Seeing that Chen Yang remained silent for a moment, Third Aunt assumed she was feeling guilty. Taking a mile after being given an inch, she pressed on: “This time, A-Yong was just momentarily confused. If every branch of the family chips in a little to settle this, won’t the problem just go away?”
“Exactly. Who hasn’t been young once?” Third Uncle chimed in. “He’s only twenty-three; what does he know?”
“Heh, twenty-three…” Chen Yang let out a cold laugh. “When you were all tricking Wanwan into getting married, who among you considered that she was only eighteen? You all said she was grown up and should share the family’s burdens. How is it that when it’s your own son, twenty-three is considered too young? Does he plan on being a giant infant his whole life?”
“This…” Third Aunt shot a look at Third Uncle, wondering what other rotten idea he had in mind.
Third Uncle took out a cigarette, tapped it twice on the table, and leisurely lit it. After taking a puff, he said, “You’re twenty-eight this year. Previously, Lili was still small and you had to care for him, so not marrying was understandable. But you can’t just keep dragging it out and never marry, can you?”
Chen Yang: “…”
How did the topic suddenly shift to this?
“Your parents have mentioned it to me several times. They say you can’t keep going on like this. Even if you don’t want a husband, Lili still needs a father, doesn’t he?” Third Uncle adopted the air of an elder, speaking to Chen Yang with forced earnestness.
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Before she had Lili, Chen Yang had already thought through the implications. If she married again, the complications would be endless. Having another child with a husband would be unavoidable, and she didn’t believe a strange man would ever truly care for someone else’s child as if it were his own.
A toy car came rolling across the floor. A small, chubby hand pushed through the crowd, and a little boy emerged.
He was wearing a casual suit vest with a tiny necktie fastened properly and white socks pulled up to his ankles. Stepping in his shiny leather shoes, he scurried into the center of the crowd under everyone’s gaze to pick up his toy car.
Chen Yang used her foot to stop the car’s progress. Lili immediately hugged his mother’s leg, tilted up his round, dough-like face, and said in a milky voice, “Thank you, Mommy.”
His lashes were thick and curled, and his eyes sparkled like dark grapes.
“Be good, go play over there,” Chen Yang said, patting her son’s head and signaling for him not to disturb the adults’ meeting.
Lili nodded obediently. A nanny immediately stepped forward to lead him away, and Lili went elsewhere, clutching his beloved car.
“You, at the end of the day, are still just a woman,” Third Uncle advised. “Just like your younger sister, you should have married long ago. Look at my daughters—haven’t they all married and moved out?”
The implication was clear: how could someone of her age still stay in the Chen household and try to manage their affairs? In their eyes, as women, they weren’t truly part of the Chen family once they reached a certain age.
“Oh,” Chen Yang sneered upon hearing this. “Third Uncle, you’re in such a hurry to kick me out of the Chen family—do you have some ulterior motive?”
“I only hope you find a good home. Look at your sister; she married A-Chen and now lives a life of luxury with endless blessings,” Third Uncle replied.
As for what the motive was, everyone present likely knew it deep down. If Chen Yang left just like Chen Luoru had, and since Chen Guanglong and his wife had no sons, the family business would fall into their hands.
According to the Chen family’s old traditions, daughters had no inheritance rights. A daughter who married out was even less qualified to divide the family assets.
Unfortunately for them, before this generation, the Chens were just an ordinary family in Guangdong with no assets to speak of. It was Chen Guanglong and his wife who had built the business from scratch. Out of a desire to help the rest of the family prosper, they had brought these relatives along on the road to wealth.
Now that Lingsheng’s market value exceeded a hundred billion, who wouldn’t be envious? They all used the fact that they had sons to try and squeeze out the two sisters, Chen Yang and Chen Luoru. Even if their sons were all incompetent, as long as they had a “family heir,” they felt they contributed more to the Chen family than the sisters did.
Thus, when Third Uncle suggested Chen Yang marry quickly, the other branches of the family raised their hands in agreement. Chen Yang was too independent and decisive in company affairs. As long as she remained in the Chen family, she was a thorn in their side.
They wanted nothing more than for this “ancestor” to leave the family and find someone to marry—preferably as far away as possible, just like Chen Luoru.
“Auntie!” Lili, who had been playing in the corner, suddenly gave a loud shout. He abandoned his toy car and ran toward the front door.
Chen Luoru, who had just entered the house, felt her heart melt as the little bundle of joy threw himself at her.
“Lili, long time no see! You’ve grown so tall? Let Auntie look at you.” Chen Luoru knelt down and reached out to straighten Lili’s little tie.
The Chen family members looked at each other in surprise at Chen Luoru’s sudden appearance. Why was she back too?
“Wanwan, why didn’t you let the family know you were coming back?” Third Aunt said with a face full of smiles, pretending to be welcoming.
“I can come back to my own home whenever I want,” Chen Luoru said, re-tying Lili’s bow before taking his hand and walking over. “Aren’t you happy to see me?”
“Happy, very happy!” Someone started the sentiment, and the others followed with forced smiles.
Fortunately, Chen Luoru had returned alone. As long as Meng Jianchen didn’t follow, she wasn’t much of a threat. She was even younger than Chen Yong; what could she possibly know? Having been abroad for so many years, she almost never interfered in family matters. They feared Meng Jianchen far more than they feared her.
“Sister,” Chen Luoru asked, “is the matter resolved?”
“We’re ‘discussing’ it right now,” Chen Yang said, curling her lip. She didn’t bother faking a joyful expression like the other relatives. It wasn’t that she didn’t welcome her sister, but she was too disgusted by what her aunt and uncle had just said to put on an act.
Third Uncle was forced to turn the topic back to Chen Yong. “If each of our families chips in some money, this matter will be settled.”
Chen Luoru peeked through the crowd and asked, “Where is my cousin?”
Chen Yang replied, “Looking for a hole to crawl into and play dead.”
Third Uncle: “…”
Third Aunt hurriedly added, “Your cousin knows he did wrong and is too ashamed to face everyone.”
“Oh, now he knows shame? When he was committing fraud, he seemed to have plenty of face!” Chen Yang mocked. “Regardless, I won’t contribute a single cent. If any of you support that scoundrel, feel free to pay my share for me.”
When it came to money, no one spoke up.
Lingsheng was a massive enterprise. While Chen Guanglong’s immediate family ate the meat, the relatives only got the broth. Several million or ten million was a small sum to Chen Yang, but for them, every penny had to be scrutinized.
In reality, their goal today was to convince Chen Yang to pay Chen Yong’s debt; they didn’t want to spend a single dime of their own.
Seeing that he couldn’t move Chen Yang, Third Uncle changed his tactic. Another one had just arrived, hadn’t she? Chen Luoru was much easier to talk to than Chen Yang. And Chen Luoru was a wealthy woman—fifty million was pocket change to someone like Meng Jianchen.
“Wanwan, look at this business with your cousin…” Third Uncle sighed theatrically. “If we don’t help him fill this fifty-million-dollar hole, he might go to prison for at least ten years.”
Chen Luoru nodded. “That is quite tragic.”
“Exactly. You grew up together as siblings; when it’s time to give a hand, you should. Your cousin wasn’t bad to you, right?” Third Uncle said.
Chen Luoru: “…”
He wasn’t “bad,” but he certainly wasn’t good either. She had no real emotional bond with her cousin. Besides, what did him going to jail have to do with her?
“You’ve married A-Chen now and made something of yourself. You aren’t short of this bit of money, so maybe you could…” Third Uncle trailed off.
“Is Third Uncle asking to borrow money from me?” Chen Luoru blinked and asked bluntly.
“How can family call it ‘borrowing’?” Third Aunt chimed in quickly. “It’s just a small favor.”
“Oh…” Chen Luoru said thoughtfully. So, it was “borrowing” with no intention of paying it back.
Fearing Chen Luoru might be foolishly tricked, Chen Yang said sarcastically, “Just a moment ago, you said married daughters aren’t part of the Chen family. Now that you want to borrow money, we’re ‘family’ again.”
Chen Luoru added, “How am I not a Chen? My surname is Chen, not Meng.”
Third Aunt: “…”
Seeing that neither of them intended to pay, Third Uncle angrily stubbed out his cigarette. He decided to play dirty. “Don’t play dumb, you two. Your parents have no son. In the future, there will be no place for you in the Chen family.”
Third Aunt added, “Our A-Yong is of the Chen bloodline. There is no reason to let him go to prison!”
Chen Luoru tugged at Chen Yang’s hand. “Sister, are we being kicked out? But I remember this being our house.”
How shameless were these relatives, threatening to kick the sisters out of their own home? If she remembered correctly, it was Chen Yong who had caused the mess—and he had even scammed Chen Luoru’s husband’s family. Now they were asking Chen Luoru to borrow money from Meng Jianchen to settle it? It was a colossal joke.
The only reason Meng Jianchen wasn’t prosecuting Chen Yong for forging the Jinghong corporate seal was out of respect for Chen Luoru. Otherwise, given his usual style, he would never have let Chen Yong off.
Furthermore, look at their logic: the shares of Lingsheng were in Chen Guanglong and his wife’s hands. Why would they give them to a spendthrift nephew instead of their own daughters? If that happened, Lingsheng would be ruined within ten years.
“But my husband doesn’t give me money,” Chen Luoru said pitifully. “How about this: you tell my parents to give me some of the Lingsheng shares. Not a lot, just twenty or thirty percent. Then I’ll have the money to lend to you.”
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