After the True Heiress Travels Back
Chapter 22: What are you fussing about when Third Master hasn’t said anything?

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: What are you fussing about when Third Master hasn’t said anything?

Shi Yaoguang’s parents were somewhat unable to understand what Quan Sicheng and the butler were talking about.

Isn’t Quan Sicheng the adopted son of Quan Jinbei?

Isn’t Quan Mansion the Quan Family’s property?

By rounding up, isn’t this essentially Quan Sicheng’s home?

Why... does Quan Sicheng need to send a visiting card when he returns to his own home?

Faced with the blank stares of the three members of the Shi Family, Quan Sicheng also felt a bit embarrassed.

Although he was the adopted son of Quan Jinbei, his relationship with the man was just so-so.

The master of Quan Mansion was Quan Jinbei alone.

Therefore, even he had to send a visiting card in advance when he came to Quan Mansion.

Unless there was some emergency that didn’t allow time for such formalities.

Even though he had not followed protocol, Quan Sicheng was still a bit resentful towards the butler.

In front of the Shi family, couldn’t he save him some face?

Feeling a grievance in his heart, he wasn’t so polite to the butler anymore, "Butler, I’ve come here for a very important issue concerning Shi Yaoguang. Can you make an exception for me?"

The butler was not a pushover and refused directly, "I’m sorry, young master, but please follow the rules."

Quan Sicheng’s face grew uglier, but remembering the purpose of his visit, he could only suppress his anger and took a deep breath, "I’m going to call my dad; he will definitely let me in."

The butler looked at him approvingly.

Quan Sicheng: "..."

He felt even more annoyed.

After a lot of fuss at the entrance, they were finally "asked" in by the polite butler.

However, they all entered with a belly full of anger.

Thus, when they saw Shi Yaoguang leisurely lying on a divan eating fruit, their resentment peaked.

Shi’s father postured himself, walking around in front of her.

Seeing that she made no move, he glared with fury: "You unfilial daughter, didn’t you see your father here? Don’t you know you should greet your elders when you see them?"

Shi Yaoguang shifted a throw pillow to support her lower back and lazily glanced at him, "Don’t they say ’When at home, do as the host pleases’? What are you getting angry about, old man?"

"I don’t remember when our Quan Mansion invited the Shi Family over. If I’m not mistaken, this falls under the category of uninvited, doesn’t it?"

"Since it’s uninvited, then... how I receive guests should be up to me, shouldn’t it?"

Shi’s father felt she was just making excuses, and he was so angry that his chest heaved violently.

However, the butler was very supportive and replied, "As the lady of Quan Mansion, how you receive guests is naturally your decision to make."

Shi Yaoguang nodded satisfactorily, "The butler understands things clearly."

Shi’s father watched her and the butler sing in unison, and it almost gave him a heart attack.

Shi Yiqing, the dear little cotton-padded jacket, naturally couldn’t just stand by and watch.

She looked disapprovingly at Shi Yaoguang and then said, "Sister, how can you treat Dad like this?"

"Even if you really did marry Uncle Quan, you can’t neglect your parents."

The term "Uncle Quan" immediately raised the generational gap, implying that Shi Yaoguang’s marriage to someone of an "uncle’s" generation was disgraceful.

And "you can’t neglect your parents" was a clear accusation of her being unfilial.

Shi Yiqing, the talented one, was always ready to set traps for her at every turn.

But...

"Sister makes sense, but then again, the reason I married your Uncle Quan owes much to you," she said.

"If it weren’t for you and my fiancé hitting it off so well, where would I be today? By that logic, you’re practically my matchmaker. Too bad, I won’t be sending any matchmaker gifts your way."

Shi Yiqing: "..."

Shi Yaoguang yawned and her eyes glistened with tears, "Originally, since you stole my man, we should have been enemies. But isn’t it just like a flood washing over the Dragon King’s temple—in the end, we’re all one family."

"Considering that you’re about to become my future daughter-in-law, I’ll give you a chance to prove yourself."

Shi Yiqing was stunned, "What kind of opportunity to prove myself?"

Shi Yaoguang lifted her chin slightly, pointing to the three people standing together behind her, "Didn’t you bewitch them to come here and accuse me? Whatever you want to ask, go ahead."

Shi Yiqing wanted to say that she had not incited anyone to come and accuse.

But Shi Yaoguang airily cut her off before she could insist that she hadn’t done so, which would have only drawn more attention.

Yet if she didn’t explain herself, wouldn’t that be a tacit acknowledgment of her accusation?

Quan Sicheng was convinced that Shi Yaoguang had malicious intentions, so he naturally didn’t care about this detail.

He immediately said, "You’re aware that we’ve come to accuse you? Isn’t the whole point of accusing you because you’ve done something wrong?"

Shi Yaoguang didn’t deign to acknowledge him, not even with a glance.

Quan Sicheng’s face turned even uglier, "Shi Yaoguang, didn’t you hear me talking to you?"

Shi Yaoguang continued to ignore him, turning to the butler with a complaint, "Why do I hear an animal barking here? Butler, go see if the door was left unsecured, letting some blind creature wander in."

The butler responded but didn’t move his feet, his gaze falling on Quan Sicheng.

The mistress was being indirect with her criticism, and he understood that.

It wasn’t just metaphorical criticism, Quan Sicheng understood her words as well.

He glared coldly at Shi Yaoguang with a look that could kill, "Shi! Yao! Guang!"

Shi Yaoguang rubbed her ears, urging the butler, "I heard the barking again. You should really go check it out."

Quan Sicheng’s face had become so dark it was unbearable to look at.

Seeing him almost ready to lash out at Shi Yaoguang, the butler sighed internally and stepped in front of him to prevent any such action.

"Young Master, this is Quan Mansion, not a place for you to behave recklessly," he said.

He paused, then added, "Miss Shi is now the wife of your foster father, and thus your mother in name. I hope the Young Master can recognize his own status and show the proper respect to his elders."

This reminder finally made him recall that complication.

Shi Yaoguang was no longer Miss Shi, nor was she his fiancée whom he could disregard.

She was now his foster father’s wife, his foster mother in name.

Although the title he should address her by had already been spoken by him.

But at this moment, in front of Shi Yiqing, his true love, he felt too ashamed to utter that title.

Shi Yaoguang’s attitude was clear; she insisted Quan Sicheng call her ’mother.’

Quan Sicheng’s stance was just as firm; he refused to lose face in front of the woman he loved.

The atmosphere, therefore, stayed at an impasse.

As the head of the Shi Family, Shi’s father still retained some pride.

Shi Yaoguang’s previous rebellious actions had pushed this resentment to its peak.

So...

He stood up and berated Shi Yaoguang, "No matter what, Sicheng is the Quan Family’s fourth young master. The elder hasn’t even spoken yet, what rights do you have to be so presumptuous here?"

As he spoke, the old man straightened his spine, "Anyway, your marriage to Sicheng is utterly annulled. From now on, Sicheng will be Qingqing’s fiancé. Show some civility towards them instead of acting as if everyone owes you something."