At this moment, how much he wished he were piloting a fighter jet, ejecting the co-pilot seat.

A thousand each time, is this even a person?

Moreover, he knew clearly that this was just an appetizer; his mom definitely wouldn't let it go easily.

If she were to introduce a few each month, just with Shen Yi, he'd have to spend thousands; could he still live like this?

The key issue is his mom being out of town, leaving no way to discuss it. He can only endure this period for now, counting the days until his parents return from their honeymoon; it won't be long. Then he'll try to persuade them.

Maybe even the top girl in Gotham City thought he went overboard this time, so she surprisingly didn't say much about his failure, staying quite quiet instead.

The next day

In a lavish standalone villa in the suburbs of Jiangcheng City, Wen Nanqing was crying while holding a little girl, while an elderly woman dressed modestly yet exuding noble aura was comforting her.

"Dad, I said we couldn't let that bastard off the hook back then. So many years have passed, and he still has the nerve to come back and plot against Nanqing. I don't know what you're thinking, but I can't swallow this!"

A well-dressed middle-aged man shouted angrily, resembling the landlady in his facial features. A few beautiful women beside him were tugging his clothes, signaling him to lower his voice.

On the sofa, an old man with white hair and balding, wearing flip-flops and a large half-sleeve shirt, smoked silently, brows furrowed. This was the Wen Family's patriarch.

A lifetime of striving built such a large family business. Yet upon retiring, not a trace of a business owner's demeanor was left. If one didn't know, they would think he was just an ordinary old man strolling through the neighborhood.

"Old man, I objected to Xiao Qing's marriage back then, yet you said that young man wasn't bad, and they ended up marrying. We tolerated the grievances during the divorce for the child's sake, but not this time. Our family may not be eminent, but we still need to save face. You have to give an explanation!" The older woman comforting the landlady had anger in her eyes as she spoke sternly.

"Mom, do we still need Dad for this? You two are already at this age; as long as you give the nod, I'll find someone to get rid of him!" Wen Jingqi shouted loudly, clearly greatly agitated.

He only had one sister. Although most of the family property was given to his divorced sister by their father, he wasn't dissatisfied; it was the elders' wealth after all.

Besides, the remaining fraction was enough to support his family for three generations. The crucial point was that the family's construction company belonged to him, the goose that lays golden eggs was given to him, what is a little wealth worth?

So things were harmonious, with none of the overt or covert power struggles common in wealthy families.

After a long while, the old man extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray and spoke in a low voice: "He indeed went too far this time, but Jingqi, times have changed. Twenty years ago, your methods might have worked; now... it's not that easy."

"This won't work, that won't work, then what do you say should be done?"

"You had already found people back then to break that bastard's legs, how come it's not okay now?" Wen Jingqi was immediately infuriated.

Today, his sister came home crying with her child, casually called her brother. With such an incident, how could he stand by?

Hearing this, the old man pointed to the wine and phone on the table and said in a low voice: "Didn't the recording say that bastard's company is in trouble? Go check it out. I'll greet my old friends. In modern society, we use modern methods. Brute force has long been ineffective; money is the hard truth. You've managed the company for several years now and still don't understand this?"

"If something happens, what will Xiaoya and your two kids do for that bastard? Is it worth it, don't you understand?"

The wine on the table was naturally brought back from the restaurant, and the recording was sent by Su Qing to Wen Nanqing.

Since she came home, she naturally brought these things with her.

It wasn't really that complicated. With her parents and brother at home, Wen Nanqing just had to come home weeping with her child to complain, needing nothing else from her.

"Isn't this too cheap for him?"

"Cheap? Hmph, if he truly sincerely repents, so be it. Intentions or not, using such lowly means is unforgivable. His company, meeting people through us back then, isn't necessary to keep. Cut ties. Once his company collapses, spread the word around his hometown. Sure, teach him a lesson, let him stay in the hospital for a while, but don't cause any deaths; do it cleanly." The old man said in a harsh tone.

His tone hadn't fluctuated much, yet Lu Yang's future and fate were swiftly determined.

"I've been waiting for your word. I've got it now; I'll be responsible for the 'slap' aspect, alright?" Wen Jingqi asked excitedly.

The old man nodded: "I'll handle the cleaning; you don't have that much sway, kid."

"Alright then!" said Wen Jingqi, looking towards his weeping sister beside their mother: "Xiao Qing, don't worry. Brother guarantees to get you justice; do you think our Wen family daughter is someone he can plot against? Just wait, within half a month, brother will give you an answer."

With that, Wen Jingqi rushed out the door.

"Mom, I'll keep an eye on him. Xiao Qing, don't worry; your sister-in-law will ensure your brother teaches that bastard a good lesson!"

"Thank you, sister-in-law!" Wen Nanqing raised her head, eyes red, a face full of grievance.

The woman rushed out after him.

It's undeniable, women are born actresses. Last night, she even had the mood to interfere with Su Qing's 'blind date,' yet today she could return home crying to complain.

"Alright, alright, my girl, stop crying now, don't scare my granddaughter." The old lady patted her granddaughter's back, comforting her and her daughter.

This old girl of hers truly was pitiful, being bullied while able to return home. If only the family had a man, how could it be like this, no matter how much money, it's not enough.

"I'm fine, Mom, thankfully he didn't succeed this time, or else I wouldn't want to live!"

Seeing this, the old lady felt heartache and said: "Coincidentally, my granddaughter is on break, how about moving back to your maiden home for a while? I recently found a potential match, someone honest and well-off, it wouldn't hurt to bring Xiao Yun... and maybe find some time..."

"Mom, I don't have the heart for it right now," Wen Nanqing hurriedly interjected.

After her divorce, her marriage was a thorn in her parents' side. Considering her looks and qualifications, despite a child from her second marriage, not to mention ten marriages, she could still find a good man, but she was indeed deeply hurt that time, and now she only wanted to raise her daughter. As for what follows, she could only wait and see.

"Stubborn girl, what do you mean by not having the heart? You're still young. Do you really plan to spend a lifetime alone? No, no, while you're still young, we need to find someone. Few more years, you'll be looking for company in old age. A mom can't accompany you forever, and your brother can't always take care of you either. It's inevitable to find a man.

Moreover, your mom is getting old too, how many more years can we be together? If you don't find a good family, I can't rest easy closing my eyes."

Standard parental pressure for marriage, using emotional appeal, the hardest for children to handle, except for Gotham's top girl, she hasn't gotten to that yet.

Indeed, hearing this, Wen Nanqing sighed: "Mom, let me consider it more, I've got to find someone who I'm interested in, right?"

"Of course. As soon as you agree, your mom will scout out several more potential husbands by tomorrow. Many are eager to marry my daughter, young first-timers are a dime a dozen."

"Mom~~"

At this moment, the Wen patriarch seated on the sofa noticed the wine and phone on the table, then asked: "Daughter, besides that bastard, who helped you in the recording? You never mentioned it before?"

The mother, though thoughtful, the elder had seen more. From the recording, he noticed that another unfamiliar man seemed to share close ties with his daughter.

"Ah, indeed, I was about to ask, who is this kid?" Wen's mother also asked alongside.

Since he helped to shield his daughter from that bastard's bullying, her parents naturally were grateful to this child they'd only heard but never met.

"Grandma, grandma, I know, it's Su Daddy's voice!"

"No nonsense!"

The elders: →_→

"Come on, tell Grandma, who is this Su Daddy?"

Wen Nanqing:...

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