Chapter 1589 Shared Wife 63
A glint of light flashed in Jiang Yuanxiu's eyes, and a hint of anxiety appeared on his face. His polite knocking turned into a violent kicking of the door.
A loud crash drew everyone's attention.
Then, everyone saw a small figure rush towards the man, hugging him tightly with her two little hands, and crying loudly in grievance.
Seeing that something was wrong, before Hua Suxin and the others could react, Mr. Liu, who always stood upright, walked out from inside with faltering steps.
The phrase "growing old and frail" became a concrete image of this.
A few strands of gray hair hung down from her temples, trembling in the air with each step.
When Li Wenrui's cries reached him, he looked up at the sky, grabbed the doorframe with one hand and clutched his chest with the other, and said bitterly, "I have students all over the world, and yet I have to suffer such humiliation in my old age. I shall go!"
In the blink of an eye, the old man grabbed the door with both hands and was about to crash into it.
Everyone's face turned pale.
At the same time, they also overlooked the fact that Li Wenrui secretly lifted his face from Jiang Yuanxiu's arms and winked at Song Jinhuan to send a signal.
Song Jinhuan understood immediately, mustered her courage, and ran towards the old man a few steps away, successfully stopping him.
"Sir, you are Wenrui's teacher. This matter will not be left unresolved!"
As she said this, her gaze swept over the people opposite her.
"Did you invite me here today just to show how your power and status can force a highly respected old gentleman to a humiliating death?"
"Or are you trying to tell me that Wenrui's life, death, and future are in your hands?"
Song Jinhuan deliberately misinterpreted the situation and used it as an opportunity to cause trouble.
Hua Suxin's eyelids twitched, not expecting things to develop this way: "Bao'er, there must be some misunderstanding."
"I simply wish to invite you to the Prime Minister's residence today; there is absolutely no intention of insulting you."
Mr. Liu silently shed tears and wiped his eyes from time to time, making Hua Suxin's explanation seem particularly pale.
A prodigy who, in his youth, relied on his knowledge and never compromised with those in power, always appeared arrogant and spirited in front of others. When had he ever been so pitiful?
What's even more infuriating is that when Song Jinhuan was making those harsh remarks, he also gave them a provocative look, which immediately made everyone realize that he was doing it on purpose!
Song Jinhuan was merely a henchman, deceived by the old man, and sent out to deal with them.
The atmosphere gradually became tense.
Jiang Yuanxiu took Li Wenrui's hand and walked to Song Jinhuan's side, gently comforting her, "My wife, don't be angry, taking care of yourself is the most important thing."
Song Jinhuan snorted coldly, "Let's go!"
Hua Suxin quickly said, "Bao'er, the Prime Minister's carriage is still being cleaned. Shall we wait a little longer?"
The family's renowned chef has prepared some excellent dishes; we would be honored if Mr. Liu would grace us with his presence. It was truly a misunderstanding today.
Mr. Liu flicked his sleeves and put them behind his back, appearing to refuse to communicate.
Song Jinhuan refused with a grim expression, saying, "No need."
Jiang Yuanxiu: "The carriage has arrived, let's go out."
The four of them walked past the crowd and left.
Hua Deyou watched their retreating figures and asked, "Should we still chase them?"
Hua Suxin shook her head and said worriedly, "Go to the study and find Father."
They seem to have made a mistake and need to prepare for the consequences.
The carriage waited outside the mansion, and soon the person arrived.
After driving a few meters, we heard Mr. Liu's unrestrained laughter coming from inside.
Li Wenrui enthusiastically recounted everything that happened in the study, and the woman's voice was full of praise.
Jiang Yuanxiu smiled and lifted a corner of the car window, feeling a sense of peace within him.
Desire to destroy the world: Jiang Yuanxiu 0.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yuanqing drove his car, filled with laughter and chatter, through the bustling streets, heading towards the Li family's house where smoke was rising from the chimneys.
Desire to destroy the world: Jiang Yuanqing 0.
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