I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 803: Suizi Eagerly Fans the Flames

Chapter 803: Chapter 803: Suizi Eagerly Fans the Flames

Fan’s mother previously used the excuse that Fan Huang didn’t have a son to coerce Chen Lijun into getting a birth permit, and then when the time came, she brought over a child from her relative’s family.

To outsiders, she claimed it was Chen Lijun’s child, and the household registration was under Fan Huang’s name. Legally, that child would become Fan Huang’s rightful child, recognized by law.

At this critical moment, Suizi brought up the birth permit, and Fan’s mother suddenly remembered. Right, she could use the birth permit to disgust Chen Lijun a bit more.

Since her son began arguing with her, Fan’s mother already saw that she no longer had any leverage.

Fan Huang’s heart had completely shifted to Suizi and her mother. At this point, Fan’s mother somewhat had the mindset of a cornered dog; if she couldn’t be happy, she wanted to thoroughly disgust Chen Lijun.

"Did you get your birth permit?" Fan’s mother asked Chen Lijun with a sidelong glance.

Chen Lijun nodded. Yes, she did.

As clever as Chen Lijun was, she had already guessed that her maiden was setting a trap, and she was happy to go along with it.

"Good. Since you’ve obtained the birth permit, I’m sure you’re also mentally prepared to be a stepmother."

"Grandmother, let me correct you. My mom is my dad’s legal spouse. When you call her a stepmother, where does that come from? Her child with my dad is also legally recognized as a child born within wedlock. How did my own mother become a stepmother in your words?" Suizi let go of the hands she had wrapped around Fan’s mother.

She glanced at the scarf, satisfied.

Chicken droppings had gotten on it, with only slight marks left on the scarf, no waste at all.

"Quibbling over words is meaningless. What I meant by stepmother is that the child isn’t hers by birth, but she needs to raise them. Chen Lijun, our Mei Family is giving you a child for free. Shouldn’t you be grateful to me?"

"So shameless..." Suizi muttered under her breath. This old lady truly had no shame.

To think she wanted her own mother to raise someone else’s child. Wasn’t that a case of trying to take over someone else’s nest?

Expecting her father and mother to spend money and effort to raise someone else’s child, and then when that kid grew up, come to snatch away Fan Huang’s biological child’s property. All the benefits went to the Meis, and to add insult to injury, they wanted her mother to thank them for it?

Chen Lijun looked at Suizi, her ears were perked up; she had heard everything and was extremely satisfied. She was indeed her own maiden, her little padded jacket of comfort.

"Just say what you want to do," Chen Lijun told Fan’s mother.

"Our Mei Family is even willing to give you a child. In return, you should also show sincerity and friendliness to my maiden family. Let Yu Jingting immediately take over the Mei Family’s dry ice rink. Let him handle all the problems. If he can make the Fan Family’s rink profitable, he can do the same for the Mei Family."

"Uh, cleaning up that mess, greasing palms here and there, that will cost quite a bit of money, right?" Suizi interjected.

Fan’s mother looked at her arrogantly, lifting her noble head high and said, "The money for that will naturally be paid by you and Yu Jingting."

"Why?" Did she and her husband look like easy marks?

"Because your mother owes our family!" Fan’s mother declared boldly and with conviction.

Fan Huang’s gaze became even colder, but his lips still held a smile. However, that smile, to Suizi, now seemed laced with a hint of murder.

And actually, if this old man got tough, he could be quite imposing—Suizi couldn’t help but imagine that her husband, when he reached her dad’s age, would have an aura that definitely wouldn’t lose to her father. No, he would surely be even more formidable, a handsome, mature man.

"Apart from taking over the dry ice rink, do you have any other demands?" inquired Chen Lijun curiously, wanting to see just how shameless her mother-in-law could be.

"My second brother’s daughter-in-law got fired from her job, but Fan Huang immediately pulled some strings to get her reinstated,"

"Isn’t my elder brother’s son just drank a bit and beat someone up? It’s not like he killed anyone. Was it necessary to lock him up? Who knows which bastard reported him."

"...how can you say it was a bastard?" Suizi thought to herself that it was clearly the dashing and handsome guy—the one and only Yu Jingting.

Yu Jingting, with the little notebook his father-in-law had given him, went on a spree of retribution, reporting whoever could be reported, sending anonymous letters wherever he could.

"He’s already been thrown into jail; what do you expect Old Fan to do? He’s not in charge of that department."

"Isn’t it just a matter of saying a word to coordinate between departments? If all else fails, just find someone to take my nephew’s place in jail. He’s about to retire, how will he live if he goes in? I think Yu Jingting is quite suitable."

"You want my husband... to serve jail time for someone else?!" Suizi’s mouth fell open in shock.

"Talking nonsense before it’s even dark?" Yu Shuisheng scoffed with a sneer.

He had only wanted to quietly watch the monkey show, after all, his daughter-in-law’s acting skills were so fake yet amusing—more entertaining than sketch comedy.

But when the spectacle landed on his own son, as a father, he couldn’t just stand by and say nothing.

"My son is, after all, a graduate from a prestigious university. He has his whole life ahead of him. How much hate do you have for him that you want him to serve jail time for your nephew?" If it weren’t for saving face in front of his relatives, Yu Shuisheng would have kicked the Fan mother flying.

"So what if he graduated from a university? Isn’t he still an unemployed self-employed person, an idle vagrant? My nephew has a formal job. If something happens to it, what about his retirement? Anyway, your son is just an idle vagrant; it doesn’t affect him. It’s just a matter of spending half a year in jail. He’s young and strong. Can’t he endure that little hardship?"

"Then you should be the one to deal with this. You’re older, and you won’t feel the pinch from jail time. Seeing as you can say such a thing means you have no shame, so surely you won’t mind going to jail, right?" Yu Shuisheng countered to the Fan mother. This was only because Fan Huang was standing there; otherwise, curses would have been flying.

Fan Huang turned around and with full contrition said to Yu Shuisheng, "She’s a bit senile. I apologize for making you witness this."

"Hey, it’s fine. Brother, you really are pitiable. Let’s drink a couple of cups together tonight," Yu Shuisheng said, patting Fan Huang sympathetically.

How did such an impressive big brother end up with a mother whose brain was malfunctioning?

"What are you talking about?! How am I senile?" the Fan mother blurted out, ignoring Fan Huang’s increasingly ugly expression and boldly listing out her demands, finger by finger.

"You managed to get the special permit for the Boss’s granddaughter-in-law, and when her niece was caught fudging the accounts, you also quickly found someone to smooth things over..."

With each item the Fan mother listed, Fan Huang’s face became a shade darker.

As the instigator, Suizi stood to the side, her heart metaphorically lighting a candle for the old lady.

Lijun listened unperturbed as her mother-in-law casually listed these outrageous demands, even feeling like praising her good daughter and son-in-law.

Lijun had been comfortably nurturing her pregnancy, contentedly playing the role of an aged princess doted on by the whole family. Suizi kept all this unpleasant business from her.

But when Lijun heard of the miserable state of her maiden family from the mother-in-law, her heart felt as delighted as if she had eaten ten boxes of pure cream ice cream.

She loved her son-in-law’s style—harsh and relentless, a wave of indiscriminate retaliation and retribution that matched just perfectly with Lijun’s dark tastes.

Lijun decided that when Jingting returned that evening, she would substitute milk for wine and drink a toast with her admirable son-in-law.