"Tangtang, I think your intention to separate Dad and Comrade Song is not wrong, but the focus is wrong."
"Your focus should be on exposing Comrade Song's hypocrisy, letting Dad see her true colors again and again, and letting go of this relationship completely. Only then will Dad change, even if it's just a little, like he did tonight."
Finally, Lu Huai'an concluded: "Tangtang, the key to resolving the emotional conflict between Dad and Comrade Song lies with Dad, not with you."
Su Wantang wasn't stupid; once Lu Huai'an said that, she understood perfectly.
Suddenly realizing something, she exclaimed excitedly, "So, you're trying to use Song Wanying's imprisonment as leverage to make her abandon Dad?"
"Um."
Lu Huai'an sighed: "It's a pity, Chief Huo has withdrawn the case."
Su Wantang shrugged: "What's there to be afraid of? I still have evidence of Song Wanying's theft; she can't escape."
"theft?"
Seeing Lu Huai'an's bewildered expression, Su Wantang realized that she hadn't told him about this, so she briefly mentioned it to him.
She scoffed, "Besides, Liu Cuicui, who's in so much pain she's practically eyeballs, is still with me. I'm not afraid she won't give in."
"My wife is so smart." Lu Huai'an pulled Su Wantang into his arms, nuzzling his chin against her neck.
He added worriedly, "Tangtang, I think Dad is a bit stubborn. Don't confront him too quickly. You have to take it slow and painstaking, slowly scraping away the piece of flesh on Dad that belongs to Song Wanying."
Su Wantang turned to the side and said in a leisurely tone, "You are a very filial son-in-law."
"To make my wife happy, I have no choice but to put my father-in-law through this. Besides, we're doing this for his own good. Once he finds out the truth, he'll understand our good intentions as his children."
Su Wantang deflected the blame: "This has nothing to do with me, I don't know anything about it."
"Yes, it was all my idea."
Seeing how cooperative Lu Huai'an was, Su Wantang lifted his chin, gave him a kiss, and hummed, "Not bad."
In an instant, Lu Huai'an's eyes darkened.
Su Wantang didn't notice and asked herself, "Tell me, why did Huo Qing withdraw the case out of the blue?"
"Want to know?"
Su Wantang was surprised: "You knew?"
"have no idea."
Su Wantang punched Lu Huai'an and said irritably, "Lu Huai'an, are you kidding me?"
"No, I'll try to find out tomorrow." Lu Huai'an had a vague guess in his mind, but he wasn't quite sure.
"You're just spouting nonsense," Su Wantang complained.
"Alright, alright, it's getting late, go to sleep, you've had a long day."
It would have been better if Lu Huai'an hadn't brought it up, because now that he had, Su Wantang was actually a little sleepy.
She closed her eyes and quickly drifted off to sleep.
Little did she know, the man beside her disappeared for an hour after she fell asleep, only to return covered in sweat.
...
The next day, after breakfast, Su Wantang and Wen Wanqing went to look at houses.
"Wanqing, you've arrived."
Wen Wanqing first introduced Miao Qiaoling: "Second sister-in-law, this is my daughter-in-law, Wantang."
He turned to Su Wantang and introduced her: "Wantang, this is my second sister-in-law, my second maternal aunt from Huai'an."
"Hello, Second Aunt." Su Wantang greeted her with a smile and extended her hand.
Miao Qiaoling praised, "She looks like a good child. Wanqing is so lucky."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Miao Qiaoling got down to business.
"The seller and we agreed to meet at nine o'clock. They'll be here in ten minutes. I have something to tell you beforehand."
"The seller doesn't accept bargaining and has rather demanding requirements, so if you want the house, you should be prepared."
This preventative measure made Su Wantang, who saw the location and appearance as quite nice, frown.
Wen Wanqing frowned. Was this a deliberate attempt to sell the house, or just a prank?
While the group was talking, an elderly man in his sixties or seventies, wearing a Zhongshan suit and leaning on a cane, got out of a car.
He first scrutinized Su Wantang and her companion, his tone sharp: "So you two want to buy a house? One hundred thousand a month."
100,000.
Several people gasped in shock.
There are courtyard houses for sale in Beijing, most of them cost 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, and some better ones cost 50,000 yuan. This old man quoted the highest price, which is double the original price.
No wonder so many people who came to see the house said it was good, but it didn't sell.
“Old comrade, if you don’t want to sell, you don’t need to call us over here and make fun of us. We can’t afford this house, and we don’t want it.” Su Wantang gave up her plan to buy the house without much thought.
If you actually buy it, wouldn't you be getting ripped off like a sucker?
The old man was quite a character; after listening, he immediately got back into the taxi, turned around, and drove away.
"Wanqing, Wantang, it's all because I didn't find out clearly. Look at the mess this has made..." Miao Qiaoling said apologetically.
"Second Aunt, how can I blame you? I am so grateful for your help in making the connection. It is I who have wasted your efforts."
These words made Miao Qiaoling feel very comfortable.
She deliberately put on a stern face and said, "Wantang, it's too formal for family to talk like that."
"Okay, Auntie, I won't talk about this."
"Second Aunt, let me say something else, please don't blame me for being insensible."
"No." Miao Qiaoling was amused by Su Wantang's honest attitude.
Thinking of the icy touch when we shook hands, Su Wantang guessed, "Second Aunt, are you a little short of blood and energy? I see you're dressed more warmly than Mom and me, but your hands are colder than ours."
Miao Qiaoling's smile was somewhat bitter: "It's just some old woman's ailment, nothing serious."
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