Unfortunately, when the room was filled with harmony, there was a loud bang, and the courtyard gate was kicked open. The noise was piercingly loud.
This kind of disturbance could only suggest one thing: someone was here to start trouble.
Ye Jiu was the first to rise, and then silently walked out of the hall, just in time to see Mrs. He and Old Man Ye hurrying toward him. His heart suddenly skipped a beat!
Damn it, what the hell? It was the Fourth Brother’s wedding; weren’t Mom and Dad supposed to be busy greeting the guests? Why had they come to her instead?
Indeed, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t avoid it!
Ye Jiu rushed forward and threw herself into Mrs. He’s arms, "Mom, why did you and Dad come here?"
"You girl, you should know, you’re still young. Don’t handle everything by yourself. Your parents aren’t just idle; we’ve lived a long life," Mrs. He said as she straightened the body of Ye Jiu, who was leaning completely against her, and then let go and walked towards the living room.
"Where are the people from the He Family? If there’s an issue, take it up with this old woman. Why involve a child? That’s really shameless!" Mrs. He’s tone was harsh, and with the expression on her face, she indeed looked like a mean old lady.
Ye Jiu stepped forward and grabbed Mrs. He’s arm again, "Mom, what people from the He Family? I don’t understand what you’re talking about."
Just as Ye Jiu was trying to interfere, she saw that the royal couple had already stood at the living room entrance, "Girl..."
Ye Jiu covered her face.
It really was a case of the more you don’t want something, the more it happens.
When Ye Jiu let go, Mrs. He, already arms akimbo and fuming, stormed over to the royal guest, "I’m telling you, no matter who you are from the He Family, I’ve long broken ties with them, there’s no relationship anymore. I won’t beg you, and if you from the He Family have any issues, don’t come to us attaching yourself to a child. Have you really lost all your face, feeding it to dogs?"
Back then, her brothers and their wives harped on her for not being able to marry off at her age, bringing shame and face-loss to the He Family, they even plotted to marry her off to a widower or some old man who couldn’t find a wife due to missing limbs.
Initially, even a dominant person like Mrs. He was nearly driven to hang herself; one could imagine how much suffering she endured at her parental home.
Now, she finally saw some relief after all the hardships. She didn’t seek revenge on the He Family out of respect for that little bit of blood relation; neither would she allow the He Family to come and leech off her family.
The king, who was scolded for no reason, was utterly baffled.
While the old lady scolded, hands on her hips, her spit flying everywhere, she was the picture of a shrew.
The king could only step back and wipe his face.
He wasn’t sure if it was his own illusion, but he felt like the old lady’s spit had landed on his face.
But he hadn’t ignored the fact that just now, Ye Jiu called this old lady mother, so this woman, who looked old enough to be Ye Jiu’s grandmother, was actually Ye Jiu’s mother.
It took a lot of restraint not to kick her out then and there.
My god, where did this shrew come from? The king had lived so long yet never encountered such a spectacle!
Mrs. He, who had begun to curse with gusto, found Old Man Ye rushing over to pull her back, "Old lady, please, hold your tongue!"
"What’s wrong? You’re supposed to be a father. They are bullying your daughter, and you still want to help them?" Mrs. He retorted.