I'm not making this up. She is a capitalist's daughter."
Zhang Yaqin didn't think she had done anything wrong. "Just because she has a bad family background doesn't mean she can't talk about it."
"Besides, I'm just trying to help you, aren't I?"
It's strange, I don't know what the Huo family was thinking.
The four daughters-in-law he chose, apart from being good-looking, were really inferior to each other in terms of family background and social status.
Seeing that she was belittling the Huo family's daughters-in-law to nothing, Yu Changqing couldn't help but interrupt her.
"The second son's wife works at the Municipal Sports Bureau. She's already a section chief at a young age, and she's a very good ping-pong player."
Zhang Yaqin was about to say that indulging in frivolous pursuits was a waste of time when her husband glared at her and stopped her.
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