He wasn’t sure whether he should be happy that she was actually jealous or speechless that she had done something so childish.
Xia Weibao cleared her throat awkwardly, averted her eyes with a hint of embarrassment, and the tips of her ears turned slightly red.
Anyway, this kind of behavior really was... quite childish.
She instantly felt her IQ had dropped to the level of Yan Yuexian’s.
Lu Hualiang withdrew his gaze, looking towards Yan Lingyi, "I apologize, Lady Lingyi, it was my fault for dirtying the soup. Not wanting it to go to waste, I had my wife take it to feed the pigs."
Yan Lingyi was a bit confused, not understanding why he was explaining this to her.
It wasn’t her who had sent him the soup.
Or was his remark simply because he did not want to waste the soup, so he gave it to pigs to eat?
"Not wasting food is good."
Lu Hualiang thought for a moment, "Lady Lingyi, I don’t really drink soup, so there’s no need to send soup to Lu Garden in the future."
If his wife wasn’t happy, it was a serious problem.
Yan Lingyi was completely dumbfounded now, "I haven’t sent you any soup."
Xia Weibao raised an eyebrow, a mocking look in her eyes as she glanced at Yan Weiyang, whose face had turned ashen, and she smiled.
So someone had been staging their own play.
Lu Hualiang’s expression tightened, he swept a glance over Yan Weiyang without a word, and left with Xia Weibao.
The look he gave before leaving sent a chill through Yan Weiyang’s entire body.
Yan Yuexian was the slowest to react, "What does Director Lu mean? Aunt, did you send him soup? But I didn’t see you making soup. Instead, it was my cousin..."
Her voice abruptly stopped.
That brain of hers, just a tad smarter than a pig’s, finally caught on.
The food box was delivered to Lu Garden by her cousin; the soup was also from her!
It was just that, it was under the pretense of being from her aunt.
If Yan Yuexian could realize this with her intelligence, it goes without saying for others.
Yan Weiyang lowered her head, her body shrinking slightly, her face deathly pale.
"Mom, I’m sorry, I... I was the one who sent the soup. I was afraid Director Lu wouldn’t want it, so I said it was you who asked to send it."
Yan Lingyi wasn’t sure what to say at the moment.
Blame her? How could she bear it? This was the daughter she had finally found.
Just thinking about how her daughter told such a lie just to see Lu Hualiang made her heart ache.
She also started harboring some resentment towards Lu Hualiang.
Yan Fei’s eyes gradually narrowed, "Weiyang, what did you promise me?"
Yan Weiyang’s body trembled, fear creeping in.
Yan Yuexian glared at him, "Brother, don’t talk to my cousin with such a harsh tone, you’ve scared her."
"Shut up, look at what she’s doing now, being a mistress, wrecking someone’s home, Yan Weiyang where are your boundaries, do you have no shame at all!"
Such harsh accusations made Yan Weiyang feel utterly humiliated, and she ran away with her face covered.
Yan Yuexian angrily glared at Yan Fei, "Cousin, you’ve gone too far. Lu Hualiang and Xia Weibao are both unmarried. Who’s home has my cousin wrecked?
What’s wrong with her pursuing the man she likes? Are you still her cousin? It seems like you only take the side of outsiders."
After speaking, she turned to chase after Yan Weiyang.
Yan Lingyi also showed displeasure, "Xiao Fei, you went too far with your words."
Even though Lu Hualiang now had a girlfriend and it was somewhat unseemly for Yan Weiyang to be still pining for him, her daughter wasn’t wrong.
Calling her a mistress and accusing her of destroying a family was too harsh a charge.
Yan Fei was somewhat angry, "Aunt, I have always respected you, but on this matter, I do not agree with your view.
I know you love your niece, and I care for her too, but you can’t be without principles.
We can’t condone her breaking up someone else’s family; this is an issue of moral boundaries. This isn’t loving her, it’s harming her."