Why Our Mom Couldn't Keep Her Daughter-in-Law in Line!

Outside the little tavern, Li Ye supported the swaying Wen Guohua as he said goodbye to the equally unsteady Qu Da.

When an elder brother-in-law helped his younger sister's husband get something done, he truly spared no effort. At the table, he clinked glasses with Qu Da again and again, leaving even the heavy-drinking Li Ye unable to get a word in. Li Ye had not managed a single sip.

Qu Da found it rather baffling. After all, his relationship with Wen Guohua was anything but ordinary; there was no need to be so formal with each other.

But baffled or not, Qu Da still pounded his chest and declared, "Brother, don't worry. Leave this to me. If I can't get it done, I'll bring my head to see you."

Before getting into the car, Wen Guohua burped and instructed Qu Da, "Director Qu, I'm leaving this matter to you! This is my little brother's opening salvo—don't let it misfire on your end."

Though Qu Da was swaying badly, his mind remained fairly clear. He immediately said, "Brother, are you putting me down? If you'd wanted to become a department director, you'd have been one long ago. You're tempering steel a thousand times to forge a fine piece! Your path is different from ours—it's a long one!"

"Hehehehe, right, right, it's long! It's a long one!"

Wen Guohua chuckled, seeming both smugly pleased with himself and helplessly making light of himself.

The road he walked truly differed from Li Ye's, Wen Leyu's, and Pan Xiaoying's. He had started in the neighborhood office, then moved to the district, climbing steadily all the way up, one solid footprint at a time.

Though he had been promoted whenever he should have been, without a moment's delay, compared with Pan Xiaoying's style of making