[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-restarted-life-1992":3,"chapter-my-restarted-life-1992-my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-934":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","My Restarted Life: 1992",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2280484,4460,"Chapter 934: This Old Lady Is About to Cause Trouble","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-934",934,"\u003Cp>At noon, Jian Minglang had lunch with his old colleagues; it was obvious anyone who ate with him held a similar status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was upset because he wanted to introduce Jian Qiu to his colleagues to gain political advantages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he never dreamed Jian Qiu and Zhou Andong had a child together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second Aunt!” Jian Minglang, in no mood to deal with Jian Mingfan, snapped: “How could Qiuqiu possibly…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandpa, Grandma, we’re here.” Jian Qiu walked in holding Susu, cutting off Jian Minglang’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandpa, Mom, Second Aunt.” Zhou Andong greeted them, then turned to the old lady: “Grandma!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandma, this is Zhou Andong.” Jian Qiu introduced him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old lady had no good impression of Zhou Andong; she was a traditional woman who valued social parity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her eyes, Zhou Andong was unworthy of Jian Qiu and had no right to step across the Jian family’s threshold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, Zhou Andong’s presence had thrown the Jian household into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t met Zhou Andong last night, but Gu Minglan had told her everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been deeply displeased then, but since her strong-willed second daughter-in-law had agreed, she had to swallow her anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, they’d already registered and married, and the child was born—everything was settled. Saying anything now was pointless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.” The old lady gave a cold, indifferent nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong raised an eyebrow. This old lady was about to stir up trouble?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck, I’ve already got the marriage certificate, and I’ve won over the mother-in-law. If even you, old lady, or Old Man Jian himself tries to cause trouble, and I so much as glance at you, I’m not Zhou Andong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old lady’s reaction surprised everyone, each person’s expression differing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan frowned, a flicker of displeasure in her eyes. Your grandson-in-law calls you Grandma, and this is your response?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ping’s lips curled into a faint, almost invisible sneer; she also disliked this mother-in-law.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, even if she had conflicts with her sisters-in-law, she wouldn’t avoid visiting during the New Year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu’s smile vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m your granddaughter, your favorite granddaughter. Zhou Andong is my husband, your grandson-in-law, and this is how you treat him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if you dislike him, you can’t even bother pretending to be polite in front of so many people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your attitude doesn’t just humiliate Zhou Andong—it humiliates me, your granddaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Minglang’s face twisted with resentment toward Jian Qiu; the old lady’s behavior made him feel less alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jian Qiu, have you studied so much your brain’s gone to the dogs? How can you be so shameless? A woman giving birth before marriage—where’s our family’s face now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even I, your own brother, can’t show my face outside—I’m mocked every single day…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Slap!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong struck Jian Minglang hard across the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slap stunned Jian Minglang, and everyone else stared in disbelief at Zhou Andong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Slap!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong swung backhand, striking Jian Minglang’s other cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Minglang’s face swelled visibly, blood seeping from his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong spoke coldly: “Can’t show your face? Then don’t bother keeping it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Minglang’s head rang, spots dancing before his eyes; it took a while to clear, then he roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dare hit me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hit you?” Zhou Andong laughed. “If you weren’t a Jian, I’d knock out every tooth in your mouth and break both your legs. You believe me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled Jian Qiu close by the waist: “Jian Qiu is my wife. I won’t even scold her—what right do you have? Who the hell do you think you are?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ping blinked, hands behind her back, giving Zhou Andong a thumbs-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Minglan smiled, thoroughly satisfied with Zhou Andong’s defense of Jian Qiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for hitting Jian Minglang—it was nothing. To insult Jian Qiu right in front of her mother? He deserved it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her view, Zhou Andong had gone too easy—he should’ve knocked out every tooth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old lady trembled with rage, pointing at Zhou Andong, but the old man snorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t meddle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old lady froze, her expression shifting; she lowered her hand and slammed the table hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At my age, sitting too long makes my back and waist ache—I need to lie down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rose and left the dining room, heading straight to her bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Minglang’s head throbbed; he glared with fury, raising his fist to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong suddenly kicked out, spun sharply—*crash!*—a chair flew across the room, then *crash!* again as it shattered against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you want to fight me, think carefully.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Minglang’s fist hung frozen in midair—he dared not strike, but retracting it felt humiliating. He stood there, utterly awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on?” Jian Yue arrived, timely in rescuing Jian Minglang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took the opening: “Here at Grandpa’s, I won’t make a scene. But remember this: today’s humiliation, I will repay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha!” Zhou Andong sneered. “Jian Minglang, I don’t look down on you—I just don’t respect you. Look at you. What do you think you can use to get even? One-on-one? I can take twenty men like you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Use your secretary position to get back at me? Go ahead. Try using your power to shake the roots of Yugong Group.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Minglang’s face flushed dark—whether from the swelling or rage, no one could tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Andong, don’t get too arrogant. You really think you can control Jiangzhou?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Andong ignored him, turning instead to the old man’s expressionless face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandpa, today I struck your own grandson—not because I’m arrogant, but because I’m Jian Qiu’s husband. I won’t allow anyone to hurt her. If someone does, I’ll break them until they submit. If they won’t submit, I’ll erase them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Qiu’s eyes glistened; Gu Minglan’s smile deepened—Zhou Andong’s performance today pleased her immensely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before yesterday, she couldn’t stand him; now, the more she saw him, the more she liked him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ping shook her head in admiration. Now that’s a man. She thought of her own suffering at home, where Jian Zhengye just muddled through every conflict—her anger flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So cool,” Jian Mingfan muttered, gazing at Zhou Andong with pure admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jian Yue half-understood, staring at Jian Minglang’s swollen face, laughing openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought your face got caught in a door.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1028,"2026-06-20T01:18:52.456Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b7ced369d892dda5830f45b5fd710a1bd25aa1cac4ce3f72e48e34fda27460e2","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-935","my-restarted-life-1992-chapter-933",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-restarted-life-1992-cover.jpg"]