Butler Wang returned after settling Jiang Qingyu and his son in and saw the scene. He hurried forward to steady Old Master Jiang. "Chairman, please calm down. Mind your health."
Old Master Jiang grew even angrier. Pointing at the door, he roared at Butler Wang, "Get the bodyguards over here and tear down this door!"
Seeing that he meant business, Song Yutang glanced at the clock on the wall, finally set down her chopsticks, and got up to open the door.
The old master's kick met empty air. He staggered and nearly fell.
Butler Wang caught him in time. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his chest heaving violently. "Song Yutang, you..."
"It's only been three minutes, and you already can't take it?" Before he could finish his reprimand, Song Yutang unleashed a barrage of scolding.
The old master was so stunned that even his anger stalled. "What three minutes?"
Song Yutang folded her arms across her chest and looked at him calmly. "We've only given you the cold shoulder for three minutes, and you can't stand it? Have you ever thought about how many cold looks our family has endured over the past year? You're the head of this family, their father and grandfather. If you'd stood up and said a single fair word even once, Great-Aunt wouldn't have dared ostracize us like that before, and Second Uncle and his son certainly wouldn't have had the confidence to mock us like this today."
The old master's expression abruptly darkened.
His lips moved, but for a moment, he could not say a word.
Song Yutang's tone softened slightly, but her words grew weightier. "It wasn't my father-in-law's fault that he ended up in an orphanage as a child. He didn't get much schooling or see much of the world, and he isn't always thorough in how he handles things. None of that is his fault, either. His wife and children haven't done anything wrong. All the dignity and respectability that should have belonged to him were stolen by Jiang Qingyu. As the one who reaped the benefits, what right does he have to look down from on high and ridicule and belittle him? Anyone in this world could laugh at him, but you and Jiang Qingyu have the least right of all."
Her gaze finally settled on the old master's face, the disappointment in her eyes undisguised. "Even if we set the past aside, when the family's adopted son bullies its biological son, you don't mediate. Instead, you repeatedly take his side and indulge him. If you can't manage even basic fairness, what face do you have to blame me, your granddaughter-in-law, for following your example and ostracizing Second Uncle's family?"
"You... you..." Even the hand the old master pointed at her was shaking, but he could not finish his sentence.
In the end, he clutched his chest and crouched on the floor, his face deathly pale.
Song Yutang merely looked down at him coldly, her tone not softening in the slightest. "Even between a biological father and son, filial devotion follows fatherly kindness. If you don't conduct yourself uprightly, don't blame your children and grandchildren for following your example."
Sweat broke out on Butler Wang's forehead in his anxiety. He hurried to help him up. "Chairman, don't get upset. Sit down and rest first."
The family doctor rushed over with his medical kit. He checked the old master's blood pressure, listened to his heart, and only breathed a sigh of relief after a flurry of activity. "He's stable for now, but he mustn't get agitated again."
The old master leaned back in the chair, still breathing heavily, his clouded eyes fixed on Song Yutang for a long while.
In the end, he said nothing, merely waving a weary hand.
Butler Wang understood and summoned two bodyguards, who wheeled him away in a wheelchair.
Only after the old master was far away did Jiang Boyan mutter quietly, "Sister-in-law, wasn't that a little too harsh?"
Song Yutang turned back toward the dining room, her tone calm. "Better a short, sharp pain than prolonged suffering. Some abscesses will never heal unless you squeeze them open."
Jiang Guoqiang and Li Xiulan exchanged a glance, but ultimately said nothing.
Jiang Sinian, who had watched the entire thing from hiding, was dumbfounded. "Song Yutang spoke so nastily, and that damned old man actually didn't punish her?"
Jiang Qingyu closed his eyes briefly, keeping his voice very low. "Song Yutang really has the old master wrapped around her finger. If this keeps up, I'm afraid a long night will bring more troublesome dreams."
A vicious gleam flashed through Jiang Sinian's eyes. "Then make her disappear. Like Third Uncle. Failing that, like Jiang Muyan..."
Jiang Qingyu sighed quietly. "Two car accidents in a row-if your grandmother hadn't intervened, the old man would probably already be suspicious. Another one would be far too obvious."
Jiang Sinian gritted his teeth, unwilling to accept it. "Are we supposed to just watch her climb onto our heads?"
Jiang Qingyu fell silent for a moment, his eyes sinister. "There are plenty of ways to destroy a woman. But we need to plan carefully and leave nothing that can be used against us..."
In the upstairs bedroom.
Jiang Muyan stared at the surveillance footage on his tablet, stunned speechless.
Jiang Qingyu and his son had hidden in a surveillance blind spot, so he had not seen them.
But he had seen the confrontation at the dining room door perfectly clearly.
He had known Song Yutang was formidable, but he had never imagined she was formidable enough to point right at the old master's nose and scold him.
This old man's favoritism was nothing new.
Although his father was the old man's biological son, he had originally been brought back to provide a kidney transplant to prolong the old man's life.
His honest father had wanted to donate without a second thought as soon as he proved a match.
It was Jiang Muyan who had noticed the subtleties of the situation and used the kidney transplant as leverage to secure what they were rightfully owed.
But the old man's heart was crooked at its very roots. Whenever Jiang Muyan was absent, his parents and younger siblings could only suffer.
Until today-
Song Yutang had actually taken everyone down single-handedly.
Jiang Muyan stared at that straight-backed figure on the screen, the corners of his mouth lifting of their own accord.
Song Yutang, you're so cool.
His wife was just too cool...
Considering how well she treated his family, if Song Yutang insisted on having a baby, Jiang Muyan was still willing to cooperate.
To cooperate better, he secretly undid his buttons again.
But after Song Yutang returned to the room and showered, just as she was about to get started, her WeChat suddenly chimed again and again.
They were all messages in Xuanxuan's affected, coy voice. "Big Sister~~ Xuanxuan's livestream is starting. If you have time, remember to come watch Xuanxuan..."
"I've prepared modern dance, jazz, and classical dance tonight. Is there anything you like, Big Sister...?"
Song Yutang had not had her fill of fun the previous night to begin with.
Her interest immediately piqued, she tapped into the livestream.
The young male college students flashed brilliant smiles as soon as they saw her enter:
"Good evening, Sister Tangtang~~~"
"Big Sister, would you like to chat or watch us dance?"
"Have you eaten, Big Sister? We've prepared a special duet tonight. Will you like it~~~"
Song Yutang really was interested and immediately sent several large rocket gifts.
The dancing in the livestream had already begun.
Dressed in white T-shirts and overalls, the young male college students brimmed with enthusiasm, preening and posing.
Song Yutang went from casually watching to watching with relish, her smile growing wider and wider, her eyes brighter and brighter.
Her eyes were practically glued to the screen.
Jiang Muyan, secretly watching from beside her, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot.
These little vixens really knew their brothel antics. They had his wife utterly bewitched.
Who would have thought that Song Yutang, with all her talk of the three obediences and four virtues, actually liked this sort of thing deep down?
She had clearly praised his figure and handsome face before.
Liar. Women were all liars.
Since other men were so great, she could go find other men.
Starting tonight, Song Yutang could forget about him cooperating with her to make a baby: (•́へ•́╬)
In reality, Song Yutang had just opened the door to a new world and was swept up in the excitement. Her interest in having a baby had faded considerably.
She spent the entire evening watching handsome men and had no time for Jiang Muyan at all.
Once she was tired of having fun, she went straight to sleep. Even when she realized she had missed the time window, she had no regrets: [Having a baby is for getting a share of the assets, and getting a share of the assets is for making myself happy. I'm pretty happy right now. Having a baby can wait.]
"..."
So this husband of hers simply counted for nothing in Song Yutang's eyes.
Jiang Muyan was absolutely furious.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, he once again could bear it no longer and viciously bit her lip.