The commotion drew an ever-growing crowd.
Using her pocket as cover, Song Yaoyao took a bag of sunflower seeds out of her storage space. She grabbed a handful for herself and gave the rest to her cousin and the guards.
How could they watch the drama unfold without sunflower seeds?
They were essential equipment for enjoying a juicy spectacle!
Just then, Qu Qianyu heard the noise and came outside. Without even looking at the people on the ground, he said impatiently:
"Who's making a racket at the gate? Throw them out!"
Hearing that, Qu Youping scrambled to his feet, charged forward, and delivered two resounding slaps to Qu Qianyu's face:
"You walking disaster! I'm your father, and you dare throw even me out?
"Ruining the Marquis of Enping's Residence wasn't enough for you? Now you want to drive your old man away too? I'll beat you to death, you unfilial wretch!"
With that, Qu Youping lunged at Qu Qianyu...
The affairs of the Marquis of Enping's Residence had been the talk of the Capital lately.
No one had expected the people before them to be members of the former marquis's household.
Afraid that the household would track him down, Qu Qianyu had been hiding in this little courtyard lately without venturing outside.
He had bought a maid and a manservant, who went out to purchase supplies. Though they had heard about the Marquis of Enping's Residence, they had no idea who Qu Qianyu was and would not report the household's affairs to him.
Qu Qianyu recognized Qu Youping's voice. He could scarcely believe that the beggar before him was his own father.
He dodged Qu Youping, afraid of being hit, but still took a careful look at the beggar before him.
Though the man looked disheveled and filthy, that face