CHAPTER 125: 121: YOU REALLY ARE A HANDFUL 2_2

Like a stodgy elder admonishing the younger generation not to lose themselves to distractions.

Hai Chengzong was startled. He felt that this uncle was being a bit too overzealous, but he didn’t say much. Given Quan Yu’s status in Shencheng, many sought his patronage. Now that Quan Yu had taken the initiative to offer guidance, Hai Chengzong wasn’t foolish enough to upset him over such a trivial matter.

"Uncle is right. I will definitely learn diligently from you."

Seeing his grandson so motivated, Old Mr. Hai’s face crinkled with satisfaction.

It’s good for a boy to be diligent. Old Madam Quan didn’t say much. Since the grandfather and grandson would be staying for a few more days, the young ones had ample time to get to know each other.

He Yunqing remained silent, a deep smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

However, when she noticed Quan Heng’s stunned expression, the smile at the corners of her mouth silently faded.

Quan Heng’s gaze fell on Ning Guiwan.

The girl tilted her head slightly. Lai Yang whispered something in her ear, and she smiled helplessly, her lips pursed.

Ning Guiwan gradually became aware of the gaze on her.

Looking up instinctively, she met Quan Heng’s profound gaze. She froze for a moment, then offered him a polite smile.

Quan Heng seemed to suddenly come back to his senses. He smiled slightly and raised his glass to Ning Guiwan.

After dinner, Hai Chengzong followed Quan Yu out. Quan Heng also excused himself, saying he had matters to attend to.

As Quan Heng walked down the high steps of the front porch, He Yunqing’s voice came from behind, "Where are you going?"

Quan Heng didn’t stop or respond.

"Quan Heng!" He Yunqing caught up, grabbing his arm. "If you dare visit that bitch, believe it or not, I’ll have her grave dug up!"

Quan Heng looked at her, his eyes devoid of emotion. It was not as if he was looking at the wife with whom he had shared his life for over twenty years, but at an insignificant stranger—no love, no anger.

"Had enough of your craziness?"

His voice was utterly devoid of inflection.

He Yunqing hated his indifferent manner most of all. This completely dismissive attitude of his...

"Are you pitying that little bitch?" He Yunqing taunted, her eyes and tone sharpening, devoid of the nobility and elegance she had displayed in front of others earlier. "Seeing that little bitch is like seeing the moonlight in your heart, isn’t it? Let me tell you, the real show has just begun!"

"I will make her life worse than death! I’ll make sure that moonlight in your heart can’t rest in peace even after death!"

He Yunqing laughed with sinister cruelty. Especially upon seeing Quan Heng’s face finally change, she felt immensely satisfied, as if a long-held breath had finally been released.

"Don’t even think of interfering." He Yunqing slowly backed away, her smile growing wider. "If I find you secretly helping that little bitch, I’ll expose the most vile and ugly side of your beloved to the whole city!"

"You wouldn’t dare!" Fire seemed to shoot from Quan Heng’s eyes.

He Yunqing grew even more exultant, her tone venomous, "You think I wouldn’t dare?"

"Xiaowan, we have a few days off coming up. How about we go on a spontaneous trip?" Today was Saturday. The company was supposed to be working overtime to prepare for the upcoming holidays, but Sunny wouldn’t require a Royal Relative like Lai Yang to do so.

"I looked up some travel tips. A luxury train from Moscow to Heidelan is worth a try. I saw some pictures of the scenery along the way—absolutely stunning! It’s quite expensive at 140,000 per person, but no worries, we’ll use Uncle’s card!"

Ning Guiwan sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, flipping through the Tianchi Group’s archives of major projects from the last decade, without looking up, "Aren’t you going to stick around for your uncle anymore? What if Mr. Gu comes by while you’re away from Shencheng for those few days?"

"That won’t happen, will it?" Lai Yang lay on the couch, legs up in the air, jiggling them as she claimed it would help her lose weight.

Ning Guiwan smiled but didn’t answer.

Lai Yang rolled over, propping her chin on the armrest of the sofa. "Xiaowan, what is really going on between you and your uncle? Are you truly broken up? But he clearly still cares about you."

Ning Guiwan: "You’re overthinking it."

"I might not be very smart, but don’t treat me like a fool. Your uncle only took him to the construction site because that Mr. Hai wants to date you, right? Going on about how men should prioritize their career—such a taciturn man!"

Ning Guiwan: "..."

For dinner, Ning Guiwan and Lai Yang accompanied Old Madam Quan. At the table, Old Madam Quan inevitably brought up Hai Chengzong again, her words filled with fondness for this member of the younger generation.

Lai Yang tried to speak several times but was stopped by Ning Guiwan.

After dinner, Ning Guiwan received a video call from Tan Xi and Song Changfeng. With no major issues at year’s end, their conversation mostly revolved around the various minor things that had accumulated throughout the year. The three of them chatted until nearly nine o’clock before ending the call.