Chapter 2287
However, speaking of age, Duan Qianyang suddenly remembered something, and his eyes, like Duan Xi’s, widened in shock.
He previously couldn’t quite understand why Ruan Jianguo reacted so intensely. The engagement between the two families was set, and Duan Xi had been inseparable from Ruan Jiaojiao since childhood. Even leaving the villa together shouldn’t have triggered such a huge response.
It wasn’t until now that he realized! Ruan Jiaojiao had just turned eighteen a while ago!
Duan Xi took her away for the night, and shut off his phone, making his intentions quite clear.
Duan Qianyang felt quite conflicted.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, his family’s pig would be rooting for the young cabbage.
The fact that the young cabbage can be rooted means the day of having piglets is near, which he finds comforting. But the problem is, this young cabbage... seems a bit hard to root, not only is there a protective old cabbage watching, but also a group of well-developed Ruan Family pigs keeping an eye on it.
As the old father of the rooting pig, Duan Qianyang had no other choice but to pray on their way there, hoping the upcoming scene wouldn’t be too bloody!
There’s no bloodshed, but what’s more terrifying than bloodshed is the tension reaching its peak.
As soon as they arrived at the villa, Ruan Jianguo hastily got out of the car, rushed to the door, and raised his fist to pound on it, but before he could, the door opened.
Duan Xi, dressed in casual homewear, stood at the entrance and looked at them, "Jiaojiao is still sleeping, try not to be loud, you’ll wake her."
Ruan Jianguo’s raised fist was stuck in the air, neither able to strike nor drop, leaving him frozen awkwardly.
Behind him, Duan Qianyang felt like covering his face, unable to watch, internally lamenting, "Oh no, my son, you really know how to add fuel to the fire."
He quickly stepped up to mediate, "It’s cold outside, let’s go in first. It’s no good catching a chill in this weather."
"Hmph! Look at the unruly wolf you’ve raised!" Ruan Jianguo stormed past Duan Xi with a dark face.
Duan Xi didn’t mind being bumped on the shoulder, he simply moved aside a bit to let Ruan Hao in too. Being the last to enter, Duan Qianyang quietly asked Duan Xi, "Son, level with me, you and Jiaojiao..."
Duan Xi remained silent, only looking at him.
Duan Qianyang understood. He patted his shoulder, feigning a sudden realization, "Oh, Xiaoshu, are we supposed to leave on a business trip this afternoon? Son, I have things to attend to, I’ll come check on you and Jiaojiao next time..."
The remaining words grew quieter under Duan Xi’s indifferent gaze until they faded away altogether.
Duan Qianyang wiped his face, "Forget it, at a time like this, better to face it with you. If your Uncle Ruan decides to break your legs, at least I’ll be here to send you to the hospital for prompt treatment."
After saying this, he glanced at the driver and assistant who hadn’t gotten out of the car, and they immediately gestured they were fine staying inside as the car heater was warm enough, preferring not to disturb the family’s reunion.
A minute later.
In the villa’s living room sat four men, each occupying a corner, not speaking, simply glaring blankly.
Because he couldn’t disturb the sleeping Ruan Jiaojiao, Ruan Jianguo didn’t dare to yell after entering the room. But not yelling made him feel uncomfortable, his face flushed red from holding back.
Duan Qianyang wanted to break the silence, say something to ease the tension, but seeing the usually smiling, genteel-looking Ruan Hao’s face was stern, he gave up the idea, sitting quietly.