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The Blue Ocean Group is primarily engaged in pharmaceutical processing and chain store sales, so the medicinal resources within the Lan Family are more detailed and abundant compared to an average family's. As a result, Lan Xue needed to spend a considerable amount of time finding a suitable Medicinal Wine.
We all know that a Medicinal Wine with good efficacy must contain many types of medicinal materials, which naturally gives it a very unique color. For instance, the bottle of Medicinal Wine that Lan Xue accidentally spilled on Jiang Yu's bedsheets appeared waxy yellow.
It looked particularly conspicuous and would surely be difficult to wash out.
"Hey! You little brat, look what you've done to my bedsheets! Do you know I specially had someone bring this back from Hong Kong?" Jiang Yu rushed over, grabbed the bedsheet, and immediately pointed her finger at Lan Xue in accusation.
Wei Yuan had never had a good impression of Jiang Yu; her ostentatious demeanor was unbearable. Just from her attitude towards the elderly, one could see her character!
So when Lan Xue accidentally spilled the Medicinal Wine on her bedsheets, Wei Yuan almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Do you think just because that old man and this wild girl are protecting you, I won't dare to hit you?" Jiang Yu scolded Lan Xue.
Her shouting was akin to a shrew cursing in the streets, immediately attracting the attention of the Blue Old Man and the butler Uncle Fang in the living room. The two hurried over.
Seeing the old man who supported her approaching, Jiang Yu hesitated to actually confront Lan Xue. If she did so and provoked the old man's anger, she truly didn't know what he might do.
After all, in her eyes, although the old man had become somewhat eccentric, his protective instinct for his granddaughter had not diminished at all. If anyone dared to lay a hand on Lan Xue in front of him, that person's hand would likely be broken!
"Old man, what are you doing? Why are you letting this wild girl sleep on my bed? What do you mean by that?"
In the past, Jiang Yu would never have dared to speak to the old man in such a tone. However, over the past two or three years, she had come to believe that his mental state was deteriorating further, which led her to become increasingly unrestrained in her speech!
Although she certainly didn't have the guts to act against him directly, it was clear that she felt justified now, so she wasn't going to hold back verbally.
"Madam, this young man is injured and is just resting here for a while!" Uncle Fang interjected quickly.
"Did I ask you? Mind your own business!"
Jiang Yu said arrogantly, "Old man, you!"
The Blue Old Man answered her very briefly, "I’m injured and have no place to rest!"
"Aunt Er, Wei Yuan got hurt while saving me," Lan Xue stepped forward and said.
Jiang Yu looked at the two with a knowing expression and retorted, "Since he got hurt for you, let him sleep in your bed. What does it mean for him to come to my bed?"
"Grandpa, a girl's room shouldn't be casually entered by a man!" Lan Xue countered in response to the old man's words.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow and scolded, "Old man, are you getting senile? Just let him sleep in your room then."
"Rascal!"
The old man maintained his tone but slightly changed the content of his words: "You want a sick person to stay in an old man's room? Are you wishing for my early demise?"
Wei Yuan vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a belief that sick people shouldn't stay in the rooms of elderly people to avoid affecting their health!
Of course, this was from a superstitious perspective, and only those with old beliefs would adhere to it. However, it was reasonable for the old man to use it as a rebuttal against Jiang Yu!
Jiang Yu was left speechless by the old man's retort but still insisted, "Isn't there a guest room in the house?"
This reason, Jiang Yu believed they couldn't refute.
Upon hearing her words, the Blue Old Man appeared enlightened and said, "You’re right!"
"Then why not let him go to the guest room?" Jiang Yu seized the opportunity to scold.
"I didn't think of that at first; who told me I'm getting senile!" The old man chuckled foolishly.
This remark about being senile also came from Jiang Yu, so she realized that speaking too much could lead to mistakes. At this moment, being rebutted by the old man left Jiang Yu feeling like she had a lump in her throat, unable to come up with any further arguments.
At this moment, seeing the old man with a silly grin on his face, Jiang Yu felt it was a mockery directed at her, and a surge of shame and anger welled up inside her, leaving her speechless.
As the saying goes, "All that glitters is not gold." Some people, even if they adorn themselves with phoenix feathers, cannot hide their true nature. With nowhere to vent her frustration, Jiang Yu's temper flared like a shrew from ten dynasties. She shouted at the butler, Uncle Fang, "Get someone to change the sheets for me, including the mattress! Replace everything this wild child has touched!"
"Throw everything away?" Uncle Fang asked cautiously.
He knew that while this seemed like a set of bedding, it was quite expensive. Wasn't it a waste to just throw it all away?
"Have you been kicked by a donkey? Can't you understand what I'm saying? Throw everything away, not a single piece left!" Jiang Yu continued to yell, her volume rising once again.
Wei Yuan, although still unclear about Uncle Fang's background, couldn't believe how this shrew could speak so harshly to a man nearing sixty.
It was like the words of Lu Feng from Gu Long's writings: sometimes wanting to be an emperor but fearing loneliness; sometimes wanting to be a prime minister but fearing too many responsibilities; sometimes wanting to get rich but fearing theft; sometimes wanting to marry but fearing nagging; sometimes wanting to eat roast meat but fearing washing the pot...
At this moment, what Wei Yuan wanted most was to jump up from the bed and slap Jiang Yu across the face a few times, but he was afraid of getting into trouble!
Thus, people are often contradictory. The old fool Blue Ocean helped Wei Yuan realize this thought. Just as Jiang Yu turned around in anger and prepared to leave, the old man suddenly rolled up Wei Yuan's pant leg and swiftly yanked out a few leg hairs!
In that instant, Wei Yuan reflexively cried out in pain. The old man quickly glanced at Jiang Yu and then exchanged looks with Wei Yuan. In about a second, Wei Yuan received all of his information!
If there had been a camera nearby, and if it had been held by Wong Kar-wai, then at precisely 1:30:07 PM that moment would have been captured as an educational piece for future generations!
Of course, it would be an educational piece for actors. In that second, the old man and the young man exchanged countless glances that were more frequent than computer viruses—absolutely essential classic teaching for every actor learning inner emotions and exuding charm through their eyes!
"My dear grandson-in-law, what do you want to do?" Seeing Wei Yuan jump up in pain, the old man suddenly pressed down on him and shouted.
Jiang Yu turned around just in time to see Wei Yuan rise from the bed, his eyes blazing with anger as he looked at her. That gaze made her heart tremble!
"She's not the one who hit you; you've got the wrong person!" the old man reminded him again.
At this moment, Lan Xue also joined the battlefield, quickly finding her role. She hugged Wei Yuan's waist and shouted, "Wei Yuan, wake up and see clearly, this is my Aunt Er, you've mistaken her for someone else!"
However, none of this could stop Wei Yuan's seemingly frenzied actions. Hitting a woman didn't seem like a reliable thing to do, so Wei Yuan had no intention of doing that.
But at this moment, he snatched the bottle of Medicinal Wine from Lan Xue's hand and rushed towards the woman who seemed to be ambushing him, pouring the entire bottle of Medicinal Wine over her head. The waxy yellow Medicinal Wine emitted a pungent smell in the air and completely soaked Jiang Yu's fur coat, which she claimed was a global limited edition.
Before Jiang Yu could react, Lan Xue had already rushed forward and tightly hugged Wei Yuan, shouting, "Wake up! She's not the one who hit you; don't strike again!"
Lan Xue was fully invested, her voice hoarse from the desperate shout, reminiscent of the helpless echoes in Chow Yun-fat's movie "The Story of Ah Long."
Wei Yuan didn't expect Lan Xue's performance to be so powerful; it was truly professional!
Everyone is an actor in their own life!
Where did that line come from?
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