Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother!
Chapter 439 - 425 please Song Hui to visit the Du Family.

Chapter 439: 425 please Song Hui to visit the Du Family.

"Dad, is it that serious?"

He and his sister had indeed been indecisive about Xiaoyu’s matter, but surely that wouldn’t lead Miss Yan to look down on them, would it?

"Hmph, what do you know!" Father Du snorted coldly through his nose, "Don’t think that just because you went to Country T and successfully handled the Raw Stone purchasing deal with Miss Yan that you can start holding your head high! Now our whole family is working for Miss Yan. As subordinates, you shouldn’t bother her with those trivial household affairs. Think about it—if you had a subordinate who constantly had endless problems at home, would you be willing to rely on them?"

"Of course not," Du Manchang replied subconsciously.

As soon as the words left his mouth, he paused for a few seconds and then realized, "Dad, we are in cooperation with Miss Yan. How did it become that our whole family is working for her?"

Father Du gave him a dismissive glance, "Wasn’t that the decision you and your sister made last time?"

"That was..." Du Manchang thought for a moment, "That was me agreeing to cede some benefits. It doesn’t mean all our projects should prioritize her above all."

"You foolish boy," Father Du was so annoyed he wished he could clout his son on the head, "With our family’s capability, reaching number one in the city is our limit! Yet, Miss Yan is a person with great fortune. Following her, though it seems like a subordinate status, the conveniences she will provide us with in the future will definitely be stronger than during the Du Family’s peak!"

"Dad, aren’t you idolizing Miss Yan too much? I admit she is indeed quite capable, but still—"

"But what?!" Father Du felt a twinge in his heart when he heard this, "When you went to sign the contract with Miss Yan last time, didn’t you clarify that our family is willing to submit?"

Du Manchang didn’t respond, but Father Du guessed as much from his expression.

"You—" Father Du stood up suddenly, almost wishing he could go find a hammer right then.

"Dad, Dad, don’t be hasty!" Du Manchang was afraid his father would move too quickly and something would go awry.

Father Du shook his head repeatedly, "Forget it, I’ll personally handle the matter with the Song Family and the communication with Miss Yan."

"Dad?!" Du Manchang couldn’t believe it.

"Manchang," Father Du placed his hand on his shoulder and patted, "Dad knows you have your concerns, but as the decision-maker in the family, you have to trust Dad. This choice may seem very shameful in the short term, but it won’t take long, at most five years, and the results will shut up everyone who laughs at us now! By then, it’ll be hard for them to catch a ride with the Yan Family!"

When Du Manchang and Du Mansheng were very young, the Du Family had already achieved financial freedom.

Over the years, the Du Family Jade Business kept growing. Even if it didn’t reach the apex, they never had to worry about food or clothing.

Du Manchang was like a young master waiting to inherit the family business, ambitious yet cautious.

How could he not be anxious about suddenly committing the entire Du Family, without any reservations, to another power?

But after listening to his father’s heartfelt advice, he calmed down and thought seriously about it.

After a moment, his dark eyes revealed a look of determination, "Since Dad is willing to gamble, let’s gamble on this together!"

"Good," Father Du nodded with satisfaction.

With Father Du’s approval, the matter with the Song Family was handled swiftly.

Song Hui had been wanting to contact the Du Family through the show crew. With Yan Yueqing’s orders, the staff had been stalling him and his wife.

Now that the Du Family had agreed, Song Hui almost immediately received a call from them.

"You want me to come over... and bring my wife... and you’ll cover the plane tickets?!"

Tian Xiaoe was tending to the farm work, overheard fragments of her husband’s conversation from the corner of the house.

Her face, which had been sullen for a few days, now displayed a rare smile, seemingly in an excellent mood.

Tian Xiaoe wiped her hands and tiptoed over. After Song Hui hung up the phone, she said, "What’s the news, my man?"

"Yeah, the Du Family asked us to make a trip over there to talk about Xiaoyu. It’s too far, and they can’t conveniently send a car to pick us up at Neihai, so they’ve booked us first-class return tickets. They’re just waiting for us to go."

"Really?!" Tian Xiaoe’s excitement was tinged with anxiety, "Why suddenly invite us to their house? Could there be danger? I’ve heard that some rich folks are ruthless. To cover up the truth, there’s nothing they wouldn’t do! What if we get there and they-"

Song Hui waved his hand dismissively, "No! This has blown up on the internet, and a reporter has even arranged to interview us in a couple of days. I’ll communicate with him that if he hasn’t heard from me by tomorrow night, he should call the police for me."

Tian Xiaoe admired her husband’s thoroughness and then asked, "What about Huahua and Yeye? Should we bring them too?"

"Taking the kids is inconvenient," Song Hui had his concerns, "It’s such a long journey. Later on, you should have your mom come over to our place, or drop off Huahua and Yeye at her house."

"Alright, alright, alright!" Tian Xiaoe nodded, "I’ll start packing now, drop off Huahua and Yeye there, and then pack a few things for us."

Song Hui stopped her, "Let’s not bring too much of our stuff."

"Huh? Why not?"

"What ’huh’? Lugging all that stuff over there, how will you have the hands to bring anything back?"

"Our luggage isn’t heavy. If we can take it there, why can’t we bring it back?" Tian Xiaoe paused mid-sentence and then understood, "Hubby, are you saying—"

Song Hui let out a sly chuckle, "They’ve booked us first-class tickets. Could it be they want to settle scores with us? Of course, they want to talk about Xiaoyu! Look, we’ve raised Xiaoyu for seven years, and even if our conditions are a bit poor, as long as we insist we treat all three children the same, they won’t have much to say."

"But if they bring up the matter of the five hundred thousand..."

"Isn’t that even easier to deal with? Huahua got sick, and it cost so much money. We obviously couldn’t save every penny for Xiaoyu and ignore Huahua’s illness, right? I’ve heard the Du Family likes to do charity, so they should be quite reasonable."

Tian Xiaoe relaxed a bit, "Mmm, you’re right. If they were really going to argue over Xiaoyu with us, they wouldn’t have gone to the trouble of booking us first-class tickets... Geez, I’ve never been on a plane in my life, and my first time is going to be in first-class?"

The couple exchanged a smile.

And so, after making arrangements for the children, they set off for the airport in their thin clothes.

They truly didn’t bring any luggage, but when they got off the plane, Tian Xiaoe was carrying two bulging bags in her hands.

Disgusted, Song Hui complained as they left the terminal, "How much could the stuff on the plane be worth? You took everything, how do you think the Du Family will view us?"

Tian Xiaoe was too pleased to care, "Why would the Du Family care about what I bring? Besides, I didn’t know they gave away so much stuff on the plane! Look how clean these towels are! We buy them ourselves and they aren’t even this soft. There’s stuff to use, stuff to eat, all free, why wouldn’t I take it?! If it weren’t for catching this flight back, I’d have considered leaving it in their storage."

Too lazy to argue, Song Hui replied, "Fine, when we pass by the kiosk, ask them for an inconspicuous bag to put everything into..."

They chattered away as they exited, stopped by the airport "kiosk" to inquire, and were met with snobbish attitudes. Bags cost fifty cents each, and the sellers spoke with their noses in the air.

Tian Xiaoe was on the verge of starting an argument inside.

Song Hui, finding it too embarrassing, quickly pulled her away.

Just then, the phone rang again.

"Mr. Song, this is Steward Du from the Du Family, the one who contacted you earlier."

"Oh, what’s up?"

"Your flight landed 40 minutes ago. I was wondering if you’ve left the terminal building? I’m waiting for you at T2 exit."

Song Hui quickly pulled the still fuming Tian Xiaoe toward the exit.

Only when they met Steward Du did Tian Xiaoe simmer down a bit.

Her eyes lit up— it seemed the Du Family was indeed sincere! Had they actually sent someone with a car to pick them up?!