Chapter 37: The ladle’s influence
He clutched the magazine in one hand and held a mirror in the other.
"God! That unruly woman really hit me hard! I mean, look at my eye. I look no different than a panda right now! A one-black-eyed panda," he fussed and cried.
Shentu Jing and Han Juexian covered their ears with their hands. Shentu Mingye was being too dramatic. Shentu Jing quickly fled the room. He couldn’t stand being in the same space with his youngest brother.
Soon, Ding Yu arrived with news.
While Shentu Mingye was wallowing in anger over that unruly woman, Shentu Jing was burning with rage. He might as well set the whole world on fire and burn everything to ashes. The entire mansion felt like it was situated on the edge of a cold cliff—lifeless and filled with negative energy.
He already had a plan in mind. Revenge was unavoidable, and he would make sure whoever had done it regretted touching his Little Pearl.
Jiang Zhaoling woke up to all the ruckus. Why was her cousin brother screaming in the morning? And why did the entire mansion feel like it had been pushed into an abyss—cold and lifeless!
"We’ll discuss this in the office," Shentu Jing said as soon as Ding Yu entered. The mansion was too noisy.
Just as Shentu Jing was about to leave the house, Song Ping stopped him.
It was at this moment that Shentu Jing remembered he had moved Qin Zhuzhu’s mother to live with them.
But he had been so busy that he hadn’t had the time to let them meet or explain the situation properly to her. Song Ping was a brave woman, so she wasn’t scared to live in the mansion with a bunch of strangers claiming to be her in-laws! She wanted to wait for Qin Zhuzhu to clarify everything.