Chapter 488: Chapter 488: The Audacity of Si Yan and Her Mother
Lady Si stared wordlessly at Si Yan, who was sprawled on the floor, sobbing so hard she could barely breathe.
Her tears had smeared her delicate eyeliner and mascara, leaving dark smudges at the corners of her eyes.
But she didn’t seem to notice. Her gaze was fixed on the man’s back as he walked out the door, her eyes overflowing with adoration.
Seeing this, Lady Si shuddered. ’A young lady from a good family, lusting after a married man... Is she really a granddaughter of the Si Family?’
Recalling her eldest son’s words, Lady Si had no choice but to assume the authoritative air of the family matriarch.
THUD. She set the pastries down heavily and walked over to Si Yan. "Little Eight, what are you doing on the floor, staring at the back of a married man?"
Si Yan, blinded by jealousy, retorted, "What else could I be doing? I want to marry him. Eldest Aunt, you have to help me."
Lady Si roared, unable to contain her fury, "You want to break up a marriage, and you want me to help you? If you were my daughter, I’d beat you to death for being so shameless."
"Eldest Aunt, don’t think you can meddle in my affairs just because you’re the family matriarch. I like him, so what’s wrong with wanting to marry him? There’s a saying: if you like someone, you should bravely pursue them."
Si Yan spoke with pure malice, her eyes filled with envy as she looked at her beautiful and charming aunt, who was over fifty yet still stunning.
"You... you’re completely unreasonable." Lady Si was trembling with anger. She never imagined her niece would say something so absurd.
"How is pursuing my love unreasonable?" Si Yan argued back fearlessly.
"Oh, come on, Eighth Sister. There’s nothing wrong with pursuing love, but that man is already married. Are you scrambling to become his mistress?"
"Thirteenth, don’t you spout such nonsense here! Where did you hear such rubbish?" Third Aunt Si demanded angrily.
The Si Family’s thirteenth son, young and impetuous, shot back, "My classmate’s dad got a mistress, and now he’s trying to divorce his mom!
My classmate said that women who steal other people’s husbands are bad women. They’re the kind of mistresses everyone despises."
"That’s bullshit! That man just follows his wife around, swindling people. He’s clearly some powerless, talentless country bumpkin. How could my daughter possibly try to steal him?"
Third Aunt Si cursed, truly incensed. She hadn’t painstakingly raised her daughter for twenty years just for her to become someone’s mistress.
"Let me tell you all, I’ve already chosen the ideal son-in-law. It’s the eighth grandson of the Xiao Family, the Vice Factory Director of the Xiao Family Pharmaceutical Factory.
He’s only twenty-three this year, yet he can already hold his own. His future is limitless.
Even if that man wasn’t married, I still wouldn’t give him the time of day. Him, my son-in-law? In his dreams."
Si Yan shot back without a shred of respect, "Mom, stop spouting nonsense.
From now on, I’m going to marry that man from today. That bitch isn’t as pretty as me; she doesn’t deserve him at all.
I’m telling you, I will only marry that man in this lifetime. I don’t care if he’s a country bumpkin. Even if he were a murderer, I’d still marry him."
’You’re always pushing me to get close to Vice Factory Director Xiao, but he won’t even give me the time of day.’
’And Grandfather won’t be qualified to treat Old Sir Si anymore. What leverage will I have to act so arrogantly in the Si Family?’ Si Yan was too ashamed to say these words out loud.
Everyone in the Si Family stared, dumbfounded, at Third Aunt Si and Si Yan. A single thought ran through all their minds: ’This mother-daughter pair sure knows how to dream big.’
One covets Divine Doctor Su Gu’s husband, the other covets the Vice Factory Director of the Xiao Family Pharmaceutical Factory.
And both of these men were figures who stood high above the clouds—one as fresh and handsome as an Immortal, the other as transcendent and refined as a snow lotus on a high mountain.
Was Si Yan even worthy?
"You disgraceful things! What have we taught you all these years? The Si Family has no descendants with such warped morals!"
The Si Family Master roared. He had been helping Old Sir Si out of the guest room when he overheard the scandalous conversation between Si Yan and her mother.
It was so shameless, so utterly without boundaries.
He helped his father to the sofa, then, in a fit of rage, slammed his hand on the table, sending teacups and pastry dishes clattering.
The Si Family Master’s eyes were dark and heavy, like a thick fog rolling in on a moonless night—profound, cold, and terrifyingly black.
It sent a shiver through everyone in the Si Family. They all froze in their original positions—whether standing, sitting, or bent over trying to stifle a laugh.
No one dared to make a sound, terrified of attracting the Family Head’s attention and being punished.
Even Third Aunt Si and her daughter didn’t dare to act up. They hung their heads, their thoughts a mystery to everyone.
"Third Sister-in-law, take Little Eight to the ancestral hall to kneel. You can come out when you’ve thought things through. The rest of you, get ready. We’re going to Yuetai Restaurant for dinner with your grandfather and grandmother."
"Mmph... mmph..." Si Yan tried to say something, but her mother clamped a hand tightly over her mouth.
With tears in her eyes, Third Aunt Si said, "Father, Mother, Eldest Brother, this is all my fault for failing to raise my daughter properly. I will go kneel in the ancestral hall now."
In front of her parents-in-law, Third Aunt Si always presented a gentle and virtuous image and never once defied them.
This was the secret to her comfortable life in the Si Family. Besides, she and her father had designs on the Si Family, so they couldn’t leave just yet. She had to feign weakness.
The Si Family’s bodyguards quickly gagged Si Yan with a cloth and dragged her after Third Aunt Si toward the ancestral hall to kneel.
Throughout the entire ordeal, Old Sir Si and Grandma Si said nothing. The old couple simply supported each other as they walked toward the door.
The rest of the Si Family followed their grandparents. Bodyguards drove three cars, taking the family to Yuetai Restaurant.
Meanwhile, Su Shuochi carried Gu Jiaojiao out of the Si Family’s main gate. Seeing Su Shuochi was in a terrible mood, Gu Jiaojiao had him sit in the passenger seat.
She started the car and asked gently, "Su Shuochi, did you really want to beat that piece of trash up?"
Su Shuochi said dejectedly, "I didn’t want to beat her up. I was afraid of dirtying my hands. I just wanted to kick her to death. But now, I don’t want to think about anything."
"That’s the right way to think. Impulses are the devil. It’s easy to do things you’ll regret when you’re acting on impulse."
"You’re so right, Jiaojiao. It’s a good thing you were there to stop me. Do you still have to go to the Si Family for the acupuncture treatments?"
"A few more times. But something like this won’t happen again. The Si Family could never have dreamed that trash like Si Yan had so little class!"
"Honey, if I had kicked her, that piece of trash would have been severely injured, if not dead. If that happened, we’d owe the Si Family a favor. But since we just left, the Si Family Master should give us an explanation, right?"
"He will definitely give us one."
Because they were in a hurry, Gu Jiaojiao drove at high speed. The couple had barely exchanged a few sentences before they arrived downstairs at the restaurant.
"Jiaojiao, Shuo Ci, you’re here! We were just waiting for you to light the firecrackers," Old Sir Han said happily upon seeing Gu Jiaojiao.
