Together with Rong Jiaojiao came Shen Xingwei’s mother, Liao Yamei.
The two arrived within fifteen minutes after lunch.
They came with an aggressive stance.
Rong Qingqing hadn’t expected Liao Yamei to accompany Rong Jiaojiao, so the butler truly couldn’t stop Rong Jiaojiao from entering with Liao Yamei.
"Then let’s invite them in." Sitting in her wheelchair, Rong Qingqing gave the butler a casual glance, curled her lips, and remarked, "It seems the entire Shen Manor belongs to Liao Yamei now, even the main house is hers to intrude upon as she pleases."
Rong Qingqing looked at Guo Lan and said, "Aunt, it seems we should find a new place early and discreetly leave Shen Manor ourselves. It’s better than being kicked out one day, isn’t it?"
Guo Lan’s expression subtly changed.
"There’s no time like the present. We should tell Grandpa Shen tonight that we’ll move out of Shen Manor soon to make space for the second family," Rong Qingqing spoke to Guo Lan as if oblivious to the butler’s cold sweat, continuing on her own.
"Miss Qingqing, your words truly shame us servants. If Madam doesn’t wish to see them, I’ll have someone stop them." The butler hurriedly changed his tune, no longer troubled as before when preventing them from entering.
"Oh, why not meet them? Didn’t you just say you couldn’t stop them at the door? So it’d be better for Aunt to meet them, right?" Rong Qingqing raised an eyebrow, then let Shen Qiao push her to Guo Lan’s side.
The butler went out to invite them in, and Rong Qingqing whispered in Guo Lan’s ear, "Aunt, when they come in later, you don’t need to say anything—watch me."
For some reason, when Guo Lan looked at Rong Qingqing, she felt convinced by just a glance.
"Find a chance to tell Old Master Shen to replace Seventh Uncle and the butler," Rong Qingqing touched her chin, "These two have their hearts set on the second family; they can’t stay."
"Seventh Uncle?" Shen Qiao lowered his head, "Is Seventh Uncle also with the second family?"
"Seventh Uncle has served your family for over ten years. You’ve faced issues at school for a long time; if his heart were with your family, he’d have told your grandfather about it long ago." Rong Qingqing didn’t mention how Seventh Uncle had disclosed her whereabouts to Shen Xingwei.
Just concerning Shen Qiao’s school matters alone, Seventh Uncle’s intentions were too obvious.
As they spoke, the butler invited Liao Yamei and Rong Jiaojiao inside.
Guo Lan sat on the sofa, refraining from deliberately standing to greet them, as instructed by Rong Qingqing.
Shen Qiao stood behind Rong Qingqing, his hands on her wheelchair.
Liao Yamei led Rong Jiaojiao inside and glanced around contemptuously, noticing the three, knowing Shen Jue was surely in his room as he wasn’t present.
Liao Yamei sat down and feigned ignorance, "Why is it just the three of you? Where is Shen Jue?"
"Young Master Shen Jue is upstairs," Nanny Zhao answered Liao Yamei’s question while serving tea.
"Sister-in-law, not to be rude, but Shen Jue can’t go on . He’s an adult and has no ability to take a hit,"
Liao Yamei said hypocritically, "It’s been ages since the incident; if his leg is crippled, then it’s crippled. Is accepting reality that difficult? He still stays home all day and never goes out—does he intend to hide at home for life, avoiding people?"
Liao Yamei sneered, "Well, if he stays home, he stays home. The Shen Family already supports two idlers; one more doesn’t matter. But he’s always gloomy—who is he showing his attitude to? Does he still think everyone must cater to his moods like before?"