Su Ruanruan was left speechless.
That shameless vigor, Bao Jingyan must have inherited it from him.
She picked up her brush, glanced at the Sun Family uncle, and then gently wrote the character "静" (jing).
As soon as she set down the first two strokes, Sun Jingyu was already full of praise.
Sun Jingan snorted softly.
Just two strokes, what’s so good about that?
But when the entire character was complete, the harsh words he had ready at his lips couldn’t come out.
Her calligraphy with the brush was very proper, quite impressive.
It was no worse than his own, honed over more than twenty years!
Su Ruanruan set down the brush and asked the Sun Family uncle, "Uncle, what do you think?"
Sun Jingyu was about to give compliments when the door to the study opened.
A servant stood at the door, troubled: "The old lady is asking for the great master to come over."
With a fierce glare at Su Ruanruan, Sun Jingan left.
A moment later, the old lady’s scolding could be heard from outside.
"You ingrate, did you rush over from City B just to make things difficult for the young lady?"
"How old is she? And how old are you, Jingan?"
"Think about Jingyan’s age. Finally, there’s a young lady who doesn’t despise him, and he likes her so much. Are you intentionally wanting your nephew to remain a bachelor? You won’t let Jingse marry, and you also want Jingyan to stay single? I see, you’re deliberately trying to make things difficult for your sister. Hah, usually you act like you care so much about your sister, psh, the real you shows the moment she’s gone."
The old Mrs. Sun was usually very genteel, but her scolding was no less fierce than Old Lady Bao’s.
Amused, Su Ruanruan couldn’t help but miss the old lady.
She had played a game against Mrs. Bao, which ended up hurting the old lady’s feelings.
She felt a wave of sadness.
From outside, Sun Jingan’s arguments could be heard.
"Mom, I was just looking out for Jingyan!"
"That accusation of my real intentions, it’s so unpleasant to hear!"
"I just wanted to see the girl’s true intentions, to find out if she truly likes Jingyan, or if she harbors ulterior motives to use him..."
Old Mrs. Sun spat out in disgust, "Her true intention is your dad!"
"My dad’s already been carried away. Old lady, please think of someone else."
Old Mrs. Sun gestured as if to hit him, and Sun Jingan immediately cowered and coaxed her kindly.
Mother and son reconciled.
They whispered intimately.
Inside the study, Su Ruanruan appeared calm on the surface, but inside she was experiencing a storm of emotions.
Sun Jingan really had spent decades immersed in a certain world, seeing through everything.
When she first got together with Bao Jingyan, it was half due to his coercion and half due to her own covetousness.
All the while, Sun Jingyu calmly sipped tea.
He observed Su Ruanruan.
Then, he smiled: "I’m aware of Jingyan’s shortcomings, don’t worry about it."
He added: "You’re young, I’ll make sure Jingyan is more considerate towards you."
While speaking, Sun Jingan came in.
He began to speak very calmly: "Our return today with your second uncle was rather hasty, and we didn’t have time to prepare anything. Tomorrow morning, your two aunts will fly back to provide you with a proper meeting gift."
Su Ruanruan was taken aback.
Sun Jingan cleared his throat: "Now that you’re here, settle in properly."
His voice warmed up a bit: "If you feel wronged or find it inconvenient, you can talk to me and your second uncle. We will stand up for you!"
After saying so, he left awkwardly.
Sun Jingyu caught up with his elder brother in the yard.
Sun Jingan tossed a cigarette to his younger brother.
Between puffs of smoke, Sun Jingan gave a wry smile: "The old lady told me a bit about the kid, she’s had it tough."
He gestured with his chin: "Go call her for dinner."
Sun Jingyu smiled, bumped his shoulder: "Not going to make it difficult for her anymore? Who was it that swore up and down they would put her through eighty-one trials?"
"Get out of here," Sun Jingan snorted lightly: "Wait until your wife deals with you."