An Tingyu smiled slightly. "Alright, stop complaining. You and Mo Youcan have been fighting for years, so you're already enemies. Can you expect him to greet you properly? That would be a problem! And you didn't even greet him yourself. You two are the same."
"Why are you speaking for him? Don't tell me that in your heart, we are all the same to you." Jing Aotian pouted his red lips and looked at her resentfully.
Seeing the aggrieved look, An Tingyu turned around to look at Xiao Yunxi and said, "Xi'er, when you grow up, don't learn from your father. He's a jealous person who breaks down every day and almost makes your mother jealous to death. If you become like him when you grow up and get married, she will definitely run away with someone else. So don't learn from him, okay?"
Little Yunxi raised her little face and nodded heavily, saying in a very cute and hateful way: "Mom, Xier knows. When Xier grows up, she will definitely not be as useless as Dad. She is always worried that someone will snatch her away. She is so useless."
"Listen, listen, even your son knows you're useless!" An Tingyu sighed and shook her head. "Why are you such a failure as a person? You need to change!"
"It needs to be changed!" Xiao Yunxi also imitated him and said.
Jing Aotian rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "I was scolded by my own son today!"
Hearing this, An Tingyu chuckled. Although little Yunxi didn't quite understand what they were doing, she laughed too.
Both of his beloved ones were smiling. Seeing this scene, no matter how sour Jing Aotian felt, it was diluted. So he could only curl his lips, look at their smiling faces gently, and feel the happy moment at that moment.
Night came quietly. After An Tingyu and the others had dinner and let Xiao Yunxi wash up and go to bed, An Tingyu and Jing Aotian quietly came to Lei Mansion.
In the courtyard of the Lei Mansion, Lei Ming looked at the two people who had arrived to defend themselves. He smiled slightly, "I didn't expect you all to come together. Should I say that I'm very proud? Or that this matter is really serious?"
"Isn't it awful enough that you have to rely on others to support you even when you walk like a useless person?" An Tingyu retorted sarcastically.
"Nineteenth generation, is Miss An always like this?" Lei Ming turned to the other side and asked Jing Aotian with a hint of meaning, but the latter played dumb and said, "What do you mean?"
"She has a sharp tongue and knows how to poke other people's pain. She is really a powerful woman. Nineteenth generation, can you really stand her?" Although Lei Ming was talking to Jing Aotian, he was looking at An Tingyu, as if to say: You are rubbing salt on my wounds, but I am not a vegetarian either.
You actually said he was a waste?
As one of the hall masters of the Nether Palace, Lei Ming had never felt so cowardly, and An Tingyu said it so mercilessly. Didn't that make him feel ashamed?
So he had to let Jing Aotian treat her and see if she would poke his sore spot again in the future.
However, just when Lei Ming thought Jing Aotian would lecture An Tingyu, Jing Aotian simply said, "I can tolerate her, but she can't tolerate me. She says I'm a failure as a person. Even my son says I'm useless and need to change."
"Uh..." Lei Ming was silent for a while, and finally said comfortingly: "With a daughter-in-law and son like this, you are more pitiful than me!"
Hearing this, An Tingyu rolled her eyes. "Are you two acting like idiots? Have you had enough of acting like idiots? Hurry up and get down to business."
Upon hearing this, Lei Ming's playful expression faded and replaced with a serious one. "This person seems to have a purpose, and he also has some knowledge of the Netherworld. So Miss An might be right. We might really have a problem internally. However, there's a strange phenomenon: the shops that were attacked are all long-established ones, while new shops have no problems at all."
Lei Ming is an imperial merchant, so on the surface, he is a businessman, but he knows that some of his disciples are hidden under the business. Some people who look like ordinary workers are actually the disciples of the Nether Palace.
However, in recent days, the businesses under Lei Ming have been frequently attacked maliciously, not just verbally or physically, but the strange thing is that the ones attacked are all old contact points, not new ones.
An Tingyu bit her lip lightly and said, "Aotian, what do you think about this?"
Jing Aotian pondered for a moment and said, "It's just an old brand. That means this person may only know about the old Nether Palace and the old shops, but not the new shops at all. In other words, this person may be a traitor from the past."
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