Chapter 283
From when Qingyun was young, the old man would squint at him and then solemnly say, "Boy, you can boldly make trouble for me, our family doesn’t have much but we have strong backing. No matter how big a mess you make, I, this old bones, am here to clean up after you." Zhuge Qingyun truly lived up to that; he knew to hold the hands of pretty female teachers when he was only five, and dared to fight with older kids at the age of seven. Every time he would return home covered in mud, and before his parents could even scold him, he would dash into the kitchen, grab a kitchen knife, and storm out, terrifying his father who quickly hugged him. This was a recipe for disaster indeed. Later, in high school, the way he made mistakes also levelled up, and on the day he lost his virginity, he planted the first seed of his life. That really put the old man in a tough spot because he impregnated someone... Admit it, it was embarrassing. Not admit? Even more embarrassing. In the end, it was still Qingyun who went to apologize in person. Once in university, without anyone to discipline him, after two years, Qingyun saw through the "fooling people" nature of university education. So, to no longer endure this intellectual suffocation, Zhuge Qingyun simply boarded a train north without a word.
The old man was really out of options this time, all he wanted was to nurture a real man for the Mo Family, ensuring that the family would not face declination due to a lack of capable people for at least a hundred years. But he ended up raising a Sun Wukong instead. That really caught him off guard.
In fact, he was right on point. Many people in Tianhe City were eagerly waiting to see the Tang Family become a laughingstock. It would have been alright if Tang Guoqing’s daughter was merely disobedient, and running away from home could even be overlooked, but she ended up dealing Tang Guoqing a severe blow by selecting her own fiancé, causing Old Master Tang Guoqing to lose face massively during his celebrations in front of all the important people in Tianhe. That definitely became an obstacle on his promotion path.
Now, the matter of Tang Su marrying Ye Tian has become widely known, there’s no one who doesn’t know about it.
Ye Tian and Shen Jingwei were sitting on chairs and chatting leisurely about the climate in the Northeast, about the customs and people of Russia, about the wastelands by the Yalu River, and various other topics. But more often than not, they were just looking at each other, making it quite uncomfortable for outsiders to watch; after all, these were two grown men staring at each other, which made people feel quite odd. After being scolded by Zhuge Qingyun, Long Daxiang truly no longer acted as the stool again, he was actually afraid he might break it as after all, the furniture here was of personal home use, not military supplies from the army, and characterized by high quality and durability; breaking it here would be rather disrespectful to Brother Wei. After much thought, he decisively sat down directly onto the floor tiles, his large body resembling a huge mound on the ground. Even though winter solstice had passed, the temperature inside was not as cold as outside, sitting on the ground was not a big deal for him since he had crawled on icy fields of minus thirty degrees Celsius.
The living room in the house was aligned with the front door, where there was an aquarium with two small goldfish and some other creatures inside.