Shi Lingyan looked serious, "Sincerity brings magical results."
Old Mrs. Shi was so angry that she almost took off her high heels to hit him.
The maid nearby couldn’t help but snicker at the sight.
Shi Lingyan smiled, "Spend more time at home with Grandpa."
Old Mrs. Shi grew even angrier, "Now you’re telling me what to do? I only go out a few times a year, and here I am back, aren’t I? The old man said he would organize a birthday party for me, and I’ll invite some old friends to come and have fun. You better not run off halfway."
Old Mrs. Shi was truly traumatized by Shi Lingyan’s unexpected disappearances over the past two years—they had agreed on plans, but suddenly he would be nowhere to be found.
When they urgently searched for him and called, he would dismiss them with messy excuses of overtime work and business trips.
As a result, the beautiful and prestigious women she had arranged for him could only leave in disappointment.
Shi Lingyan remained silent.
Old Mrs. Shi felt even more irritated.
Every time there was a serious matter to discuss, he was like a mute gourd, not uttering a peep.
It wasn’t like that when Tang Wu was still alive!
He was so obedient to Tang Wu!
The first one or two years after Tang Wu’s death were understandable, but now three years had passed. The dead knew nothing while the living suffered torment.
Just dragging it out wasn’t a solution.
Looking at Shi Lingyan, Old Mrs. Shi felt so frustrated she raised her hand as if to hit him and said, "You little rascal, just speak up. What kind of girl do you like? I’ll find her for you! Recently, Linda’s granddaughter was asking about you. The current President’s wife is her close aunt, a beauty and a top graduate from the Vienna Music Academy. There are countless men chasing after her!"
Her grandson was so outstanding, even a princess would be none too good for him.
Tang Wu back then was quite a catch.
Such a pity, a beauty doomed to a fateful end.
Shi Lingyan was silent.
Old Mrs. Shi, fuming, exclaimed, "Are you even listening to me?"
"Uh-huh," Shi Lingyan responded indifferently.
"I even have her Facebook profile, shall I show you?" Old Mrs. Shi picked up her phone, ready to search.
Shi Lingyan held Old Lady Shi’s hand, his eyebrows earnest, and said slowly, "Grandma, I’m married."
"That’s no marriage!" Old Mrs. Shi almost jumped up excitedly, "Marrying a fool who can only sit at home, what use do I have for her? Our Shi Family is already lacking in members. If our line ends with you, how am I supposed to face our ancestors?"
Old Mrs. Shi, although dressed and thought modernly,
still harbored the typical mindset of someone from Xia Country.
"Don’t think I don’t know, Aunt Chen told me everything; you may share a room, but you sleep separately!" Old Mrs. Shi was very angry, "Every night on the sofa, on a small bed, you as a grown man aren’t uncomfortable, but I feel uncomfortable for you!"
"I don’t care, you may not see Wendy, but I can’t let this fool mess up your life!" Old Mrs. Shi spoke very firmly, "Don’t use your marriage as an excuse anymore. In ancient times, there were even laws for divorce, let alone now. As for the Shi Family, a bit of money will keep them from making any trouble."
"It was a misunderstanding by Aunt Chen," Shi Lingyan interrupted her endless talk, narrowing his eyes slightly, his voice firm, "We are husband and wife. What we do behind closed doors, does Aunt Chen need to know that?"
Old Mrs. Shi’s eyes brightened, "What do you mean?"