I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 814 Cleaning House

Chapter 814: Chapter 814 Cleaning House

Treating Fan Huang’s mother, Yu Jingting believed he had already been exceptionally merciful, a courtesy unprecedented in history.

But the person in question, Fan Huang’s mother, did not think so.

"Can you be any more disrespectful?! Is this how Chen Lijun raised you?"

"Even more disrespectful?" Yu Jingting blinked.

Suizi held her forehead; this old lady really didn’t know how to argue, always charging headlong into the line of fire.

Yu Jingting slowed down the car, letting the people brought by Fan Huang’s mother overtake him. Once their vehicle turned the corner and was out of sight, he leisurely turned off the engine and parked.

"I can indeed be even less respectful. Get out of the car."

"???"

"I said get out of the car! As a person who does not understand respect, I have no obligation to take you back. Go find a trishaw by yourself."

Suizi was even more considerate, getting out of the passenger seat to help Fan Huang’s mother open the car door.

"If I were you, I’d take a trishaw straight to the train station after getting out of the car, get as far away as possible, lest your own family find you and flay you alive—hey, what was that pregnant woman you tricked into something, and that unlucky girl from last time who lost her virtue because of you... what’s her name, something Mei? Wouldn’t these two families hire someone to beat you up?"

Fan Huang’s mother seemed to target Chen Lijun at every turn, but in reality, she had not caused any harm to Chen Lijun and had only managed to offend her own relatives thoroughly.

The case of drugging her own kin to lose their virtue had not yet been dealt with, and now a child was on the way. Surely after the child was born, the family would come looking for her to cause trouble.

Fan Huang’s mother was still furious, but Suizi had already started dragging her to "invite" her out of the car.

As the car drove off, Fan Huang’s mother cursed and swore.

She had cursed a few times when she suddenly remembered something—

"Where is there a trishaw around here?! Yu Jingting, you unprincipled jerk, come back!"

Her own car had driven off, and Yu Jingting had left her here; this place was unlikely to have any trishaws passing by.

Was she supposed to walk back?

Fan Huang’s mother let out a heart-wrenching scream, experiencing a humiliation she had never felt in her entire life.

"Hahaha!" Suizi was especially happy on the way back, thinking about Fan Huang’s mother’s frustrated expression, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

"This happy?"

"Mhm!" Suizi nodded vigorously, feeling immensely relieved and utterly refreshed to have let out that pent-up anger.

"After such a long build-up, she finally got a taste of her own medicine."

Ever since her mother remarried, the open and covert struggles between Suizi and the old lady had never ceased. This time she had completely kicked Fan Huang’s mother out of sight, oh what a relief it was.

"Dad already gave her a last chance, but she didn’t grasp it, ending up like this is entirely her own fault. However, this incident has indeed served as a wake-up call for me."

"Hm?"

"The matter with Chen Tong, I need to deal with it myself, you don’t have to help me anymore."

"Oh?" Yu Jingting was a bit surprised.

Seeing a good show had actually proven his little wife’s combat effectiveness?

"You don’t find him repulsive anymore?"

"It would be false to say it doesn’t bother me, but this matter must be resolved by me personally. Jingting, I’m very happy that you’re always ready to consider things from my perspective, and if it were anything else, it would be fine to rely on you. But for this matter, I must clean house on my own."

Suizi also drew inspiration from how Fan Huang dealt with his own mother.

While it seemed that Yu Jingting was the one handling Fan Huang’s mother’s matter, it could not have been done without Fan Huang’s support.

Fan Huang did not shy away from dealing with the blunders of his relatives and tackled the problem with decisiveness.

In a flash, Suizi got her father’s point.

Such matters must be handled personally, without leaving any chance for future regrets.

"He’s not even considered part of our family, it’s not about cleaning house but rather, carrying out justice. If you want to handle this, I’ll leave it to you."

Suizi was very satisfied.

He had never treated her as an object or an accessory; although he often spoke inappropriately, when it came to serious matters, he recognized her as an equal partner and acknowledged her abilities.

For this reason alone, she was extremely content with her marriage, finding a love that was equally matched in strength.

"What’s with that look? If you’re going to spout cheesy lines, just save it—otherwise, shall we go back to the grove for a bit? Show me your sincerity with some real action."

"...Pah!"

Suizi righteously refused him.

Going into a grove to get eaten by mosquitoes, could she do such a thing?

A smart woman would never repeat the mistake of getting covered in mosquito bites, so she led Yu Jingting to the ballroom.

On one side of the door was lively music and dance, on the other, endless enchantment.

The creaking of the fan masked their voices, and beads of sweat that followed the lines of their muscles disappeared on the floor.

"I want a chilled soda...."

After a while, Suizi nudged the man on top of her.

The man dallied a bit more before he, begrudgingly and grinding his teeth, pulled up his pants.

"I’m coming back tomorrow!"

Suizi rolled her eyes. Ha, as if she would come back—her waist hurt from being rubbed against the table, and she’d have to apply a plaster when she got home.

Exhausted from the activity, Suizi’s stomach rumbled. Yu Jingting hadn’t returned yet; he was probably caught up in something.

She rummaged through the drawers, which should have contained the biscuits and snacks she had placed there in advance.

When she opened the drawer, it was empty.

Suizi was utterly baffled.

"What are you looking for?" Yu Jingting returned with a plate of food, tucking beer and sodas under his arm.

"The biscuits and the candied fruit, did you eat them?" Suizi asked.

"Nope, was it Yang Lao Er?"

Now, Yang Lao Er was the one helping him manage the place.

Suizi thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"He wouldn’t go through your stuff without your permission."

Yu Jingting’s confidants were all brought from his hometown, and after so many years, Suizi knew their temperaments well; none of them would overstep like that.

"Who took the added-ingredient squid last time? We still haven’t figured it out. Could it be the same person?"

"Let’s put more snacks in here; maybe they’ll come back for them."

While they were talking, they heard footsteps outside. Suizi, worried that the blush on her face hadn’t faded and afraid of being found out, quickly pulled open the door linking the two offices, intending to hide.

Yu Jingting followed her, and Suizi silently mouthed to him, What are you doing here?

He pressed Suizi against the door, whispered shamelessly close to her lips, "I have thin skin, too."

"???"

In fact, he just found Suizi’s reactions amusing and came closer to take advantage.

He pinned her against the door, and was about to steal a kiss when they heard the door opening from next door followed by footsteps.

Suizi pushed away Yu Jingting’s restless head and put her finger to her lips in a shushing gesture.

Yu Jingting also noticed something was amiss and narrowed his eyes.

His people knew he was over here with his wife to... inspect the work. They wouldn’t enter his office without knocking or greeting.

"Heh, the bastard sure knows how to enjoy himself, buying so much food."

The voice from next door made Suizi’s eyes widen—could it be—?

The voice was thick with an accent, and not unfamiliar to her. Wasn’t that—Shen Jun?

Suizi gave Yu Jingting a look, and without any hesitation, he leaned in and planted a kiss, oh dear, he didn’t control himself; how could he when her pondering look was so cute?

As Suizi glared at him, Yu Jingting just pursed his lips and nudged his chin toward the outside—how should they deal with that shameless thief stealing their stuff?