Chapter 995: Who is Trying to Intimidate Whom?

These words sounded good; she liked them.

"Fine, go and see. If anything happens, come back and tell me about it. You are not allowed to hide anything."

"Understood."

When Shi Yucheng went downstairs, the argument was still ongoing.

Shi Yuke: "Put it down. This is my last warning to you. If you don't put it down, I'm calling the police."

Nianyin: "Go ahead and call them. Who are you trying to scare with the police? The police are too lazy to care about such trivial, petty matters."

"Is the matter of your mother secretly swapping children also a trivial, petty matter? We can let the police judge that."

"You dare."

"I do dare!"

"Fine, if you dare to speak of that matter, I will spill all the rotten things you've done in the past. Let's see what face you'll have left to stay in Jiangzhou then?"

"You are shameless!" Shi Yuke was furious!

Nianyin retorted: "That depends on who you're comparing me to. Compared to you, I'm still far behind..."

The two were like needles against wheat awns, neither willing to yield. Seeing the situation escalating, Shi Yucheng came out: "Shut up, both of you. I've just returned and there is no peace."

He quickly discovered why the two were arguing.

The perfectly fine living room had been decorated like a funeral hall.

Black and white curtains were hung everywhere, the coffee table was being used as an altar table, and white candles, an incense burner, and offerings were all neatly arranged.

What his daughter was clutching tightly in her arms was the memorial portrait of his ex-wife, Jiang Yadan!

She must have done it on purpose, deliberately using this method to provoke Ji Yingjie.

Shi Yucheng had been worried that his wife would give his daughter trouble, and for the past two days, he had been carefully coaxing her, but he hadn't expected his daughter to be the one to start the trouble!

"Nianyin, go upstairs and keep your mother company."

"Yuke, I need to talk to you."

She still had to give her father some face; Nianyin glared at Shi Yuke and went upstairs.

Shi Yuke was still clutching her mother's photo tightly; she was dressed in plain mourning clothes, and there was no makeup on her face.

The woman in the photo was looking at her with a smile.

Shi Yucheng: "Yuke, I am very happy that you have recovered your memory, but doing this... puts me in a very difficult position."

She retorted coldly: "What is so difficult for you? Now that the old tree has sprouted new buds, you've married a new wife and are about to have a child soon. From now on, you are a family, and you have no regrets; you will have two sons in the future."

"Is it wrong for me to miss my own mother in my own home? I haven't affected anyone else."

"If you can't stand the sight of it and don't like it, you can move out. She isn't short on money; she can buy any kind of house or live in any kind of mansion in Jiangzhou she wants, right? Why must you insist on coming back?"

His daughter's questioning left him speechless.

Shi Yucheng was never good with words to begin with, and now he didn't know what to say at all.

"I'm sorry, you don't know the situation at the time. I originally didn't intend to find someone else..."

"You don't need to explain that to me. Tomorrow is my mother's death anniversary, and I just want to pay my respects to her openly and honestly at home. That can't be wrong, right?"

"It's not wrong."

Shi Yucheng was in a difficult spot, but what his daughter said was indeed not wrong.

However, his wife was no pushover; seeing this scene, she was bound to be angry.

Shi Yucheng felt a bit dizzy; his blood pressure, which hadn't acted up in a long time, seemed to be high again.

Whatever one fears, that is what happens.

Supported by Nianyin, Ji Yingjie reached the top of the stairs. Seeing the scene in the living room, she commanded imperiously: "Throw that photo out. Tomorrow, have someone come and decorate the house in red; I like things to be festive."

"Yes." Nianyin agreed readily.

Coming back down again, she would no longer be polite.

She snatched the photo from Shi Yuke's hands and threw it to the ground, even stomping on it several times with force.

"You crazy woman, I'll fight you!"

Shi Yuke lunged forward regardless of anything, only to be pushed away by Nianyin in one go.

If it came to physical ability, ten Shi Yukes would be no match for Nianyin. She used every ounce of her strength, yet she still watched helplessly as her mother's memorial portrait was snatched away and thrown to the ground.

The glass on the frame shattered into pieces. She reached out to pick it up, clutching the photo tightly to her chest, sobbing uncontrollably.

Gu Zhihao had been tired all day and was sleeping soundly in his room.

The commotion outside was too loud; he woke up with a start and rushed out, just in time to see the scene of his wife being bullied.

Her hand was bleeding, but she didn't even notice, only focused on her grief; she looked indescribably pitiful.

"Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, overestimating yourself, and asking for trouble," Ji Yingjie said with a smug, sarcastic tone.

"Get lost!"

Gu Zhihao was like a furious lion; he pushed Nianyin away and shielded his wife behind him.

"Don't you bully her. All the faults are mine alone. Come at me, don't bully her." He only assumed Ji Yingjie was giving his wife a hard time because of the Zhu Qingxiang matter.

Nianyin: "Are you blind? Blind in the eyes and blind in the heart, too. What kind of madness are you spouting without knowing right from wrong? My mother is her mother too. Today is the first day Mom and Dad are back, and she decorates the living room like a funeral hall. Who is she cursing?"

"Then you still shouldn't hit people, right?"

"Which eye did you see me hit her with? Besides, even if I did hit her, what does it have to do with you? Father hasn't even spoken yet; who do you think you are?" Nianyin was extremely arrogant; she didn't think much of Gu Zhihao at all.

She looked down on him from the bottom of her heart. This man was petty and had no ambition; let alone comparing him to Lao Qi, he wasn't even as good as the men of the Ji Family!

Usually, if she shouted like this, Gu Zhihao would be submissive and apologize, regardless of who was right or wrong!

But not today.

"I am her husband, that is who I am."

"You can scold me however you want, it doesn't matter, but you cannot bully my wife." He glared with bloodshot eyes, taking on a stance ready to risk his life at any moment.

The toughest thing Gu Zhihao has ever done in his life is to protect his wife.

"I bullied her, so what can you do about it?"

Nianyin is a woman of the Ji Family, and the arrogance in the bones of the Ji Family women has not changed.

To be intimidated by a man? That is not her personality.

She yanked Gu Zhihao aside and slapped Yuke loudly, "Slap!"

"Slap!"

Gu Zhihao returned a slap to Nianyin, a very loud one; after this slap was delivered, the entire living room went quiet.

He began to sweat, his legs shaking violently; it was impossible to say he wasn't afraid.

But he did not move out of the way, instead bravely spreading his arms to block the space between Nianyin and Yuke.

He closed his eyes and let out the toughest bold words of his life: "Take all your resentment out on me, you are not allowed to bully my wife."

"Fine, come with me."

The reason Nianyin took that hit just now was that she never imagined Gu Zhihao would dare to lay a hand on her!

Now that she had reacted, she was furious.

She grabbed him by the collar, preparing to teach him a good lesson.

"Stop, do you think I'm dead?"

Shi Yucheng spoke up: "You slapped her, and as her husband, he returned a slap to you; you are even now, what are you trying to do by dragging this on endlessly?"

She had to give her father face, so Nianyin let go.

"Everyone go back to your rooms; no matter how big the matter is, it can be resolved tomorrow."

The matter was temporarily suppressed, but it was not over yet.

It was uncertain what would happen tomorrow; three women make a play, and these three women in the house were even more troublesome—he could not handle them alone.

Shi Yucheng called his second daughter: "Xuanxuan, there is a commotion at home."