"Is she the eldest daughter of the Su Family?" Wang Shuyun glanced at Su Rumei’s departing figure and asked Yang Aiguo.
"Yes." Yang Aiguo nodded with a smile, "The beloved daughter of the old chief’s family."
Everyone knows that in the Capital City, Su Rumei is the only daughter of the Su Family, so whether it is Mr. Su or Su Rumei’s several brothers, they all have one word for her—pamper.
"Although I haven’t interacted with her, I experienced firsthand how the old chief spoiled his daughter back in those years." Yang Aiguo said with a laugh.
As for this Su Rumei, he has only heard of her reputation but hasn’t met her.
"Why does it feel like she knows our Lingling?" Wang Shuyun said puzzled.
Gu Lingling felt the same way.
To be exact, Gu Lingling looks very much like someone she knows, otherwise someone with such a good education wouldn’t lose her composure like that.
"Maybe she heard about you from someone else," Yang Yunhai said, "She’s Su Ziqiao’s aunt."
No wonder!
Gu Lingling understood a little bit.
But she was still a bit puzzled, after all, in the Capital City, she hadn’t been with Su Ziqiao yet, so how did this Su Rumei know about her?
However, it didn’t affect the family’s meal.
But inside the private room, Su Rumei was not so calm, recalling a photo she saw when she was young, Su Rumei clenched her hand tightly under the table.
"Rumei, what’s wrong?" The middle-aged man asked with a smile, "Why do you seem distracted?"
"Nothing." Su Rumei smiled and put the matter out of her mind, pulling herself together to deal with the people present.
After the meal, at Wang Shuyun’s strong request, Gu Lingling didn’t return to Kyoto University but instead stayed at the Yang Family, living together with Wang Shuyun.
Yang Aiguo didn’t react much to this, after all, even if Gu Lingling didn’t stay with Wang Shuyun, it wasn’t his turn anyway.
The two of them each had their own room in this four-bedroom house.
Looking at his son’s aggrieved expression, Yang Aiguo suddenly felt better.
Turns out there’s someone even more miserable than him.
He laughed and patted his son’s shoulder, "Just wash up and get some sleep."
"Control your wife." Yang Yunhai said coldly, "After all these years, she’s still like this, can’t you do something about it?"
"How did you even come into being if I couldn’t?" Yang Aiguo glanced at his son, "If I push too hard, she might run away, what then? Better this way."
Honestly, who doesn’t want a cozy family?
But the problem is that Wang Shuyun is like a squirrel that loves good food; you can pull her along to enjoy all sorts of delicacies, but want to take it further?
Sorry, she’d run away faster than a squirrel.
It’s not like he didn’t try back in the day, but it took him six whole years to slowly ease things back to the way they are now.
Being able to maintain the status quo is already pretty good, at least they can live under the same roof and have meals together now and then.
Yang Aiguo is fairly satisfied with the current situation.
Yang Yunhai looked at him faintly, his face might as well have had the words ’good for nothing’ written on it.
He may be satisfied, but Yang Yunhai wasn’t.
What was Wang Shuyun doing occupying his wife all the time like this?
The thing is, that heartless wife of his seemed quite happy with it too.
Just listen, you could still hear the sound of high-spirited chatter coming from the room shared by the two of them.
Frustrating!
Very frustrating!
Forget it, might as well sleep, once asleep nothing else will matter.