At this mont, the onlookers were completely speechless about this family. If it were soone else, they would have left as soon as the fake Duan inkstone was exposed, but they stubbornly persisted in making a fool of themselves.
Having caused such a big joke, Yan Dacaizi probably wouldn’t show his face in public for a long ti.
Fortunately, Yan Xu still cared about his dignity. Unable to stay any longer, he pointed at Lin Jingshu and scolded, "You’ve gone too far!" before turning away.
With Yan Xu gone, how could Qin Shuyi and Yan Yufei linger? They took the opportunity to follow him out—
"Old Yan!"
"Dad!"
"..."
With that family gone, the atmosphere at the birthday banquet beca much more refreshing.
With these two big jokes, the waiting period before the banquet was no longer boring at all.
Su Suqin didn’t expect such an outco, feeling both disappointed and embarrassed, afraid that Lin Jingshu would vent her anger on her.
She had never dealt with Lin Jingshu before, and her understanding of her was nothing more than a beautiful but ignorant woman. She didn’t expect her to be so tough.
Even a renowned and prestigious master musician like Yan Xu was played like this by her. Su Suqin, a mistress who everyone despised, could only wonder what she would be ridiculed into.
Later, even if she married Qiao Sheng and entered the circle of wealthy wives, the history of her being disciplined by her husband’s ex-wife would definitely be discussed by others.
At this mont, Su Suqin wisely didn’t dare to cause trouble, and even hid behind Qiao Sheng, afraid of being discovered by Lin Jingshu.
As expected, in the next second, Lin Jingshu’s gaze fell on her face, startling her, and she instinctively grabbed Qiao Sheng’s clothes hem, fearing that Lin Jingshu would deal with her in the sa way.
Unbeknownst to her, she had greatly overestimated her presence in Lin Jingshu’s eyes. Lin Jingshu’s gaze rely lingered on her face for half a second before a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her gaze moved away.
She felt guilty even wasting a second of her ti on such aningless jumping clowns.
This was the first ti Qiaoxu saw her mother being so tough, and the novelty made her eyes shine with excitent.
By her ear, Lu Moqing laughed softly, "I used to think your temperant was like your second aunt’s, but now it seems your mother-in-law is not to be underestimated."
Upon hearing this, Qiaoxu glanced at him, and the next second, chuckled ambiguously, saying:
"Impressed by my mom’s feistiness? Be careful in the future. If you dare to bully , I’ll tell my mom."
Her proud deanor, like an elentary school student reporting complaints to their parents, made Lu Moqing laugh.
He raised his hand to rub Qiaoxu’s hair and deliberately ssed it up. Annoyed, Qiaoxu fiercely slapped his hand away.
"Your hand is so cheeky, do you want to ask my mom to cut it off with a knife?"
She lowered her voice, feigning displeasure, and frowned.
Lu Moqing begged for rcy in a low voice, while taking the opportunity to wrap his arm around her waist, saying, "Wife, forgive , let redo your hair."
"You?"
Qiaoxu looked at Lu Moqing with disbelief, asking rhetorically, "Are you capable?"
No sooner had she finished speaking, her already ssy hair was further tangled by Lu Moqing’s careless hand.
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