"This family has not been a family for a long ti," ng Xingzhi suppressed his anger, his eyes no longer held the tenderness they once did as he looked at Su Yun, "My eldest son is dead, my youngest son is neither human nor ghost, is this still a family?"
At these words, Su Yun felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her face turned pale; ng Fan’s death was a pain for everyone, and it pained her too. For Xingzhi, a white-haired man sending off a black-haired man was even more painful, which was why it was never ntioned at ho; what was his purpose in suddenly bringing it up today?
This had never happened before.
"What’s wrong, who upset you so much that you are in such a rage?" Su Yun tried to approach ng Xingzhi to console him but he brushed her off with a wave of his hand.
"Just look at this."
"Alright, alright, calm down, don’t let anger ruin your health," Su Yun consoled him, waiting until ng Xingzhi had found a chair to sit down before picking up the newspaper from the ground. She hadn’t paid much attention initially, rely glancing at it casually, but then she widened her eyes in shock when she saw the photo in the newspaper.
"This... this is Olan? How could it possibly be her?" She stared intently at the paper; Bai Oulan’s frivolous and seductive expression pierced her heart like a thorn. But she quickly denied it all; Olan was Qianjin’s most talented actress, her future successor, how could she possibly be in bed with a man?
And to be photographed!
"Who dares to be so bold, so lawless as to maliciously sar Olan? How can the Trade Union Mansion allow such a crazy newspaper to be published?"
"Now, the culture departnt of the Trade Union Mansion is managed by your brother Su Hai," ng Xingzhi beca much calr after speaking, and the whole person beca a lot more sullen, eerily resembling ng Ping. Truly like father like son, the genetic inheritance was indeed very strong.
Upon hearing it was Su Hai, Su Yun was montarily lost for words. She shifted her focus, glanced at the newspaper again, then quickly turned her gaze away in disgust. "Xingzhi, don’t be angry. There must be soone trying to sar Olan and use this to ridicule the ng family. I will investigate this thoroughly and clear Olan’s na."
ng Xingzhi was truly angered to laughter. He surveyed Su Yun from head to toe, regretting his choice for the first ti. "Look at the wife I chose; am I blind or is my heart blind to have married you?"
Su Yun staggered, almost falling to the ground. "Xingzhi, what are you saying? How can you say such things to ?"
"Su Yun, how do you think a President’s wife should behave? Do you know how many people you have offended since you ca into the door of the Su Family? Do you know why no one dared to visit our house during New Year?"
"Isn’t it because policies don’t permit it? Don’t allow gift-giving?" she asked blankly.
"You’ve truly lost all face for the Su Family, how co you’re the only fox in the den who’s clueless?" Over the years, whenever she spoke inappropriately or acted out of line, he had smoothed things over one by one. Even when relations with ng Ping were bad, he diated. Had he protected her too well, letting her not only fail to improve but actually regress increasingly?
ng Xingzhi had never once spoken harshly to Su Yun before, but now, him pointing his finger and cursing at her was sothing she couldn’t tolerate at all. She fell to the ground, weeping bitterly.
Was he scolding her because he despised her stupidity? How was she stupid? She had managed the Qianjin Dance Troupe quite well, her career was flourishing, and the house... the house would have been fine too if it weren’t for Sheng Ning, weren’t for her having an illegitimate daughter, right?
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