After Song Linyuan entered the house, the Wu family mother and son were pulled back to their own room by the nanny.
The nanny secretly thought to herself: Young Master Jin was too arrogant today. He'll probably be abused even more after that man leaves. She saved someone's life, so she'll definitely get a raise in the future.
Not only that, her daughter is in love with Wu Chengyu. When the Wu family mother and son seize the property and get divorced, wouldn't the position of Wu family's young mistress be her daughter's?
The nanny was getting happier and happier, and she busied herself calling on the other servants to carry the Wu family mother and son to her own room.
Despite the pain, Wu's mother carefully cut away the layers of tape covering Wu Chengyu's mouth. An hour had passed by the time she finally settled him in.
Just as he felt a little better, he swayed his plump body toward the ancestral hall.
He muttered to himself, "I must warn the ancestors of the Wu family that the thirteenth generation daughter-in-law of the Wu family has rebelled and even dared to hit Chengyu!"
"Let our ancestors curse Su Sijin to death."
She did indeed curse two people to death before, proving that her ancestors are still alive and that prayer is effective; she needs to hurry.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the ancestral hall, he saw the ancestral tablets shattered on the ground. He was so shocked that he almost had a heart attack.
"Su Sijin!" she roared as she stepped forward, "You are utterly disrespectful! That's our family's ancestral tablet!"
“Ancestors?” Si Jin picked up the last memorial tablet, his eyes flashing with a dark light: “You erected your Wu family’s ancestors on my Su family’s house and even wanted to curse me, the master of the house. Aren’t you afraid that your ancestors for eighteen generations will be killed by your filial piety?”
"Oh, I forgot, your ancestors have already died from your filial piety."
The young man bluntly exposed her past: "In order to please a man, you burned down your own family's ancestral hall back in your hometown. These memorial tablets were all newly made by the carpenter you hired."
With that, he lowered his hand and threw the last spirit tablet on the ground, then nodded to Song Linyuan.
The vampire immediately took out a lighter, lit it with one hand, and casually tossed it away, burning all the memorial tablets to ashes.
"No way!!!" Wu's mother cried out hoarsely, as if she had lost her life: "You spendthrift son! You can't burn the ancestral things, they really can work their magic!!!"
Wu's mother did not expect that her plan to curse would fail before it could even be used. She rushed to try to save the memorial tablets, but her hands were burned black and she could not get any out.
"Su Sijin!" she screamed desperately, "Aren't you afraid I'll call the police?"
"Oh, speaking of calling the police." Si Jin gestured for Song Linyuan to carry him out, and then locked the ancestral hall door from the inside.
When the fire alarm went off at the mansion, they immediately dialed 119.
When the fire department broke down the door of the ancestral hall, they saw Wu's mother, who was almost blackened by smoke, and tears immediately welled up in their eyes: "Oh dear, my dear mother-in-law, what are you doing in there? Why are you burning down your own ancestral hall? Thank goodness the police are here!"
"If anything were to happen to you, what would the neighbors think of me?"
The acting was flawless; Wu's mother was so overwhelmed by the smell that she couldn't utter a word, and could only look at Si Jin with tears in her eyes and grit her teeth.
I won't let you get away with this! You bitch! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!
However, he didn't even have a chance to say those words before he was taken away by the ambulance.
"Fine." Si Jin watched the ambulance drive away, thinking quietly: "Dying so easily isn't fun at all."
But what he actually said was, "Ah Yuan, am I too bad?"
The boy lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes were wet, and he was full of guilt.
Even knowing it's an act, I still can't help but feel sorry for her.
"No." Song Linyuan gently stroked the corner of his eye and coaxed him softly, "Young Master is an angel, everything he does is right, go back and rest."
As they spoke, they carried Si Jin back to the bedroom, looked at the boy's thin legs that rarely touched the ground, and asked, "Young Master, would you like me to help you take a bath?"
Si Jin glanced at the bathroom, thinking that it was only the first day they had met, and she couldn't let him succeed so quickly, so she simply said, "Just fill the bathtub with water."
"Okay." Song Linyuan agreed, and soon prepared the hot water and pushed Si Jin inside.
But they stood there, refusing to go out, stubbornly guarding the young master to see how he would undress by himself.
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