Yan Yaoyao's words echoed repeatedly in Zhang Shuyun's mind.
It was as if she had suddenly unlocked her full potential; once she got back, she boldly brought it up with Yan Shu.
"Yan Shu, I've been thinking about it carefully, and it's really not appropriate for my nephew to live in a courtyard house. How about this, do you think it's possible to transfer a house to me? When my nephew comes to Yancheng to look for a job, he can stay there."
Yan Shu had never encountered such a bizarre request in her life. Zhang Shuyun's shamelessness was simply unbelievable to her.
"Aunt Zhang, do you know what you're saying?" Yan Shu was speechless for a moment.
Zhang Shuyun was not ashamed at all; on the contrary, she became even more self-righteous: "Anyway, you already have so many houses. Giving me one wouldn't be a big deal, would it? I'm your mother-in-law, so why are you being so stingy?"
Yan Shu said coldly, "You're not my mother-in-law. I don't have a habit of giving away houses to outsiders. Or rather, if I wanted to give away a house, of course I could, but you can't ask me for it."
Yan Qiao found Zhang Shuyun really strange, coming up with such bizarre ideas after just one trip.
Did someone give her advice behind the scenes?
Grandpa Song was so angry that he left without even eating.
"Get out of here!"
Zhang Shuyun refused to leave, stubbornly refusing to go anywhere else.
"You've gone too far! I've served you for so long and given you so many years of my youth, and in the end I can't even get a house?"
Grandpa Song was always very satisfied with her; she was sensible and considerate, and as long as you paid her, she could take care of everything perfectly.
If he hadn't brought her here this time, he wouldn't have known that Zhang Shuyun had this side to her.
"I already made it clear to you back in the courtyard: if you feel wronged working for me, then find another job! This is an employer-employee relationship, and you're acting like you're the boss while you're getting paid! Get out of here now. Starting today, you're fired!"
Finding a new nanny is certainly troublesome, but it's better than having endless trouble now.
Zhang Shuyun dares to ask for the house now, but who knows if she'll try to find other things in the future?
That's absolutely terrifying!
Zhang Shuyun covered her face and wept bitterly, shouting, "You have no conscience!"
Then, he turned and ran out.
She didn't leave like that; instead, she sat downstairs wiping away her tears.
After crying for a while, several old ladies came over.
Aunt Tang squinted and looked her over. "Isn't this Sister Shuyun?"
The house where Yan Shu lives now belongs to the Song family. It used to be where Old Master Song lived, and Zhang Shuyun also lived here.
Some elderly people who have lived here for many years recognize her and Grandpa Song.
Zhang Shuyun sobbed, "Sister Tang, it's so kind of you to still remember me."
Aunt Tang patted her hand and said, "Why are you crying? Who bullied you? Let me tell you, just because we're old doesn't mean anyone can bully us. My daughter-in-law is completely under my thumb and doesn't dare to fight back at all. Let me teach you a few tricks."
Her words made Zhang Shuyun cry even harder.
“I’m not Yan Shu’s proper mother-in-law. Even if she bullies me, I can only swallow it down. How could I dare to retaliate against her?”
Aunt Tang glared at her and said, "She's your daughter-in-law. In the old days, as her mother-in-law, you could set rules for her. Why can't you discipline her? You can't be too nice to your daughter-in-law. You have to let her experience the consequences so she'll respect us."
Aunt Man, who was standing to the side, shook her head. "Don't give me any random advice. We all know what kind of person Yan Shu is. Ren Shuyun hasn't even said that it's Yan Shu's problem yet."
Zhang Shuyun glanced at her, then began to embellish the story, recounting Yan Shu's actions and how she mistreated her mother-in-law.
Seeing Tang Da Niang's indignant expression, Zhang Shuyun knew she had made the right bet.
After speaking with them, Zhang Shuyun suddenly noticed a man carrying a camera walking over.
He offered his business card, saying he was a reporter.
"I just heard you mention Yan Shu. If I remember correctly, she should be Yan Qiao's mother. May I interview you?"
Zhang Shuyun was taken aback. She had only made a complaint about Yan Shu, so how did she end up being approached by reporters?
Actually, these are paparazzi staking out downstairs. Everyone knows Yan Qiao is a frequent topic of trending searches these days.
If we could dig up information about her relationship or anything else, we'd definitely expose it.
...
That evening, Yan Qiao indeed received a video from the paparazzi on her Weibo account.
They directly asked Yan Qiao for two million.
Yan Qiao didn't open it, but replied with: 【You're crazy.】
Earning two million by shooting a video? What kind of money is so easy to make? Introduce her to it too.
The next day, Yan Qiao went out as usual.
Today is Pei Jingzhan's first day at work. She wants to organize the antique furniture photos she took yesterday, add some audio, and post them on Weibo.
As soon as she went downstairs, some of the people who used to greet her warmly every day seemed to be looking at her differently.
Yan Qiao was puzzled for a moment, then put the matter out of her mind.
Before she had gone far, Yan Shu came downstairs with her scarf.
"quietly!"
She caught up with Yan Qiao and scolded, "You're such a grown-up, how could you forget your scarf?"
Yan Qiao touched her neck; no wonder she felt empty when she went out.
She smiled and took the scarf, but before she could speak, she saw an egg being thrown at her by Yan Shu.
She instinctively used her scarf to cover herself, but the scarf covering the egg fell to the ground, and the egg white and yolk seeped out.
Yan Shu's expression changed drastically, and she questioned the boy standing behind her: "Fang Mao, what are you doing!"
Fang Mao turned to run, but Yan Qiao strode forward and grabbed his ear.
"Run! Run again!"
The tearing pain in his ear made Fang Mao grimace in agony.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
Yan Qiao looked at Yan Shu, "Mom, who is he?"
"Grandma Tang's grandson."
Yan Qiao didn't know Fang Mao, but she knew Aunt Tang.
This generation of notorious wicked mothers-in-law took it upon themselves to suppress their daughters-in-law, spending their entire lives sowing discord between their son and daughter-in-law, causing endless trouble at home.
Yan Qiao tightened her grip and questioned Fang Mao, "Why did you throw eggs at my mother? What have we ever done to you?!"
Fang Mao's face was contorted with rage as he shouted, "I'll beat you to death! I'm going to beat you to death! You unfilial wretch who mistreats your mother-in-law, I'll beat you every time I see you!"
Yan Shu's face was grim. He was certain that he hadn't thought these words himself, but rather heard them from the adults.
What puzzled her was why Aunt Tang said that.
"Fang Mao, why did you say such a thing?"
Yan Qiao suddenly remembered the video from last night that was priced at two million, her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she took out her phone.
"Mom, I might know why."
She pulled up the video, which showed Zhang Shuyun complaining in front of paparazzi.
She cried as she said that she had served the old man for so many years, but in her old age she was disliked and treated like an outsider.
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