Knock knock.

Hearing the knocking, the two old men looked over.

The old lady put down her teacup and walked over: "Who are you looking for?"

In front were three people, two men and one woman, looking like a family.

They carried an air of arrogance, even though they had smiles on their faces, the sense of superiority was undeniable.

Lu Shaqing smiled and said: "Hello, old lady, I'm looking for Song Guanchao."

The old lady cheerfully opened the yard gate and asked: "What do you need Guan Chao for?"

She didn't ask if they were friends or colleagues of her grandson.

She knew her grandson wouldn't be friends with such people.

If they were colleagues, they wouldn't come over on New Year's Day.

So, there was only one reason; they were here for her grandson, and most likely it was trouble.

But even knowing it was likely trouble, she didn't ignore them outside.

The Lu family trio entered the yard.

The yard was cemented but very clean, with the snow swept away.

But the three seemed unsure where to step, walking very slowly.

The old lady fetched a few small stools: "Sit."

Then she called for the old man: "Go bring the small table over."

"Don't move, old leader, I'll do it,"

Mr. Chi volunteered, but just as he was about to move, the accompanying driver quickly ran over to fetch a small square table.

Then went to help the old lady prepare three cups of tea.

"Young man is really diligent."

The old lady praised him, and the driver's face lit up with joy.

Mr. Chi felt a twinge: "Smiling like a flower."

The driver immediately straightened his face, but secretly felt amused.

The boss was jealous.

Lu Yuan glanced at the small stool and frowned but sat down.

Lu Shaqing also sat down graciously.

Yang Hui took out a tissue, wiped the stool, and then sat down.

Watching the three's actions, the two old men had smiles that were not quite smiles.

But since they weren't here for them, they couldn't be bothered.

Lu Shaqing accepted the tea and smiled: "Thank you."

But soon placed the imitation Longquan Kiln tea cup back on the table.

He looked at the tea cup on the table and shook his head slightly.

The poorer people are, the more particular they get, commonly known as the ostentation of poverty.

A poor rural family trying to mimic the wealthy with ancient-style tea cups, ending up more like a painted tiger resembling a dog, drawing ridicule.

Lu Yuan held the tea cup, examining it closely.

He had a hobby of collecting antiques.

And was quite knowledgeable about antiques.

This tea cup was very typical of the Longquan Kiln style.

From what he could tell, he couldn't distinguish if it was real or fake.

But he certainly wouldn't consider it real, just thought that the craftsmanship of such counterfeits nowadays was getting better and better.

"Why are you looking for my grandson?"

The old lady sat down, although shorter by a head, she didn't feel the least inferior due to the other party's fancy clothing and overbearing air.

On the contrary, she remained unaffected, like a martial arts master who had reached spiritual enlightenment.

Yet, the three had no interest in analyzing this rural old lady and merely found her lack of fear quite amusing.

Lu Shaqing asked: "Old lady, this morning, did a woman come here?"

The old lady already understood the situation.

They were here for Qu Xiangru.

She shook her head: "No."

No?

Lu Shaqing was somewhat surprised, could they have come to the wrong place?

He asked again: "Is the old lady's grandson named Song Guanchao?"

The old lady nodded.

Lu Shaqing felt puzzled and pulled out his phone, found a photo of Qu Xiangru and handed it over: "Old lady, take a look, have you seen this person?"

Upon seeing the photo, the old lady thought, "Just as I suspected."

She feigned surprise and said: "Oh, that's Xiao Ru. She came."

Lu Shaqing furrowed his brow, was this old lady messing with him?

She just said she hadn't come, now she's saying she did.

He spoke in an unfriendly manner: "Didn't the old lady say she hadn't come?"

The old lady smiled: "You asked about the morning, Xiao Ru came last night."

Last night?

The three from the Lu family all changed their expressions.

In other words, Qu Xiangru stayed here last night?

Lu Shaqing's face was already quite displeased.

He agreed to this marriage mainly because of Qu Xiangru's looks.

With the Deputy Governor title paired with such stunning beauty, few men could resist.

He was no exception.

And he had heard that Qu Xiangru had no romantic history, likely still a virgin.

Whether or not the marriage could succeed, just having Qu Xiangru's body, breaking her virginity, would be worthwhile.

But now learning that Qu Xiangru had stayed at a poor lad's house!

The night of New Year's Eve, coming to another's home, and staying over.

Who would believe nothing happened at night?

"Outrageous!"

Lu Yuan suddenly burst out angrily.

Yang Hui cursed: "Such a woman, our Lu family doesn't need her!"

Saying this, she stood to leave.

Lu Shaqing, however, smiled: "Mom, no rush."

His smile was icy.

Those who knew him knew he was really angry.

Lu Shaqing continued: "Old lady, where are your grandson and that woman?"

The old lady had already roughly understood the situation.

She took out her phone: "They went out, let me call and see if they're back."

When the call connected, Song Guanchao was driving back.

"Someone's looking for me? Who?"

"Look at me, forgot to ask."

The old lady looked at the three: "What's your name?"

Lu Shaqing calmly replied: "Lu Shaqing."

"Lu Shaqing? Never heard of it."

"Never heard of it? Fine, talk when you get back. Where are you now?"

"Half an hour away."

After hanging up, the old lady said: "They'll be here in half an hour."

Lu Shaqing nodded, at this point, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Captain Liu, bring some people to Zhuxi Village. Bring everyone, all of them!"

Lu Shaqing's face was indifferent, his eyes filled with anger: "Someone made me unhappy, I'm very angry now!"

Setting down the phone, Lu Shaqing took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Lu Yuan and his wife watched their son without saying a word.

This son was very opinionated and rarely got angry.

But when he did, even ten oxen couldn't stop him.

Of course, they didn't care about their son teaching some rural people a lesson.

In their eyes, such people weren't people.

With the influence of their Lu family, even if they broke limbs, no one would dare to say anything.

However, his words made the old couple and Mr. Chi reveal icy glints in their eyes.

The old lady smiled: "Young man, do you have a problem with my grandson?"

Lu Shaqing squinted, tore off the mask of false respect, and coldly said: "From now on, shut your mouth."

"Bang!"

Grandpa and Mr. Chi slammed the table.

The driver immediately reached for his waist, likely where his gun was.

The old lady waved her hand: "Sit down."

The two men with thick white eyebrows glared, about to speak, but the old lady's voice lowered: "Sit down!"

The two pulled at the corners of their mouths and sat down.

The old lady resumed her cheerful smile, indeed adhering to Lu Shaqing's command, not speaking further.

Time ticked away.

At the village entrance, Song Guanchao's car drove in.

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