Chapter 29: He Likes This Wife!

The two of them exchanged questions and answers in a strangely harmonious atmosphere. Anyone watching might have thought they had known each other for a long time.

Ignoring everyone else present, they naturally walked toward the courtyard gate, one leading and the other following.

When they reached the gate, Ye Sanqiu suddenly stopped, turned back, and walked toward Niu Ailing, giving her a big smile. “Auntie, thank you for showing me the way.”

Niu Ailing replied stiffly, “It’s nothing.”

Initially, everyone thought that, given the Lu family’s eldest son’s temper, he would vehemently oppose this marriage and even cause a scene.

They had been ready to enjoy the drama.

To their surprise, not only did he not make a fuss, but he also acknowledged his fiancée in front of everyone.

Honestly, they felt a bit disappointed.

However, they couldn’t bring themselves to interfere in someone else’s marriage.

With nothing exciting left to see, the other aunties prepared to leave.

Wang Xiaoyun, who had been thoroughly ignored by Lu Sinian and Ye Sanqiu, was both angry and anxious.

Seeing the others about to leave, she hurriedly stepped forward to block their way.

“Aunties, I still think this woman’s identity is suspicious. Xiaonian won’t listen to me since he has issues with me. I hope you can help persuade him.”

The aunties looked at each other, baffled.

Persuade him? Persuade him about what?

The woman had come with a marriage certificate. They had seen it with their own eyes, and it had no issues. Even the Lu family’s eldest son himself had acknowledged her as his fiancée. Who were they to interfere? Were they tired of living?

Niu Ailing sneered. Compared to Lu Sinian, she disliked Wang Xiaoyun even more.

Wang Xiaoyun was as scheming as a beehive.

“Comrade Ye’s marriage certificate is real. We’ve confirmed it. She’s the eldest son of your family’s fiancée. Even he has admitted it. What could we possibly say?

Besides, the eldest son of your family isn’t getting any younger. It’s about time he settled down.

Didn’t you used to complain to me about his marriage issues?

Now that he has a fiancée, you won’t have to worry about his marriage anymore.

Shouldn’t you be happy? Why are you stopping it?” Niu Ailing asked, utterly confused.

Wang Xiaoyun felt a lump in her throat.

If not for the fact that Lu Sinian was scheduled to go to the countryside soon, she would’ve been thrilled if he married a rural girl. But the problem was, with the departure date set for tomorrow, this sudden fiancée complicated things.

“Auntie, you know how many con artists are around these days. Our family isn’t like an ordinary one. I’m just worried Xiaonian is being deceived. It’s better to be cautious, isn’t it?”

Niu Ailing sneered inwardly. Wang Xiaoyun was truly despicable.

She knew how wild Lu Sinian could get when he lost his temper, yet she still wanted to drag them into this mess.

Dream on!

“I think Comrade Ye’s identity is perfectly fine. If you’re worried, go verify it yourself!”

Wang Xiaoyun glanced at Ye Sanqiu, hesitant. “I’d like to verify it, but this comrade… doesn’t she have any witnesses?”

Ye Sanqiu was furious.

“Who said I don’t have witnesses?” She stormed up to Wang Xiaoyun in a few strides, pulled the marriage certificate from her bag, and slapped it into her face. “Open your dog… eyes wide and take a good look! Isn’t the witness’s name written there? You’ve heard of my mother-in-law’s name, haven’t you?”

Wang Xiaoyun stared at the name “Ruan Xue” on the marriage certificate, wishing she could tear it apart.

Of course, she recognized Ruan Xue’s name.

That cursed woman had been dead for so many years, yet she couldn’t stay quiet and had to stir up trouble at a critical moment.

Grinding her teeth, she hissed, “It’s just a name. Who knows if it’s really her signature—”

“And who the hell are you to question her?”

Leaning lazily against the doorframe to observe Ye Sanqiu’s combat skills, Lu Sinian suddenly stepped forward, his long strides bringing him face-to-face with Wang Xiaoyun. His striking face was now clouded with frost, and his voice was so chilling that everyone shuddered.

The aunties exchanged nervous glances and silently communicated.

Niu Ailing: “Oh no, the Lu family’s eldest son is about to lose it. Should we run?”

Zhao Xiaofeng: “We didn’t provoke him. He won’t lash out at us, right?”

Niu Ailing: “How many innocent bystanders has he hurt when he’s lost his temper before?”

Zhao Xiaofeng: “…”

Niu Ailing: “…”

Other aunties: “…”

In unspoken agreement, they all took a few steps back.

As long as they kept their distance, they might avoid being collateral damage!

Ye Sanqiu, who witnessed the aunties’ silent retreat: “…”

It seemed her fiancé wasn’t an easy one to handle either!

She shifted her gaze back to Lu Sinian’s now cold expression. This man’s moods changed as unpredictably as June weather. One moment he was all smiles, and the next, he was icy.

He’s just like me, Ye Sanqiu thought.

Hmm, another point of compatibility!

His mercurial temperament matched her tastes perfectly.

She was becoming increasingly satisfied with him.

Facing Lu Sinian’s icy demeanor, Wang Xiaoyun was terrified. Her legs were trembling.

But she steeled herself, knowing that if she accepted this marriage today, Lu Sinian’s countryside assignment would likely fall through.

With tears streaming down her face, she lifted her head and pleaded, “I know you don’t like me and think I took your mother’s place. But I met your father a year after your mother passed. I have a clear conscience about being with him. Your father was still young. Even if it wasn’t me, he would’ve remarried someone else…”

For Over a Decade, I’ve Done No Less Than Your Birth Mother Did.

“I’ve always put you first, whether it was food, drink, clothes, or anything else for the house.

Xiaonian, I don’t expect you to treat me like your birth mother, but I do hope you can at least respect me for all the effort I’ve put into taking care of you over the years.

I…”

The more Wang Xiaoyun spoke, the darker Lu Sinian’s expression became. Especially when she mentioned the words “birth mother,” his hands, resting at his sides, clenched into fists. The corners of his eyes reddened, and he looked ready to snap at any moment—a complete madman about to lose control.

Niu Ailing and the other women whispered nervously among themselves.

“This is it. The Lu family’s eldest son is really about to go crazy!”

“Is Wang Xiaoyun insane? She knows full well he goes mad whenever his birth mother is brought up, yet she still mentions it. She’s doing it on purpose!”

Hearing this, Ye Sanqiu’s eyes flashed with understanding.

Wang Xiaoyun was indeed doing it on purpose. She wanted to provoke Lu Sinian.

If she could push him to the point of laying hands on her, it would be perfect.

A man who dared to hit an elder would be labeled unfilial. If his father sent him to the countryside for reform, no one would bat an eye.

Moreover, she wanted Ye Sanqiu to see Lu Sinian’s true colors.

Who would willingly marry a man who lost his mind and turned against even his own family? No one in their right mind would.

If all went well, she wouldn’t even need to interfere. That country girl would break off the engagement on her own.

It was a win-win, even if she had to endure a beating.

Lu Sinian was indeed enraged by Wang Xiaoyun.

His mother’s death was a deeply rooted pain, a thorn in his heart. Anything related to her made him lose control.

He knew Wang Xiaoyun was deliberately provoking him, but he couldn’t stop himself.

He wanted to shut her up with his fists—or worse, silence her forever.

His reddened eyes glared as he raised his fist.

Wang Xiaoyun, though terrified, didn’t move. Instead, she closed her eyes with a look of noble sacrifice.

The women watching whispered prayers for her.

Just as Lu Sinian’s fist was about to strike, a hand caught it mid-air.

Ye Sanqiu’s soothing voice sounded by his ear.

“Don’t be impulsive. This black-hearted, vicious stepmother is deliberately trying to provoke you.”

Lu Sinian’s hand, gripped by Ye Sanqiu’s warm and steady one, wouldn’t budge.

He prided himself on his strength, believing it was no less than any man’s.

Yet now, under her hand, his fist felt glued in place. No matter how much force he used, it didn’t move an inch.

Refusing to believe it, he tried again, but the result was the same.

Lu Sinian’s gaze on Ye Sanqiu gradually turned fervent.

So not only was she feisty, but she was also incredibly strong!

He liked this wife even more now!

The fire of anger in his chest was inexplicably replaced by joy.

His eyes shifted, and a hint of grievance appeared in his once-bloodshot gaze.

In a low and sorrowful voice, he said, “But she insulted my mom!”

It was the first time since Ruan Xue’s death that he had referred to her as “mom.”

The other women were stunned by Lu Sinian’s sudden shift in demeanor.

What kind of trick was this little lunatic playing?

Why was he acting aggrieved now?

It was the first time they had seen Lu Sinian like this, leaving them looking at each other in shock, as though struck by lightning.

Wang Xiaoyun, on the other hand, looked as if she’d seen a ghost.

Was this the same useless troublemaker she knew?

How could a few words from that country girl calm him down like this?

It wasn’t normal. It was far from normal.

So abnormal, in fact, that her heart filled with dread.