Chapter 662: A Mother's Ambition: An Explanation

"I haven't seen Chen Yu in a long time, we were just chatting." Yu Sichen tried to explain.

"Chatting? Does chatting require holding hands? Do you even know what you are doing?"

Wang Ling looked at her daughter with a face full of anger: "Do you even know how great your responsibility is? The entire Yu Clan is counting on you to marry into a good family and revitalize the Yu Clan. Why don't you consider me, or consider our family?"

"From today on, you are not allowed to go out on your own, nor are you allowed to have any contact with the outside world." Wang Ling said sternly: "Go."

Yu Sichen raised her head to look at Chen Yu, her eyes filled with such sorrow that it made one's heart ache.

"What are you looking at? Why aren't you leaving yet?" Wang Ling barked.

Yu Sichen turned and left silently. Wang Ling turned her head to look at Chen Yu: "Mr. Chen, I know you are young and promising, and I know your Medicine is quite good, to the point that even the Divine Doctor is willing to call you master."

"But this has nothing to do with our Si Chen. You don't have the life she wants, so please do not disturb my daughter in the future." Wang Ling looked at Chen Yu.

"Si Chen's condition is not quite right; her emotions are unstable, and..." Chen Yu tried to explain to this woman.

"You should address her as Miss Yu." Wang Ling said angrily: "Si Chen is such an intimate form of address—are you qualified to call her that? You must remember your status. I cannot deny that your ability and wealth are decent, but in a place like Shengjing, where celebrities are everywhere, you really amount to nothing."

"In your eyes, is your daughter's safety not as important as these so-called wealthy families?" Chen Yu was already somewhat angry. Is this woman truly brain-damaged?

"My daughter is very healthy and safe right now. Don't think that just because you know a little Medicine you can spout nonsense." Wang Ling hissed: "I am telling you, no matter what your background is, I am not afraid of you. Do not harbor any fantasies about my daughter; she is going to marry into a wealthy family in the future. You are a hundred thousand miles away from our standards."

"Can you stop going on and on about wealthy families?" Chen Yu said coldly: "Everyone present here is a celebrity, and there are some who qualify as wealthy families. They might admire Si Chen, but how many of them actually meet your standards? And those who truly meet the standards, would they even look at a Yu Clan as dilapidated as yours?"

"Chen Yu, what did you say? Say that again if you dare!" Wang Ling was startled and couldn't help but shriek. Chen Yu's words seemed to have stepped on her tail, making her scream.

Having been poked in a sore spot, she hated Chen Yu intensely. Just as Chen Yu said, Yu Sichen wandered among the various celebrities, but all these years she had been unable to fulfill Wang Ling's dream of a wealthy family. Ultimately, this was the reason for the Yu Clan's decline.

In fact, marriages in large families are never entered into casually. Most wealthy families marry among other wealthy families; without shared interests, both sides cannot come together.

"What, am I not right?" Chen Yu said coldly: "I am saying that Si Chen's emotions are very unstable right now. If you keep suppressing her personality like this, one day she will explode. And what is your response? Every word you say is about your daughter needing to marry into a wealthy family."

"I am discussing the problem of defecating, and you are discussing the problem of eating feces. Don't you feel that you are a disgusting person?"

"What did you say?" Wang Ling was so angry her face turned pale and her hands trembled. To be honest, although she was snobbish and the Yu Clan was dilapidated, she ultimately came from a family with culture and upbringing.

Chen Yu's words just now were simply too much; he had scolded her until she was left with no shred of dignity. She had never heard such vicious words before.

"Mr. Chen, what happened?" Just at this moment, the host of the banquet, Zhang Peng, hurried over.

The methods Chen Yu had displayed earlier had left Zhang Peng very astonished. He had been half-skeptical about what Jiang Wei had said regarding the construction site, but seeing Chen Yu today, he believed almost all of it.

This was a true expert. He wanted to build a good relationship with Chen Yu in the future, but he hadn't expected a conflict to break out at the banquet.

"Young Master Zhang, this person just spoke viciously. How can such a vulgar person appear at your birthday banquet? Hurry and kick him out." Wang Ling was trembling with rage; when it came to scolding people, she really couldn't beat Chen Yu.

"Let my Brother Chen out? Who are you?" Jiang Wei, standing to the side, was displeased.

"He is a vulgar person, unreasonable." Wang Ling said angrily: "Who are you? Are you in cahoots with him?"

"That's right, I am in cahoots with him. This is my big brother, and I am Jiang Wei of the Jiang Clan of Shengjing. Who are you?" Jiang Wei said angrily.

"Young Master Jiang?" Wang Ling's expression changed slightly, and then joy bloomed on her face: "So it is Young Master Jiang. I am truly sorry. I am Wang Ling, the wife of Yu Zhangye of the Yu Family. My daughter is Yu Sichen; you should know her, right?"

Wang Ling lowered her posture, and the smile on her face almost formed a chrysanthemum. She wanted to seize this opportunity to get to know Jiang Wei, as Jiang Wei was, after all, a true direct descendant of a wealthy family.

"Oh, I've heard a little." Jiang Wei stared at Wang Ling and said: "You are that lunatic who is single-mindedly trying to marry your daughter into a wealthy family? Heh, I've heard a lot about you. Why haven't you given up yet? Has your daughter been sold off yet?"

"Young, Young Master Jiang, what do you mean by that?" Wang Ling's face changed, and she forced a smile: "My Si Chen is very good. When you have time, Young Master Jiang can chat with her."

"No need, my marriage was arranged by my grandfather long ago." Jiang Wei shook his head: "If I were you, I wouldn't make my own daughter live so tiredly. She is a person, not a tool for you to accumulate wealth and get rich."

Wang Ling's face was very ugly, but she had to force a smile; the expression on her face was incredibly awkward.

"This Mrs. Yu, do you have an invitation?" Zhang Peng called over the bodyguards in front of everyone.

"Invitation?" The bodyguard was slightly stunned. There were no invitations for Zhang Peng's birthday party today; anyone with status and standing could come.

After all, the birthday was secondary; the important thing was to gather connections. But the bodyguard reacted quickly and then shook his head: "Sorry, Young Master Zhang, this person does not have an invitation. It was an oversight in our work. I will ask her to leave immediately."

"Fine, let this be the last time. Let her go." Zhang Peng said with a serious expression.

"Yes, thank you, Young Master Zhang." The bodyguard nodded quickly, then stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and said: "Madam, please leave now."

"You... this..." Wang Ling's face was extremely ugly. The gazes of the people around her pierced her face like needles.

To be honest, she frequented various celebrity circles to find a son-in-law for herself. Many occasions had absolutely nothing to do with her, but she would still shamelessly squeeze her way in.

But the celebrity circles of Shengjing were all people of status and reputation. Even if they discovered she had snuck in, most would not say anything. She had never been so bluntly kicked out before.

"Please." The bodyguard said again.

Wang Ling gritted her teeth, and then, under the eyes of everyone, she covered her face and left the place.