Chapter 417: Picking Up Grandpa to Celebrate the New Year Together

"Grandpa, it's Ranran, your granddaughter." The little girl's voice was very sweet, sweet enough to melt into Sheng Jiang's heart.

"Good, Ranran, good granddaughter, good granddaughter, Grandpa... Grandpa has prepared lucky money for you, but I don't know how to give it to you, sob..."

The old man suddenly started crying, giving the three people a fright.

Shi Youxuan picked up the phone: "Dad, please don't cry yet. Listen to me: in one hour, I will pick you up at the entrance of the residential complex. Can you please not tell that person? Your granddaughter is waiting for you at home."

"Okay, okay." Sheng Jiang wiped his tears and agreed happily.

He now knew who the person calling him was, and he also understood who "that person" was.

If he wasn't supposed to tell Wang Yingzhi, then he wouldn't. Even if he were muddled, he was clear about what kind of person his wife was.

He hung up the phone.

Sheng Jiang happily returned to his room to change his clothes, putting on a relatively decent outfit, and took the red envelope he had prepared for his granddaughter out of the drawer to put in his pocket.

Just as he was about to walk outside, he thought for a moment and turned back.

He took out two unopened red envelopes, preparing to put money inside them.

He was not only Shi Ran's grandfather, but also Sheng Hanyu's father and Shi Youxuan's father-in-law.

Even if they were wealthy, they were still the younger generation; on such a big holiday, he as the elder had to show some gesture.

However, at this moment, Sheng Jiang sadly discovered—he had no money.

His pockets were cleaner than his face.

Inside the thick red envelope prepared for Shi Ran was the pocket money he had saved up over several months.

Ever since the two of them moved out and Wang Yingzhi took charge of the household, the power over their finances had been firmly held in her hands.

She only gave Sheng Jiang a very small amount of pocket money each month, and at the end of the month, she would even demand to know where the money had been spent.

Now that Sheng Jiang wanted to give his son and daughter-in-law separate red envelopes, he was distressed because he simply couldn't take any money out.

Thus, he had to bite the bullet and go find his wife.

"Give me twenty thousand in cash, quickly," Sheng Jiang said.

Wang Yingzhi widened her eyes in astonishment: "Are you crazy? What do you need so much money for?"

After asking, she realized the old man was acting strange today.

Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, even wearing a tie, he was dressed quite formally—was he going out?

Going out was fine, but he had to explain the reason for wanting money.

For once, Sheng Jiang had a firm attitude: "Don't worry about it, just give me the money, I have an urgent use for it."

"No, unless you explain the purpose clearly, I can't possibly give you money..."

Wang Yingzhi looked the old man up and down, and the more she looked, the more she felt something was wrong.

"Do you have someone on the outside, planning to use my money to support a mistress?" Wang Yingzhi became vigilant.

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't."

Sheng Jiang's face flushed red; he was angry, but in Wang Yingzhi's eyes, it was a sign of a guilty conscience, so she became even more convinced that the old man had someone on the outside; he had a prior record...

Wang Yingzhi not only refused to give him money, but she also grabbed Sheng Jiang's arm to stop him from leaving: "Speak, who have you hooked up with? Is it that cheap woman Wang Yinghao again, or someone else?"

Even things that had no basis could be turned into a chaotic mess once Wang Yingzhi started making a scene.

And once she started making a scene, it wouldn't end for a while.

Sheng Jiang was anxious to get away, so he simply gave up on the money and tried to leave.

But Wang Yingzhi was relentless, saying whatever she could to keep him from walking out the door.

Later, seeing she couldn't stop him, she simply followed him, step for step!

Sheng Jiang was worried to death; if this continued, he wouldn't be able to see his granddaughter today.

When an honest person is pushed to the limit, they can also burst forth with tremendous energy!

He suddenly turned around: "Wang Yingzhi, don't push me. If you do this again, I'm going to tell them about that matter."

Wang Yingzhi:...

Her arrogant aura withered by more than half, and she subconsciously shrank back.

"You dare?"

Sheng Jiang glared, his neck stiff: "I dare."

He truly dared; he was already half-buried in the yellow earth, what else was there to be afraid of?

"You promised, and you even swore a poisonous oath not to say it. You, you can't go back on your word." A flash of panic crossed Wang Yingzhi's expression; she was afraid.

Sheng Jiang retorted: "That's right, I did swear a poisonous oath, but haven't I kept my word my whole life and still met with retribution? On the contrary, you, the one who doesn't keep her word, have never faced any retribution your whole life. It's too unfair."

"So what if I swore a poisonous oath? You've sworn countless oaths, and I've never seen Heaven punish you. I'll try breaking my word once and see if Heaven comes to collect me."

"Husband, don't be like this. It's a big holiday, don't get angry; it's not good for your health." Wang Yingzhi's attitude softened.

She had always been a bully who feared the strong.

"I'm going out. Are you coming?" Sheng Jiang started to act tough, negotiating terms with her.

"I'm not coming. Go ahead."

"Give me twenty thousand. For so many years, my money has always been in your hands; even my monthly dividends are more than twenty thousand."

Although Wang Yingzhi was extremely reluctant, she didn't dare to provoke her husband further. She went upstairs, took twenty thousand from the safe, and gave it to Sheng Jiang, still habitually asking: "What do you need so much money for?"

"To support a mistress," Sheng Jiang retorted.

He stood at the entrance of the residential complex; although the weather was very cold, his heart was warm.

Sheng Jiang looked left and right from time to time, terrified of missing the car coming to pick him up.

His daughter-in-law wanting to pick him up for the New Year was enough for Sheng Jiang to be proud of for a lifetime.

Why isn't it here yet?

Sheng Jiang looked at the watch on his wrist; he had said he would arrive in an hour, but it had already been an hour and five minutes.

He was waiting anxiously.

It was true that Shi Youxuan's Apartment was an hour's drive from where they lived, but that was under normal traffic conditions.

Now, with the icy and snowy roads, driving was naturally slow, and there was a traffic jam because of the New Year!

Sheng Jiang only focused on the cars on the road, failing to notice that someone was following him from behind.

Wang Yingzhi hid at the base of a building a dozen meters away, shivering from the cold and stomping her feet, stealing glances while rubbing her hands.

She wasn't worried about anyone else, she was just worried that Sheng Jiang and Wang Yinghao would rekindle their old flame!

A black Buick LaCrosse slowly pulled up in front of Sheng Jiang, and Shi Youxuan got out of the car and said to Sheng Jiang, "Sorry Dad, I'm late, there was a traffic jam on the road."

"It's fine, it's fine, I just arrived too." Seeing his daughter-in-law, Sheng Jiang smiled until his eyes disappeared into slits.

It didn't matter if she was late, as long as she came.

Shi Youxuan opened the back door of the car: "Dad, please get in."

"Good, good." Sheng Jiang carefully sat into the car, and then Shi Youxuan got in and drove away.

Throughout the entire process, Wang Yingzhi only saw the moment the car stopped in front of Sheng Jiang!

She recognized this car; she had seen it at her son's Villa, and Wang Yinghao had driven it.

She clutched the clothes at her chest tightly, nearly dying of anger.

What she feared most had come to pass; these two were indeed in contact in private, and though she had misunderstood, she dared not question them.

Wang Yingzhi was afraid that if she pushed her husband too far and he really exposed that matter, she would be finished.

……

"Dad, we're home, the building in front is the one."

Shi Youxuan had driven the car home safely and felt a little proud of herself.

Sheng Hanyu did not feel at ease with her driving, but since it was the New Year, the bodyguards, drivers, and servants were all on holiday, and there was no one else available; he had to stay home to cook.

That was why he agreed to let Shi Youxuan go pick up Dad, but before she left, he gave her a thousand instructions and required her to keep her phone on video call...

For as long as Shi Youxuan was driving back and forth, he had been worried, and only felt relieved when he saw her park the car in the parking lot.

Sheng Hanyu started stir-frying, and Shi Ran went to the main entrance to open the gate, preparing to welcome her grandfather.

……

"Ding—"

The elevator opened, and the two stepped out; Shi Ran greeted them with a grin, bowing respectfully to offer New Year's greetings: "Happy New Year, Grandfather, I am your granddaughter."