The person who arrived was none other than Lu Jingnian’s mother.
Behind her was a man, likely the Lu family’s driver, holding a small rosewood box with delicate carvings.
Lu Jingnian’s mother walked slowly toward the Ning father and son.
“Smack!”
“Smack!”
The Ning father and son covered their faces, eyes wide.
“You dare hit me! Do you know who I am?”
“Oh? Who are you?”
Seeing that she apparently didn’t know his identity, Ning’s father introduced himself.
“I am Ning Yuanshan, director of the textile factory. This is my son!”
“Director? What a big shot!”
Lu mother’s lips curled into a cold smile. “With that title, you’re not even worthy to hold my shoes.”
Ning Feng, seeing his father humiliated, immediately stood, ready to fight back.
But a middle-aged woman dared to be this audacious!
Ning Yuanshan stopped him and looked Lu mother over.
Though the Ning family wasn’t among the top capitalists in Nanshi, they had some status.
This woman, while not extravagantly dressed, exuded an overwhelming presence.
And she looked down on him so disdainfully. Could her background be even stronger?
While he was puzzled, Xiang Wanwan rose from the sofa, smiling, and walked over to Lu mother, linking her arm with hers in an intimate gesture.
“Mom, you came?”
The Ning father and son were stunned.
What?
This was Lu family’s matriarch!
Although the Xiang and Lu families were linked by marriage, they rarely interacted.
Rumor had it that the Lu family didn’t favor Xiang Wanwan as a daughter-in-law.
Yet today, Lu mother had arrived—and the way these two interacted didn’t show any discord.
It was over; the Ning family was doomed!
Lu mother clasped Xiang Wanwan’s hand, her previously icy expression now warm.
“Yesterday I said I’d prepare something for you. Here it is, brought over today!”
“Thank you, Mom!”
Huo Zheng watched the two interact, realizing the Lu family treated her well.
He smiled at Lu mother. “Madam Lu, long time no see!”
“Huo brother is back! How long will you stay this time?”
“Just a few days. I came today to check on Wanwan. Didn’t expect to find her being bullied by this group!”
His gaze swept sharply across the room.
Lu mother then looked at the Ning father and son, her eyes icy.
“You’re the ones bullying my daughter-in-law?”
Ning Feng, seeing that it was Lu family’s matriarch, stubbornly took a few steps forward.
“Madam Lu, please let me be with Wanwan! We truly love each other, and we’ve already…”
He couldn’t believe that the Lu family would allow their daughter-in-law to be with another man behind their son’s back!
Moreover, this was the most powerful and influential family in Nanshi—the Lu family!
Ning Feng looked at Xiang Wanwan, a sly smile on his lips.
Yesterday, this “bitch” had looked down on him. Yet in the end, she still had to follow him!
Xiang Shuxue watched this scene with delight.
How would she ever turn the tables now?
Xiang Wanwan smiled lightly and spoke slowly: “Ning Feng, because you couldn’t attach yourself to the Xiang family, you want to destroy me?”
“We’re just ordinary friends. I glanced at you a few times because you work in Xiang Shuxue’s factory.”
“And have you looked in a mirror? You’re like a bean sprout. Even your shoes aren’t as tall as mine. You look like a squash. Where did you get the confidence that I’d be interested in you?”
Ning Feng was infuriated, glaring at Xiang Wanwan, wishing he could rush and hit her.
Smack!
Lu mother stepped forward and slapped Ning Feng.
He glared at Lu mother, eyes wide, gradually losing his composure.
“You old hag! That slap just now I didn’t resist because you’re older. I already gave you face. Now again?”
He raised his hand to strike.
At that moment, Huo Zheng appeared in front of Lu mother, kicking Ning Feng away.
He then glared at Ning Yuanshan, his voice full of accusation: “Ning Yuanshan, is this the good son you raised?”
“I see the textile factory director’s position is the limit of what you can achieve!”
Xiang Xinrong remained silent, watching.
Though he disliked Xiang Wanwan, she was still his child.
Ning Yuanshan allowed his son to soil Xiang Wanwan in his home—how could Xiang Xinrong not be angry?
Xiang Xinrong’s face was stern, brows tightly furrowed.
“Ning Yuanshan, since you and your son didn’t come sincerely as guests, you may leave!”
“And from now on, our families need not interact again!”
Ning Yuanshan felt a chill—this time they had truly hit a wall.
He looked at Ning Feng on the ground and kicked him.
“Unfilial son! Go apologize to Madam Lu and the Xiang family’s young miss!”
Ning Feng lifted his head in disbelief. “Dad, you’ve bullied us like this, and you want me to apologize?”
“You must be losing your mind!”
He stood, looked around, and fixed his gaze on Xiang Wanwan.
“Xiang Wanwan, I’ll remember this. One day, I’ll make you regret it!”
Xiang Wanwan smirked disdainfully.
“Fine. I’ll wait for you!”
Ning Feng didn’t wait for Ning Yuanshan and ran out the gate.
Ning Yuanshan’s face turned red with anger.
How did he raise such a brainless fool!
He quickly changed his expression to a flattering smile and turned to Lu mother.
“Madam Lu, I’m truly sorry. It’s my son’s fault. He spoke nonsense. He has nothing to do with the young miss at all!”
“Please, don’t take it to heart!”
Lu mother smiled disdainfully, glancing at Ning Yuanshan bowing and nodding.
“I wouldn’t dare quibble with a textile factory director’s son.”
Hearing this, Ning Yuanshan apologized again and finally slunk out of the Xiang family’s gate.
After they left, Huo Zheng checked the time.
“Wanwan, it’s getting late. I’ll head back for now. If you need anything, just come to your uncle!”
Xiang Wanwan smiled sweetly. “Uncle, don’t worry. You go rest!”
Seeing Huo Zheng leave, Lu mother placed the rosewood box from the driver into Xiang Wanwan’s hands.
“Wanwan, this has been passed down in the Lu family for generations. You’ve been married to Jingnian for three years, and now you’re going to follow the army. I entrust this to you.”
“I’ll leave for now. Tomorrow, I’ll have the driver bring some more things for you.”
Xiang Shuxue’s eyes reddened as she watched Xiang Wanwan hold the rosewood box, twisting her clothes anxiously.
Why did she have such good luck!
First, she got such a beautiful bracelet, and now the Lu family was giving her heirlooms!
All of this should have been hers.
Xiang Wanwan had taken everything from her!
Li Jinglan saw her daughter’s expression and immediately held her hand, giving her a reassuring look.
They had time; these things would eventually return to mother and daughter.
As long as she secured the position of Xiang family matriarch…
Xiang Shuxue calmed down after meeting her mother’s gaze.
Xiang Wanwan stood and personally escorted Huo Zheng and Lu mother to the car.
Returning to the living room, her scumbag father and mother sat steadily on the sofa.
She glanced at them, holding the rosewood box, preparing to go upstairs.
“Stop!”
Xiang Xinrong’s voice rang out.
Xiang Wanwan turned, a smirk on her lips. “Dad, any orders?”
“Hand over that rosewood box!”
“What? Dad, you’re not only eyeing my mom’s dowry, but now also what the Lu family gave me?”
Xiang Wanwan spoke bluntly.
She glanced at Xiang Shuxue sitting nearby, eyes fixed on the box in her hands.
Xiang Xinrong, seeing his intentions exposed, slammed the table in anger.
“I’m your father! What’s yours and mine?”
“Fine. If there’s no distinction, then give me all your money too—that’s mine as well!”
Xiang Xinrong was dumbfounded.
This damn girl, just like her mother, sharp-tongued!
Xiang Wanwan held the rosewood box and continued upstairs, stopping halfway to remind her scumbag father:
“Dad, don’t forget my mom’s dowry—I’m taking it all!”
Xiang Xinrong, furious, threw the cup from the table to the ground, shattering it instantly.
Xiang Shuxue watched Xiang Wanwan’s back enviously.
She wouldn’t let her take it—it was all hers…