Lan Rui frowned: "After my mother lost her mind, she was afraid of my father. Why did my father go to see her for no reason?"
The bodyguard remained silent and he couldn't respond.
The head of the family's wife has been crazy for more than 20 years, and the head of the family is also in love with Hei Ruyue, but he just doesn't divorce his wife and still keeps her as his original wife. Miss Hei is extremely jealous.
He regards his wife as a thorn in his side.
And every time the head of the family went to see the lady, she would go crazy.
The head of the family is the head of the Lan family, and his wife is the head of the family's original wife. The couple have not divorced. Who can stop the couple from meeting?
Even if the young master was in the house, he couldn't stop the head of the family from seeing the lady.
Lan Rui also knew that he couldn't get an answer from the bodyguard, so he asked instinctively.
His mother went crazy again, and Lan Rui hurried towards the manor.
Bodyguards followed him.
As soon as he reached the door, Lan Rui heard sounds of smashing and shouting coming from inside the house.
He trotted into the house.
The same scene happened: many servants surrounded and chased the mistress of the house, trying to catch her. The mistress of the house held the doll tightly in one hand and threw whatever she could catch with the other hand.
The servants were warned by the young master and did not dare to go forward like last time.
"Madam, madam."
Aunt Ling was anxious and distressed. She tried to step forward, still coaxing, "Madam, it's me, Aunt Ling."
"Don't come over here, don't take my baby!"
The wife of the head of the household picked up a vase with one hand, held it high, and glared at Aunt Ling fiercely, as if she came close to her, she would smash the vase at her.
"Don't go over there. That vase is an antique I treasure."
The old lady yelled and stopped everyone from passing.
Afraid that they would irritate their crazy daughter-in-law, she actually smashed her beloved antique vase.
Supporting the old lady were the second and third wives of the Lan family.
Although they stared at the head of the family's wife nervously, there was a flicker of satisfaction in their eyes.
She looked as if she was hoping that the mistress of the house would throw the vase at Aunt Ling, which would not only injure Aunt Ling but also break the vase.
My mother-in-law used to like my eldest sister-in-law very much, and she also regarded Lan Qing as the apple of her eye. She treated the daughters of their second and third wives very coldly.
It was only after my eldest sister-in-law went crazy for many years that my mother-in-law gradually began to dislike her.
If the crazy sister-in-law smashed the mother-in-law's favorite antiques to pieces, the mother-in-law would be furious and would definitely force the crazy sister-in-law to go out of town.
It is far away from the city center, which makes it convenient for them to do things.
Lan Rui stood at the stairs to the second floor, looking at his crazy wife with a complicated expression.
He unknowingly walked to the door of his wife's room. Recalling the love they had in the past, he couldn't control his steps and pushed the door open and walked in.
He didn't do anything to his wife either.
There was no time to do anything. When he entered the room, he saw his wife holding a doll and drowsy on the chaise longue. The scene reminded him of when his daughter was still alive.
His wife once leaned on the chaise longue, holding the child in her arms, waiting for him to come home.
He went forward and wanted to pick up his wife and put her back to bed, but he woke her up. When she saw it was him, she panicked, pushed him away, and ran away with the baby in her arms.
Lan Rui didn't know that his wife was so afraid of him.
What did he do to her...
There was regret, pain, and more helplessness in Lan Rui's eyes.
After seeing Lan Rui coming in, Lan Rui's complicated expression disappeared, replaced by indifference.
"Young Master."
Aunt Ling saw Lan Rui, as if she had seen a savior, and said, "Young Master, hurry up and comfort the Madam. Don't let her drop the vase. That's the old lady's favorite vase."
"You all step back."
Lan Rui shouted in a deep voice.
"Rui'er, hurry up and get grandma's vase back. That vase is very valuable. Don't let the crazy woman..."
"That's my mom!"
Lan Rui said coldly.
"I really broke grandma's vase. I'll pay her back no matter how much money she makes."
No matter how valuable the vase is, can it be compared with his mother?
Everyone despised his mother for being a crazy woman. Who made her become crazy?
It was the father who brought the disaster, the Lan family. Because my sister was missing, everyone blamed the mother for not taking good care of the child.
It was obviously my father who caused the bad love affair that led to my sister being taken away.
They even have the nerve to blame their mother.
How could a mother not go crazy after losing her beloved daughter and being criticized by her in-laws?
The old lady pursed her lips and said, "Rui'er, grandma is afraid that the vase will break and hurt your mother."
"That's right, Lan Rui, you have to be more careful. This is your grandmother, your elder. Look at the way you speak to her. Does it sound like you're talking to an elder?"
Mrs. Lan San lectured Lan Rui.
Now the old lady has begun to favor the third wife. The eldest son of the third wife, Lan Bin, is only half a year younger than Lan Rui, and he and Lan Rui both serve as vice presidents in the Lan Group.
Lan Bin is determined to replace Lan Rui as the young master.
Lan Min, the youngest daughter of the third wife, is Lan Rui's youngest cousin. She is only ten years old and looks a bit like the old lady when she was young.
Everyone knows that the old lady doted on Lan Qing in the past, that's because Lan Qing inherited the old lady's good looks when she was young.
The old lady felt that her eldest granddaughter was a replica of herself, so she loved her especially.
Lan Min is only 30% similar, but the old lady loves her very much.
Before Lan Rui could speak, Lan Rui, who had been standing at the stairs, said in a deep voice, "Rui'er is my son. If he does something wrong, I, as his father, will discipline him. I dare not trouble my third sister-in-law to teach him on my behalf. Although Rui'er's mother is crazy, I, as his father, am not crazy."
As he spoke, he walked downstairs.
The third wife hurriedly said, "Brother, I didn't mean to teach Rui'er a lesson without your permission."
"Rui'er, go take the vase from your mother's hand and take her out for some night breeze to calm her down."
Lan Rui ordered.
Lan Rui said nothing.
He walked gently towards his mother, his expression gentle, and coaxed her in a child-like tone: "Mom, give me the vase, don't hurt the baby."
The wife of the house owner immediately looked down at the doll she was holding in one hand. She was really worried that the vase would hit the baby, so she loosened her grip on the vase.
Lan Rui pounced.
He caught the vase steadily and prevented his mother from breaking it.
He didn't feel sorry for the vase, he just didn't want his grandmother to take advantage of the situation and clamor for sending his mother to the villa outside.
Lan Rui put the vase down, supported his mother, and said to her, "Mom, I'll take you out for a walk to relax."
"Honey, should we take the baby with us?"
No matter how many times Lan Rui corrected her, the wife of the head of the family still called her son "husband" when she saw him.
Lan Rui said gently: "Well, take it with you. If you get tired of holding it, let me hold it."
"I'm not tired. You're so busy every day, dealing with both company matters and family matters. I can't let you hold the baby anymore. You'll be exhausted."
The head of the family's wife looked at Lan Rui softly and said lovingly, "I feel bad if you are tired."
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