I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 692: These Two Brats are Too Arrogant

Chapter 692: Chapter 692: These Two Brats are Too Arrogant

Yu Jingting’s bicycle swerved dramatically, his long leg straining to keep it from tipping over.

The cause of this maneuver was the small bottle in Suizi’s hand.

"Are you my beloved daughter-in-law?! You wicked woman, you’re nothing short of ruthless!"

Yu Jingting was gritting his teeth.

Meanwhile, Suizi, delighted with her prank, blinked innocently and waved the bottle in her hand.

"I’m too thoughtful."

She had offended two powerful bosses, so she was sure to take a beating.

With such a grim outlook, wouldn’t it be thoughtful of her to prepare some painkillers for her dear husband?

This was clearly a show of exemplary moral values!

"...Shuan Q, I really thank you for this."

As Yu Jingting was attempting to regain control of his bicycle, Suizi pulled out another bottle from her pocket, gave it a slight shake and held it in front of him again.

"If you’re not satisfied with the previous item, dear brother, I have a backup here. What do you think of this one?"

"Shit."

Yu Jingting consequently parked his bicycle.

He stared at the bottle, on which the word "pesticide" was hastily glued with print paper.

"You’ve been holding the financial reins of our family, I don’t see why you would have any reason to do me in."

Despite their busy college schedules, they never had a moment of leisure.

Two years ago, when the private car policy was introduced in China, Fan Huang, who had been waiting eagerly, emptied his personal savings to buy a domestic car for the young couple.

This made them one of the first owners of private cars in China.

While other affluent individuals were driving around for pleasure, Yu Jingting was cruising around with his wife, discovering money-making opportunities, and from it he managed to amass considerable capital, all of which was held by Suizi.

"You’re my walking automatic money-making machine, why would I want to waste you by feeding you pesticide?" Suizi opened the bottle and took a sip, it tasted great.

The bottle was filled with soda, but she had intentionally stuck a pesticide label on it to fool others.

"I came up with this double-action plan, didn’t I? If my mother beats you, you can swallow a painkiller in front of her, the shock of such an act will deter her!"

"... Why does this stupid idea sound so familiar, let me think ... Li Youcai?!"

Yu Jingting rummaged through his distant memory and finally remembered.

Taking painkillers before a beating, wasn’t this how Li Youcai, who had faded from the stage of history, operated?

"He was a fool for doing that, but you’re different! He was being cowardly, but you... you’re showing your strength, get it?"

"Not quite, could you elaborate?"

"You take this in front of my mother, she sees and she’ll be left hopeless."

"Yeah, if I ever end up with a dunce like that, I’d be hopeless too."

"That’s not the kind of despair I’m referring to. She’ll feel futile. No matter how much she beats you, it’s all in vain as you wouldn’t feel a thing. Who would continue knowing it’s pointless?"

"...Then what’s the purpose of the pesticide?"

"When our mother realizes that beating you is useless and tries to scare you with a pair of scissors, we’ll fight fire with fire! She brandishes the scissors threateningly, you threaten her with the pesticide, saying you’ll drink it if she pushes you too far. How about that?"

"How did you manage to regress intellectually after years of postgraduate study at a top domestic university? If Du Zhong sees you like this, he’ll regret giving you those shares every year."Yu Jingting had spent several years at Tsinghua University where he’d perfected his knack for ribbing others.

Last year, Du Zhong’s medicine factory went through a restructuring process. It was a bloody affair, and Suizi and her husband offered him strategies every step of the way, helping Du Zhong successfully assume control and complete the transition.

As per their previous agreement, the factory offered some shares to Suizi and her husband. In return, Suizi agreed to be Du Zhong’s consultant, providing him with technical support in making major decisions.

Du Zhong had initially thought that Suizi was a typical housewife, only realizing her cunning after seeing her in action. None of the old foxes in his family could match her, she planned every step meticulously.

"That little fox Du Zhong doesn’t regret it at all. He figures that by pulling me in, he’s also indirectly winning your support. Not to mention, there’s also my dad."

Smiling, Suizi put the bottle back in her pocket. Of course, she couldn’t possibly let Yu Jingting act like a country wife, protesting tearfully, howling, and threatening suicide against her mom. That was just a joke.

She had already figured out how to handle the situation in her own way.

Fan Huang got off work early and decided to cook a meal himself, planning to hold a celebration for his daughter and son-in-law.

As he brought out the dishes, he saw Chen Lijun sitting on the ground, sharpening a pair of scissors.

"Once those two little brats walk through the door, you keep quiet. No matter what I say or do, you can’t say a word." Chen Lijun held up the scissors; they glinted brilliantly, enough to induce fear.

"Tonight we tie him up and I’ll take him to my place of work. He’ll leave his fingerprint tonight and I’ll take his file tomorrow. If he doesn’t comply, I’ll—"

"Stab him?" Fan Huang extended his hand to touch the scissors; impressive, quite sharp.

"I’ll cut off his wife’s long braids! Let’s see how he likes that!"

Suizi’s hair had grown long over the past couple of years, something Yu Jingting adored. Chen Lijun had caught him playing with Suizi’s hair on several occasions.

"To catch a thief, catch the king first. I will seize what he likes the most."

"How old are you again? Who treats their own daughter like this... Is she some girl you picked up from a firewood stack?" Fan Huang felt that his wife might have lost her mind.

This technique was not only childish but quite absurd.

"Shuisheng will need someone on his side as well. Jingting is his only son, he should be inheriting the family business. You’re forcing him into politics without considering this. How does your in-law view this?"

"What’s so great about doing business? Having a stable position is what matters. Can he stay in business his entire life? Who was it that, in order to marry my maiden, boasted about the importance of their son-in-law, and now when it’s time for their son to take over, they disappear? If they dare to run, I’ll chop off her hair!"

Chen Lijun held up the scissors, pretending to cut. Seeing the way Fan Huang was looking at her, she looked puzzled.

"What’s with that expression?"

"Where there’s oppression, there’s resistance..." Noticing his wife aimed the scissors at him, Fan Huang quickly tried to appease her, "Wife, is there something wrong with your hormone balance? I’ve noticed your mood swings have been rather dramatic lately."

"Those two little rascals have messed up my menstrual cycle—there’s the doorbell, go block them."

She stuck the scissors in her belt and strode to the front door, brimming with aggression.

Instead of seeing Yu Jingting and his wife, she found Jiaojiao leading two Little Luobos.

Jiaojiao was about to enter third grade after school started. She was almost as tall as Chen Lijun, and her beauty was famous near and far. She had the same charming dimpled smile as her brother.

"Where are your brother and sister-in-law?"

"After dropping us off, they drove away... They told me to let you know they won’t be back for a few days. The three of us might need to crash here for the time being."

The scissors fell from Chen Lijun’s hand. The realization hit her: not only could she not catch them, but those hooligans had also left her in charge of the kids?

"Fan Huang! Do you have any control over this?! These two are getting too out of hand!"