Chapter 934: This Old Lady Wants to Cause Trouble

At noon, Jian Minglang had a meal with his old colleagues. One could imagine that the colleagues who could eat with him must have had similar status.

Why wasn't he happy? Because he wanted to introduce Seeing Jian Qiu to his old colleagues to gain political benefits for himself.

He just never dreamed that Seeing Jian Qiu and Zhou Andong actually had a child.

"Second Aunt!" Jian Minglang didn't have the mood to deal with Jian Mingfan and said somewhat frantically: "How could Qiuqiu..."

"Grandpa, Grandma, we're here." Seeing Jian Qiu walked into the room holding Su Su, interrupting Jian Minglang's words.

"Grandpa, Mom, Auntie." Zhou Andong greeted them, then looked at the old lady, "Grandma!"

The old lady didn't have a good impression of Zhou Andong because she was a very traditional woman who valued social standing.

In her eyes, Zhou Andong wasn't worthy of Seeing Jian Qiu, and he had no qualifications to step over the threshold of the Jian family.

More importantly, because of Zhou Andong's existence, the Jian family had been somewhat restless.

She hadn't seen Zhou Andong last night, but Gu Minglan had already told her everything.

At the time, she was very unhappy in her heart, but her second daughter-in-law, who had always been strong, had agreed, so she had to endure it even if she was unhappy.

Besides, they had already registered, and the child was born; the raw rice had been cooked into porridge, so it was too late to say anything.

"Hmm!" The old lady nodded coldly and let out a 'hmm'.

Zhou Andong raised an eyebrow. This old lady wants to cause trouble?

Damn it, I've already registered, and I've already handled the mother-in-law. Don't say you, this old lady; even if Man Man Laoyezi Jian tries to pull some tricks, if I even blink at you, my name isn't Zhou Andong.

The old lady's reaction surprised everyone, and their expressions were all different.

Gu Minglan frowned, a flash of displeasure in her eyes. Your granddaughter's husband calls you 'Grandma', and this is your reaction?

Zhao Ping revealed a cold sneer that was hard to detect; she also couldn't stand her mother-in-law.

Otherwise, even if there were conflicts with the sisters-in-law, she wouldn't have avoided coming even during the New Year.

Seeing Jian Qiu, who was originally full of smiles, also had her expression change instantly.

I am your granddaughter, the granddaughter you love the most. Zhou Andong is my man, your granddaughter's husband, and this is your attitude?

Even if you don't like him, in front of so many people, you couldn't even be bothered to fake it.

It's just that this attitude of yours doesn't just embarrass Zhou Andong; it also embarrasses me, your granddaughter.

Jian Minglang's face became somewhat distorted due to his dissatisfaction with Seeing Jian Qiu. And the old lady's attitude made him feel that he was no longer isolated and helpless.

"Seeing Jian Qiu, have you studied your books into a dog's stomach? Huh? How can you be so shameless? A woman having a child without being married—where do you put the face of our Jian family?

Even I, as your brother, don't have the face to see people when I go out; I have to be poked every day..."

"Slap!"

Zhou Andong slapped Jian Minglang hard across the face.

This slap didn't just stun Jian Minglang; everyone else was also stunned, looking at Zhou Andong in disbelief.

"Slap!"

Zhou Andong backhanded another slap, hitting Jian Minglang on the other side of his face.

Jian Minglang's face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.

Zhou Andong said coldly: "No face to see people, right? Then don't you dare want a face anymore."

Jian Minglang's head was buzzing, light spots were everywhere, and it took a long while for him to recover, followed by a roar.

"You dare hit me?"

"Hit you?" Zhou Andong laughed: "If you didn't have the surname Jian, I would pull out all your teeth and break your legs. Do you believe me?"

As he spoke, Zhou Andong hugged Seeing Jian Qiu's waist: "Seeing Jian Qiu is my, Zhou Andong's, wife. I can't even bear to scold her. What qualifications do you have to scold her? Who do you think you are? Who the hell do you think you are?"

Zhao Ping blinked, put her hands behind her back, and gave Zhou Andong a thumbs up.

Gu Minglan revealed a smile on her face, very satisfied with Zhou Andong defending Seeing Jian Qiu so much.

As for hitting Jian Minglang, that wasn't a big deal. Daring to scold Seeing Jian Qiu, and scolding her in front of her, the mother, Jian Minglang deserved to be hit.

And in her opinion, Zhou Andong's hand was still light; he should have knocked out all of Jian Minglang's teeth.

The old lady was trembling with anger, pointing at Zhou Andong wanting to say something, but the old man let out a cold snort.

"Stop meddling."

The old lady was stunned, her expression changed, she put down her raised hand, and then slammed the table heavily.

"I'm old, and my back aches after sitting for a long time. I need to go lie down for a while."

The old lady got up and left the dining room, then returned to the bedroom.

Jian Minglang felt his head swelling uncomfortably, staring with angry eyes, raising his fist to hit him.

Zhou Andong suddenly raised his leg, turned around abruptly, and with a 'bang', the chair beside him flew out, followed by another 'bang' as the chair hit the wall and fell apart.

"If you want to fight me, you'd better think it through."

Jian Minglang's fist was raised in the air; he didn't dare to hit, and pulling it back felt like losing face. He was stuck there, indescribably awkward.

"What's going on?" Jian Yue arrived, giving Jian Minglang a timely way out.

This guy took the opportunity to step down and let out a cold snort: "In Grandpa's place, I don't want to make things too big. But you remember, the humiliation you gave me today, I will definitely get it back."

"Ha!" Zhou Andong let out a sneer: "Jian Minglang, it's not that I look down on you. With your pathetic look, what are you going to use to get it back? One-on-one, I can take on twenty of you.

Use your identity as a secretary to get it back? Then give it a try and see if your power, Jian Minglang, can shake the foundation of the Imperial Tribute Group."

Jian Minglang's face was swelling uncomfortably; he didn't know if it was because of Zhou Andong's slap or because he was angry.

"Zhou Andong, don't be too arrogant. Do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand in Jiangzhou?"

Zhou Andong didn't pay attention to him, but looked at the expressionless old man.

"Grandpa, today in front of you, I slapped your biological grandson. It's not because I, Zhou Andong, am arrogant, but because I am Seeing Jian Qiu's man. I will never allow anyone to hurt her. If someone hurts her, I will beat them until they submit. If they don't submit, then I will eliminate them."

Seeing Jian Qiu's eyes were moist, the smile on Gu Minglan's face grew stronger; Zhou Andong's performance today made her too satisfied.

Before yesterday, she couldn't look at Zhou Andong in any way that was pleasing to the eye; now, the more she looked, the more satisfied she was.

Zhao Ping shook her head with emotion; this is what a man should be. Thinking of the times she suffered at home, Jian Zhengye, that bastard, only knew how to smooth things over, which made her angry.

"Too handsome." Jian Mingfan muttered, looking at Zhou Andong with eyes full of worship.

Jian Yue vaguely understood, looked at Jian Minglang's face, which had swollen a circle, and laughed unscrupulously.

"I thought your face was caught in a door." ===== CHAPTER 935 =====

"I thought your face had been slammed in a door."