Do You Really Like Zhong Pei That Much?

Zhong Pei almost thought he had heard wrong.

Not good enough?

Curling his lips, he said, "This is ridiculous..."

"What?"

This time, even Zhong Yao couldn't stand it. "Zhong Pei, is that how you talk to your mother?"

"Dad."

Zhong Pei frowned, his handsome face filled with incredulity.

"What era are we living in? To still hear the words 'not good enough,' isn't that absurd?"

"You..."

Liao Qingru was momentarily speechless.

She exchanged a glance with her husband.

"Zhong Pei."

Seeing her son's displeasure, Liao Qingru softened her tone, "You grew up abroad, received Western education, but this is Jiangcheng!"

"Mom."

Little did she know, Zhong Pei was unmoved.

"This has nothing to do with the education I received, and there's no fundamental difference between Eastern and Western education."

He wasn't unprepared.

He had long considered the possibility of his parents opposing.

Thus, Zhong Pei spoke clearly and slowly.

"Xiangsi has been divorced, so what? Not to mention the West, let's talk about ancient times—Emperor Wu of Han's mother, who also married someone else and had a daughter with her first husband. Didn't she still marry the emperor and become the empress? Dad, Mom, are we not even as open-minded as the ancients?"

"!!"

After his words, Liao Qingru and Zhong Yao were stunned into silence.

At the party, they had heard rumors about their son being entangled with Fu Hanjiang's ex-wife.

They hadn't expected it to be true!

Even more, they hadn't expected their son to say such things for her!

For a moment, the couple found themselves unable to refute.

Facing his silent parents, Zhong Pei said nothing more; they needed time to accept it.

Zhong Pei reached out and took the bracelet box from the table.

"Dad, Mom, it's late."

He stood up, "I'm going to my room. You should rest early too. Good night."

"Oh dear!"

As soon as their son left, Liao Qingru closed her eyes and raised a hand to her forehead.

"Dear, what's wrong?"

"Headache!" Liao Qingru clutched her head, shaking it, "What are we going to do? No, I do not agree with them being together! Absolutely not!"

...

Monday.

Before six, Fu Hanjiang was already waiting at the dance troupe's entrance.

After the successful performance of "Qinghuan Du," Sheng Xiangsi gained some fame in the circle, even Fu Mingzhu had heard about it.

The old lady was thrilled, "Xiangsi is making great strides quietly!"

Thinking that Sheng Xiangsi hadn't come over for dinner for a while, she instructed Fu Hanjiang to bring her back.

She was busy over the weekend, so it was set for Monday.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Fu Hanjiang looked up and saw Sheng Xiangsi coming out with her bag.

He immediately opened the car door and got out, but before he could take a few steps, someone approached her.

It was Liao Qingru.

Liao Qingru stopped in front of Sheng Xiangsi and took off her sunglasses, "Hello, are you Sheng Xiangsi?"

"...Yes." Sheng Xiangsi nodded in surprise, "Hello, may I ask who you are?"

Liao Qingru glanced around, "This place isn't convenient for talking. Can we find somewhere to sit down and chat?"

"This..." Sheng Xiangsi hesitated.

She didn't even know who the other person was.

Liao Qingru's smile faded a bit, and she deliberately lowered her voice, "I'm Zhong Pei's mother."

"?" Sheng Xiangsi tensed up, immediately feeling the pressure from the other side.

She had an idea of why she was here.

"Mrs. Zhong, hello."

"No need for pleasantries." Liao Qingru raised an eyebrow, "Now can we sit down and talk?"

"I..."

Sheng Xiangsi hesitated, looking at Fu Hanjiang who was walking toward her.

Before she could speak, Liao Qingru also saw him, and her forced smile completely disappeared.

She no longer had the mood to sit down and have a proper talk.

"Sheng Xiangsi, you still have contact with your ex-husband? I really don't understand you, how can you be so shameless?"

She stared at Xiangsi, sizing her up.

"Besides this face, what else do you have that's good enough for Zhong Pei? How dare you cling to him?"

Fu Hanjiang arrived just in time to hear this.

His face turned dark.

He was never known for his patience, and immediately stepped in front of Liao Qingru, shielding Sheng Xiangsi behind him.

"Mrs. Zhong, please watch your language! What do you mean by Xiangsi clinging to your son? It's your son who is persistently pursuing our Xiangsi, okay? The adopted daughter of the Fu family wouldn't lower herself to cling to anyone!"

Our Xiangsi??

Liao Qingru was stunned, her chest tightening with anger.

She looked at Sheng Xiangsi, then at Fu Hanjiang, "Fine, fine, you two... are really something!"

"Mrs. Zhong!"

Seeing this, Sheng Xiangsi tried to say something, "Please calm down, what he said—"

"Say no more!"

Liao Qingru wouldn't listen, shaking her head, "I see we don't need to talk. I came here with one purpose—you and Zhong Pei are not compatible, so please stop clinging to him!"

"What clinging?"

Fu Hanjiang's fists clenched tightly.

But Liao Qingru had already put on her sunglasses and turned to leave.

Fu Hanjiang's chest heaved with anger, and he glared at Sheng Xiangsi, "Where's Zhong Pei? How could he let his mother bully you like this?"

Sheng Xiangsi lowered her head, saying nothing.

"Call him!" Fu Hanjiang pointed at her, "Call him! We can't let this slide!"

However, Sheng Xiangsi still didn't speak or move.

"Didn't you hear me?"

Suddenly, Sheng Xiangsi looked up, meeting his angry face.

Fu Hanjiang was startled, seeing how pale she was... Was she very upset?

She must be.

She liked Zhong Pei so much, yet she was despised by his mother like this.

"You..."

When Fu Hanjiang spoke, his chest felt tight and sour, "Are you alright? Are you okay?"

He couldn't understand why, but even though Sheng Xiangsi was the one who should be upset, he felt uncomfortable too.

"I'm fine."

Sheng Xiangsi shook her head, "Let's go, Grandma is waiting for us for dinner. Don't keep her waiting."

With that, she walked ahead.

Getting into the car, on the way, Fu Hanjiang didn't dare to look at her directly, only stealing glances at her through the rearview mirror.

Although Xiangsi had been quiet since her return, today, she was exceptionally silent.

Was she really that upset?

Did she like Zhong Pei that much?

His breath caught, and Fu Hanjiang gripped the steering wheel tightly.

The car drove into the Fu residence, stopping in front of the main building.

Sheng Xiangsi got out of the car and walked ahead.

Watching her back, Fu Hanjiang hesitated for a moment, then picked up his phone and dialed Zhong Pei's number.

...

At the dinner table.

Fu Mingzhu sat at the head, with Fu Hanchuan and Fu Hanjiang on one side, and Sheng Xiangsi on the other.

Yao Leyi had work tonight and wasn't there.

Fu Mingzhu kept putting food on Sheng Xiangsi's plate, "Eat more. How come you've lost weight again after just a few days?"

"Grandma."

Sheng Xiangsi smiled, "It's for my work. I can't gain weight. If I do, I won't be able to dance."

"Right, right!" Fu Mingzhu nodded repeatedly, smiling, "Our Xiangsi is a star now! Haha..."

At the entrance, the doorbell rang urgently.

"Coming, coming!" The maid hurried to answer the door.

"Young Master Zhong?"

"Xiangsi!"