Shi Yaoguang stroked her pet the right way, "If it weren’t because you don’t mind her, why would I possibly take him in?"
"Speaking of which, his innate talent is indeed not bad; it’s just a pity he’s gotten on in years, but that can be overlooked."
Quan Jinbei showed a look of surprise, "Is he really a child of destiny?"
Shi Yaoguang thought for a mont and shook her head, "He’s not a child of destiny, but it’s true he has talent."
Quan Jinbei appeared thoughtful.
Shi Yaoguang asked curiously, "Did he bully you before?"
Quan Jinbei’s eyes narrowed, and his presence suddenly changed, "Do I look like soone who would be bullied by him?"
"Just being cautious," Shi Yaoguang said and revealed a gentle smile, "If he ever bullied you, I’d take revenge for you."
Quan Jinbei heard this and a quick smile crossed the bottom of his eyes, "Isn’t he your disciple? Do you have the heart to do that?"
"What’s there to mind, you’re still his master’s wife after all."
Shi Yaoguang said it too decisively, not at all siding with Shen Antai, but with him.
Quan Jinbei’s displeasure vanished, and he looked at Shi Yaoguang with increasingly bright eyes.
Shi Yaoguang felt sowhat uncomfortable under his gaze and found an excuse to slip away.
...
The rainy night passed.
Shi Yaoguang stretched lazily and walked out of her room.
As soon as the door opened, she t a pair of bright, expressive eyes.
Shen Antai stood at the top of the stairs on the second floor, looking expectantly in her direction.
Shi Yaoguang felt a bit helpless, "What are you doing standing here?"
The old man chuckled, "I’m waiting for Master to get up!"
"Isn’t there so kind of morning and evening ritual? I..." he hesitated, revealing a smile, "I can do that too."
Shi Yaoguang: "..."
A morning and evening ritual is fine, but old man, why are you showing a shy smile?
At this ti, Quan Jinbei also opened his door and ca out.
eting the old man’s gaze, he shifted his eyes away disdainfully.
Only when he looked at Shi Yaoguang did he reveal a shallow smile.
"Wife, are you going to school today?"
Normally at Quan Mansion, Quan Jinbei would not call her wife.
At first listen, Shi Yaoguang didn’t even react.
eting Quan Jinbei’s probing gaze, only then did she reply, "I’ve taken leave." The old man said he was going to the mountains to search for treasure to save soone; she wanted to see if the person the old man intended to save was still savable.
Almost at the sa mont, Shen Antai said, "Master, accompany ho!"
Quan Jinbei, upon hearing this, showed a subtle expression, "I just received news that the Shen Family is holding a big event."
Shen Antai was clueless, "What event? How co I haven’t heard anything about it?"
Quan Jinbei pursed his lips, his tone indifferent, "You’ll know once you get there."
For so reason, Shi Yaoguang seed to detect a trace of schadenfreude in his tone.
Before she could figure out what he was so gleeful about, she heard Quan Jinbei say to her, "There’s been a bit of trouble at the company, and I might have to go on a business trip."
"Where to?"
"France," Quan Jinbei said, his gaze on her carrying a touch of reluctance, "I’ll probably be away for a week. Wait for ."
Shi Yaoguang nodded, "Leave early, co back early, have a safe trip."
Quan Jinbei smiled faintly, "Alright."
Shen Antai watched their interaction and pursed his lips quietly.
The two of them didn’t say anything mushy, yet there was an inexplicably sweet feeling.
Hey, I’m getting old, I really can’t handle any excitent.
...
After breakfast, Quan Jinbei left.
Shi Yaoguang had the driver take her and Shen Antai to the Shen Family residence.
Shen Family mansion.
The Shen Family’s residence was built in the style of a classical garden.
From a distance, Shi Yaoguang could already sense the lively atmosphere.
Shen Antai pondered to himself, "I’ve only been away for half a year, how did the Shen Family suddenly beco so lively? And they didn’t even notify of whatever event they’re playing at."
His muttering wasn’t loud, but Shi Yaoguang heard it clearly.
With her keen hearing and sharp eyes, she understood the voices inside the Shen Family mansion before even entering.
She imdiately frowned.
After getting out of the car, the old master also saw the white silk fabric hanging high in the residence.
"This, this is..."
His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly ran towards the entrance within a few steps.
There was no one at the door, so Shi Yaoguang had to quickly follow behind.
All the way to the liveliest hall, there were even several wreaths at the door, and a large black-and-white photo was hanging in the main hall.
The person in the photo...
Shi Yaoguang looked at Shen Antai’s face, and upon comparison...
Yep, the sa person.
So, the Shen Family was holding a morial service for Shen Antai?
Shen Antai was also dumbfounded.
He thought the white silk fabric ant soone else in the family had passed away.
But in the end, he realized that the person was himself.
What’s it like to mistakenly walk into your own morial service?
The Shen family patriarch had sothing to say.
He wanted to crack open his foolish son’s head to see if it was filled with water instead of brains.
The intrusion of a stranger quickly caught the host family’s attention.
The middle-aged man with a white flower on his chest saw Shen Antai and began weeping.
"Dad!"
"How tragically you died!"
While speaking, the man made to fling himself at Shen Antai.
Shen Antai threw a punch and hit him on the head, cursing, "It’s you who died tragically! I’m perfectly fine!"
The middle-aged man suddenly looked bewildered.
He rubbed his forehead, appearing utterly confused.
What was going on?
Shen Antai t his incredulous gaze and imdiately showed a fierce look, "Shen Jizhi! Are you asking for death? I’m alive and well, yet you can’t wait to send off?!"
"No, no, no..." the middle-aged man quickly waved his hands, "I absolutely didn’t an that."
As he spoke, a flattering smile appeared on his face, "I wish you could live to be a hundred years old, how could I curse you?"
Shen Jizhi looked toward Shi Yaoguang standing in front, hesitating, "This is..."
"What ’this is this’?" Shen Antai gave his son another punch on the head, "This is my master! Show so respect!"
Shen Jizhi was stunned, "Master?"
Shen Antai: "This is your old man’s master, not yours!"
Shen Jizhi scratched his head, looking completely at a loss.
At this mont, the other people at the morial service also began to realize the situation.
The Shen family patriarch wasn’t dead; he was very much alive!
After this realization, the people of the Shen Family sward around the old master for a good look.
After greeting everyone, Shen Antai noticed his grandson was absent and asked, "Where’s Xiaohuan?"
Shen Jizhi: "Xiaohuan has gone to school."
Shen Antai felt disappointed, "Why would he go to school all of a sudden? Doesn’t he always love to play truant and stay at ho?"
Shen Jizhi thought to himself that his grandchild normally skips school because it’s quiet at ho.
He wasn’t at ho today because... the house had a morial service...
Of course, he wouldn’t dare say this to his father, for fear of being beaten to death.
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