The Crazy Son-In-Law

The room continued to buzz with conversation.

“I just saw Tang Shishi coming in with a young man. Could he be her boyfriend?”

“No way, what about Yu?”

“Why not? I heard that Tang Shishi admitted it in front of Mr. Cheng.”

“Really? Oh, our Yu must be heartbroken. It’s heartbreaking, and I want to hold him and comfort him.”

“This is good, Yu should finally give up. Then we’ll have a chance. I might become the mistress of this grand mansion.”

“You wish! Yu probably doesn’t like skinny ones like you. Just look at that seductress Tang Shishi.”

Hearing these words, Mu Yuxin’s heart clenched as if a hand was gripping it tightly, causing her to gasp for breath. She was just a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old girl, her love was simple and straightforward, without any calculation, pure and selfless. She loved her Yu, that love was like faith.

Mu Yuxin could allow many people to admire Cheng Yu, even seeing her Yu choose someone he liked instead of her from afar. But she would never allow anyone to hurt or ridicule him.

Mu Yuxin burst into the room, her eyes filled with tears, and said fiercely, “None of you have the right, nor are you worthy of liking Cheng Yu!”

The room full of ladies was taken aback for a moment.

“Who is this? We’re not qualified to like Mr. Cheng, what’s it to you, are you qualified?”

“She’s Mu Sheng’s sister, Mu Yuxin, just a child, don’t mind her.”

“Oh, how old is she? Shouldn’t she be in school? Why is she here?”

“Get out, this is not your place to talk.”

Mu Yuxin, being young and naive, instantly angered the room full of women with her words, and they retorted back.

“You… you…” she stuttered, tears streaming down her face.

“Get out! What can a little girl like you do?” A young woman in a purple dress coldly rebuked.

The Mu family was just a second-rate family in the capital, and every woman in the room was of a prominent lineage, they wouldn’t tolerate a second-rate family girl pointing fingers.

Mu Yuxin quickly realized that she was up against too much, a sense of helplessness welled up, and she ran out of the room crying.

Laughter echoed behind her.

Mu Sheng had just finished paying respects to Cheng Feng and saw his sister running out of a room, her face wet with tears. He hurried over, concern etched on his face, “Xin, what’s wrong?”

But Mu Yuxin didn’t respond to him, she just ascended the stairs to the second floor.

Mu Sheng and his companion, a strapping young man, hurriedly followed.

After reaching the second floor, Mu Yuxin spotted Tang Shishi and Xiao Shun, the pair who had caused her dear Yu heartache and embarrassment, and even made her the butt of jokes among a group of women. At this moment, they were chatting with beaming smiles, a sight that felt like a thorn in Mu Yuxin’s side. The thought of her beloved Yu, who was nursing a broken heart yet still had to greet the guests with a forced smile, tore her heart apart.

Especially when she saw Tang Shishi, that vixen, speaking with soft, affectionate eyes to Xiao Shun, she felt a surge of anger welling up within her. Wiping away her tears, she strode angrily towards the pair, picking up a cup of scalding hot tea along the way…

Splash! Water droplets flew in all directions.

“He’s so cool…”

“What just happened? What did I just see?”

“No wonder Tang Shishi chose him. He must make her feel safe.”

Xiao Shun sat calmly next to Tang Shishi, cracking sunflower seeds with one hand while the other held the rim of a plate, which he used to shield Tang Shishi. The instant the water from Mu Yuxin’s cup splashed out, it was all blocked by him. If not for this, even if Tang Shishi wasn’t scalded by the hot tea, she would have been extremely embarrassed.

Mu Yuxin stood there, wide-eyed and glaring at the pair.

“Are you okay?” Xiao Shun asked Tang Shishi as he set the plate back on the table.

“I’m fine,” responded Tang Shishi, a bit of tea staining her skirt but otherwise unharmed. She frowned slightly and stared straight at Mu Yuxin.

“Mu Yuxin, have you gone mad?”

“You’re the one who’s mad! Cheng Yu loves you so much, why did you hurt him? Why did you bring this country bumpkin to embarrass Cheng Yu on purpose?” Love can make people irrational, and Mu Yuxin, like a madwoman who had lost her senses, questioned Tang Shishi loudly, without regard for the occasion.

The room fell silent.

People who were previously unsure about the situation now had confirmation. The Mu siblings had always been close to Cheng Yu, especially Mu Sheng who was now striding over. He and Cheng Yu were as close as brothers, and there were even rumors that his sister and Cheng Yu were having an affair. Now that it was confirmed from Mu Yuxin’s own mouth, everyone was convinced.

“Xin, stop making a scene. Let’s go home. Look around, so many people are watching,” Mu Sheng softly spoke to Mu Yuxin, his arm around her shoulders.

Mu Sheng was a person who knew when to retreat. This was Cheng Yu’s father’s birthday celebration, and making a scene here was inappropriate and would only upset Cheng Yu further.

“Tang Shishi, are you blind? Cheng Yu is so outstanding, what part of him isn’t worthy of you? Do you really have to stoop so low to find this bumpkin to disgust people? You’ll regret it!” Mu Yuxin continued, her face flushed with anger.

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A flash of white light streaked across, hitting Mu Yuxin’s face. Her hair, face, and neck were instantly soaked, the pale yellow tea trickling down her face.

Tang Shishi had somehow stood up, holding an empty cup, her face as cold as frost as she stared at Mu Yuxin, coldly saying, “He’s my boyfriend, it’s not your place to comment.”

“Tang Shishi, you’ve gone too far!” Mu Sheng saw Mu Yuxin’s wet face and quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe it, while growling at Tang Shishi.

“I should probably have slapped her,” Tang Shishi retorted.

“You must apologize to Yuxin,” said a burly man who had been standing next to Mu Sheng.

“Nie Yue, this isn’t your place to speak. Mind your own business. Do you even know the whole story?” Tang Shishi snapped at him.

“Mu Sheng’s sister is my sister. I demand an apology from you,” the young man named Nie Yue commanded.

“Don’t think that just because you’re Tang Li’s daughter, I wouldn’t dare to touch you.”

“Try touching her,” Xiao Shun said calmly from his seat.

Those who knew Nie Yue in the room immediately felt a pang of worry upon hearing Xiao Shun’s words.

Nie Yue, the Vice President of the Southeast region of the Old School Society and son of Nie Jiuchong, was someone fearless, capable of turning the world upside down if provoked.