At this moment, in Liu Dongzhu’s eyes, there was only the figure of her archenemy Yan Jinsu, yet she failed to notice that another guard who had been standing behind Wu Huaimin had already received Wu Huaiwei’s eye signal and gesture. He swiftly moved to Liu Dongzhu’s side and struck her with a hand chop—
Liu Dongzhu felt the close-range attack and instinctively shifted half a step. The words in her mouth came bursting out:
"Yan Jinsu, you wretched woman, it’s not enough for you to have caused my disfigurement, but you actually want me to go to prison? Or else have my husband divorce and remarry me? You, you’re so vicious—"
After Liu Dongzhu finished her last shout, the male guard struck her back with another swift counter-chop, ultimately causing her to faint in his arms. The male assistant, who was previously injured and returned without needing to be instructed, quickly stepped forward, silently took Liu Dongzhu’s body, and retreated.
By chance, the silk kerchief that Liu Dongzhu used to cover her face on her face elegantly fell to the ground, revealing the pimpled scars on her face that were still swollen.
Layer upon layer, pitted and scarred.
Fortunately, everyone present had seen the world, whether they had been on the battlefield or performed major surgery... They simply paid no heed to Liu Dongzhu’s superficial clownish face.
Yan Jinsu saw that in such a short time, Liu Dongzhu had managed to offend another man and was immediately retaliated against; she couldn’t help but think that Liu Dongzhu must be brain-dead, not having any brains at all.
With such a commotion now, who doesn’t know that Liu Dongzhu has been disfigured?
"Tsks, Mr. Wu, is this an encore performance?" Yan Jinsu scornfully looked towards Wu Huaimin.
As for Wu Xuming, who similarly failed to bring his brains with him, Yan Jinsu completely disregarded him.
Wu Xuming’s attitude at this moment had thoroughly offended Yan Jinsu, leaving her without a shred of goodwill towards him, thinking that they truly all belonged to the same ilk, birds of a feather flock together!
She had a bellyful of anger and immediately decided to properly handle these self-righteous, high-ranking idiots.
"This, this is an accident." Wu Huaimin replied awkwardly, glanced at his son, and only after seeing his son catch his look and sign to leave did he breathe a sigh of relief. His gaze hardened as he firmly told Yan Jinsu:
"Mrs. Xie, whatever you suggest, our Wu Family will comply."
"Well, Mr. Wu, let’s get this straight first, are you planning to have Liu Dongzhu sent to prison, or do you want Liu Dongzhu and her husband to get divorced?"
However the Wu Family chose, offending Liu Aimin was certain.
Of course, Yan Jinsu doing this would definitely make Liu Aimin feel bad, but he should also have the opportunity to feel bad.
Given the Golden Finger in Yan Jinsu’s hand, there was no way to make a brain-dead person recover in a short time.
Besides, how old is Mr. Liu already? There really shouldn’t be much hope.
"This..." Wu Huaimin hesitated for a moment; it was really not up to him to decide on Liu Dongzhu’s fate.
"Mr. Wu, after all, Liu Dongzhu is not your daughter-in-law. I think it’s better to let someone who has the authority make the decision," Yan Jinsu wrapped her trembling hair around her ear and squinted, her gaze shifting from gentle to sharp as she met Wu Huaimin’s eyes and replied in kind.
Just short of pointing at his nose, they implied that he was no longer the head of the house.
This matter, it can’t be blamed on Yan Jinsu for speaking too directly, after all, Wu Huaimin indeed has no authority to decide whether Liu Dongzhu, his niece-in-law, should stay or leave.
"Click~" A light sound of a door being pushed open was heard, and it had only been five or six minutes since Wu Xuming had stepped out, when he returned assisting an elder with a spirited look and a strong backbone into the room.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Yan Jinchang immediately stood up, and Xie Jingchen, whose face was all too familiar with the arrival, promptly stood up as well, supporting his little wife from behind.
Wu Huaimin, upon seeing the expressions of the three people opposite him and hearing the sound of the door opening, knew, of course, that his son had brought his grandfather along.
Accompanying them was Song Cuiqin, the eldest son’s wife and also Liu Dongzhu’s mother-in-law.
"Old Sir Wu, hello!" Yan Jinsu greeted the man with a courteous bow at a forty-five-degree angle, respectfully addressing him.
Apart from her, the men present all straightened their military caps solemnly, all paying their respects with a military salute to Wu Youbai.
"Reporting, hello, commander," Xie Jingchen and Yan Jinchang saluted, their eyes meeting with the robust Old Sir Wu, standing straight-backed.
"Good, good, everybody sit down, this isn’t a military drill, just relax," Wu Youbai said with a smile, waving his hand and letting his grandson support him into the main seat; he pointed at Yan Jinsu, who was still standing, and laughed, "Yan Jinsu, right? Sit down; you indeed have the same spirit as your old man. I’ve been told about your request by Xuming. You want to stand up for Elder Liu, but have you consulted Old Man Liu about this?"
"Heh, Old Sir Wu, aren’t you making things difficult for me? If Elder Liu were awake, I wouldn’t need to seek justice on his behalf, sigh," Yan Jinsu suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, touched her nose, and murmured in a muted tone.
Song Cuiqin, who felt like she was being treated like an invisible person, frowned tightly, a displeased look on her face.
Yan Jinsu was forthright in her tone and was not overly respectful in her behavior. Xie Jingchen patted his little wife’s shoulder in a calming gesture, signaling her not to worry.
"Sister, don’t be disrespectful," Yan Jinchang, avoiding the direct gaze from across him, gave his little sister a subtle wink, but his voice was stern as he spoke.
"Hmph." Yan Jinsu glared at Yan Jinchang, playing the part of a difficult and fierce country woman to perfection.
"Grandpa Wu, my little sister has been raised in the countryside since she was a child; her nature is both straightforward and wild. If she has been disrespectful in any way, please don’t take it to heart with her, a little child," Yan Jinchang apologized to Wu Youbai with an expression of helpless regret for not being able to handle Yan Jinsu.
"Anyway, Liu Dongzhu herself is not proper, lacking respect for her elders, I want her to pay the price, what about it?" Yan Jinsu widened her eyes, not afraid in the least to meet Wu Youbai’s sharp eyes, the two—one old and one young—locked gazes.
"Indeed, the young lady has guts," before anyone else could criticize Yan Jinsu for her impropriety, Yan Laobai waved his hand, gesturing for the Yan family boy to step back, then commenting on Yan Jinsu with a smile, following with a pointed remark:
"Yan Family’s daughter, you say Liu Dongzhu is improper, and now you’re asking my Wu Family to cast her aside, isn’t this trapping my Wu Family in a position of injustice and unkindness?
You respect Old Man Liu with all your heart, yet the next moment you’re causing trouble for his only blood-related granddaughter in this world; aren’t you trapping him in a position of being unkind as well?"
Wu Youbai’s question wasn’t unreasonable. He wasn’t being overly selfish, speaking only from the Wu Family’s perspective, he even took on the stance of Liu Aimin, who was unable to express himself.
Before Yan Jinsu could retort, the elder continued with another point: "Do you know how dearly Old Liu cherishes his own granddaughter? By treating his beloved granddaughter this way, won’t he really be angry when he awakens?"
The sound was like thunder, resounding in the ears.