Chapter 634: Chapter 632: No One Dares to Scheme Before the Powerful
Uncle Song looked at his glamorous eldest daughter, pain flashing in his eyes. "Are you resentful because we didn’t tell you sooner that Jiaojiao is Divine Doctor Su Gu?"
Resentment flooded Second Sister Song’s face. "You knew she was the Divine Doctor, but you didn’t tell me. Don’t I have a right to hate you for that?"
"We weren’t sure Jiaojiao was the Divine Doctor at the time. But your mother told you that Jiaojiao definitely knew the Divine Doctor. And you? What did you say then?"
"Dad, what’s the point of bringing that up now?" Second Sister Song shrieked hysterically.
She continued, crying and shouting, "Just because Gu Jiaojiao saved my brother, you can treat me like this? I’m your real daughter!"
Mr. Song barked, "Shut your mouth! Have you forgotten where you are? Making a scene and crying at Old Sir Xi’s birthday banquet, what kind of behavior is that?"
Aunt Song stepped forward and grabbed her daughter, trying to calm her down. Her own eyes were red, and she was furious as well.
But she knew better than anyone her daughter’s flaws: she was overly ambitious and insufferably arrogant.
’Was it because her eldest son’s health was poor, so she had spoiled her too much? Or was this just her daughter’s true nature?’
In any case, ever since she was a child, she had to have whatever she wanted immediately. If they were a moment too slow, she would throw herself on the ground and roll around.
Back then, her eldest son’s poor health meant he couldn’t roll on the ground like that. So even when her daughter was covered in mud from her tantrums, she still indulged her, unable to bring herself to scold her.
’Who knew that in the end, all that spoiling would just leave her so utterly flawed!’
"Jiaojiao saved Zijie! No matter how angry you are, you can’t just spout such nonsense, especially not in front of all these people!" Mr. Song’s eyes were wide as he angrily reprimanded his granddaughter.
After speaking, he sighed and muttered under his breath, "The feng shui of our Song Family’s ancestral tomb must be terrible to keep producing such disgraceful descendants."
Hearing her grandfather’s admonishment, Second Sister Song thought of her cousin, Song Zijin, and her heart ached.
But she had to admit that she had gone a bit too far, especially in front of so many guests.
"Grandpa... I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to. I was just so angry when I found out she’s the Divine Doctor..." she apologized, her voice trembling slightly.
Song Zijie’s face flushed with a mixture of anger and shame. He didn’t know how he could possibly face Su or his wife.
He looked at his older sister, his eyes filled with a mix of disappointment and scorn, feeling a wave of frustration.
’This was completely her fault, yet she still had the audacity to blame their parents.’
"Both of you, go out to the balcony and reflect on what you’ve done." Seeing that his granddaughter was no longer out of control, Mr. Song’s tone softened considerably.
Second Sister Song and Song Zijie exchanged a look and finally left, resigned. Song Zijie still wanted to give his sister a piece of his mind.
As soon as they left, Mr. Song’s expression became pleasant and affable again. He cupped his hands in apology toward the guests.
"Everyone, my sincerest apologies. My granddaughter has made a fool of herself in front of you all today," Mr. Song said, apologizing humbly to the guests.
The Song Family and the Xi Family had always been close and were now related by marriage, so the guests at the banquet quickly waved their hands dismissively.
A middle-aged man smiled graciously. "Mr. Song, you’re being too serious. Even I had a hard time processing the news when I suddenly heard that Mrs. Su is Divine Doctor Su Gu."
"That’s right, that’s right. Never mind the young lady of the Song Family’s reaction. The news was just so sudden," another guest chimed in.
Uncle Song, meanwhile, raised his wine glass and apologized profusely to Gu Jiaojiao, promising that his daughter would apologize to her personally once she had calmed down.
"Uncle Song, you’re being too kind. It’s a small matter, not worth mentioning at all." Gu Jiaojiao raised her glass and took a sip.
"The Divine Doctor is truly magnanimous. I’ll be taking my grandfather to get in line first thing tomorrow morning."
The crowd once again surrounded Gu Jiaojiao and Su Shuochi, all trying to strike up a conversation and curry favor with the couple.
Before, everyone had only wanted to suck up to Su Shuochi. Some people who were pleasant to Gu Jiaojiao were only doing so to get to him through her.
Who knew that they were both so important? Now, those trying to get close to Gu Jiaojiao were doing so with genuine intent.
Elsewhere, on a balcony, the three men of the Wen family—the father and his two sons—stood smoking in silence.
Although the eldest, Wen Wenjin, worked under Su Shuochi, his sole focus was on scientific research; he had no interest in anything else.
His mother had dragged him to this banquet, hoping to find a match for him.
The second son, Wen Wenxuan, had previously looked down on Su Shuochi, his mind set on his political career. Who would have thought that his career would depend even more on Su Shuochi’s support?
He was filled with endless regret. The Wen family’s daughter, Wen Qing, stared blankly into the distance, her face devoid of any expression, not even anger.
Seeing his once-proud sister looking so dejected, Wen Wenxuan’s eyes reddened. He took a hard drag from his cigarette.
He was powerless to do anything about her situation. Not only was Su Shuochi rarely in Qing City, but his current position was even higher than their father’s.
What could he possibly use to pressure him? Especially when Su Shuochi’s wife was the renowned Divine Doctor Su Gu of the Imperial City.
If he had known all this earlier, he wouldn’t have made things difficult for her. He would have made a real effort to get on good terms with the couple.
"Qing’er, I really never imagined... that she would be Divine Doctor Su Gu. Your second brother can’t help you now," Wen Wenxuan said, his voice hoarse.
"I know," Wen Qing said faintly. The siblings had originally planned to frame Gu Jiaojiao at this very banquet.
They had planned to set her up to be caught with another man. But she was the Divine Doctor; how could any scheme of theirs possibly touch her?
"So... do you still want to marry Su Shuochi?" Wen Wenxuan asked, a little surprised.
He couldn’t believe his sister would give up so easily. He was afraid she would do something that would harm the family.
Wen Qing shook her head and gave a bitter smile. "I never thought I absolutely had to marry him. I just couldn’t accept it."
"Gu Jiaojiao grew up with him in the same compound. It was inevitable they would get married. You should find someone, get married, and live a good life from now on."
Wen Wenxuan’s political career was in a slump, and he didn’t want to stir up any more trouble.
His mother had originally wanted him to marry Xi Li. Although Xi Li had never liked him, she wouldn’t have dared to defy her parents’ wishes.
But back then, his mind was consumed by power, and he only wanted to curry favor with the Yue Family, who could benefit him.
Seeing that Xi Li was giving him the cold shoulder, he deliberately accepted Xi Siya’s advances to spite her.
Who knew she would just turn around and get engaged to Song Zijie? He was filled with endless regret, but it was hopeless. This was all his fault.
’He had thought that, at the very least, Xi Siya was a graduate from a prestigious university. For the sake of the Xi Family’s support, he figured he could just make do with her.’
’Who knew she was a total airhead, and now he couldn’t even get rid of her!’
"Second Brother, if you had just put your heart into pursuing Xi Li back then, things wouldn’t have ended up like this!"
"Unfortunately, she never liked me in the first place. It wouldn’t have mattered how hard I tried..." Wen Wenxuan could only make excuses.
"From what I saw, it wasn’t that Xi Li disliked you at first. It was probably after she saw you fooling around with her cousin that she..."
"Qing’er, stop." Wen Wenxuan cut his sister off with difficulty. ’As if he didn’t already know all that.’
"Wenxuan, Qing’er, you’re both still young. You have long lives ahead of you. Don’t let the resentment and hatred in your hearts ruin your own futures."
This was the first time Mr. Wen had ever spoken to his children without any ulterior motives.
