Chapter 612: Shock them to death (1/2)

Evening.

Dong Xuebing’s apartment.

Dong Xuebing cursed and swore for almost ten minutes without stopping in the living room.

“What sort of characters do they have?!”

“How dare they say such things behind your back?! I dare Yang Zhaojuan to say it in front of me!”

“I will beat her to death! Does she think she is superior?”

“What’s wrong with being a villager? Are you saying that your family’s previous few generations are not from a village?!”

“You dare to look down on my mother because she is from a village?! Your whole F*cking family are villagers!”

Luan Xiaoping stopped crying when she saw her son cursing and swearing. She even burst out laughing. She pulled her son to the sofa and patted his hand.

Dong Xuebing is still angry. “Why are you smiling?”

Luan Xiaoping smiled. “I am smiling because I have a good son.”

“Of course. I am the best.” Dong Xuebing took a sip of water. “I think you should break off with Old Yang. Mum, I am not angry with Uncle Yang. He had helped me a lot, and I know he is a good man. He treats you well, and I like him too. But this is making me mad. His family is looking down on us, and why should we try to please them? Who do they think they are?”

“Are you done?” Luan Xiaoping gave Dong Xuebing a stare.

Dong Xuebing replied. “Not yet. Let me scold them for a while more.”

“That’s enough. Which family doesn’t gossip about others? Just let them be.”

“This is not you, Mum. You were crying a while ago.” Dong Xuebing looks at his mother. “Why are you so calm now?”

Luan Xiaoping laughed and stroked Dong Xuebing’s hand. “I am happy to see you so getting agitated because of me. I am not angry anymore. Zhaojuan talks like this, but she is a good person.”

“Good person, my ass!” Dong Xuebing scolded.

“Xiao Bing, don’t say that.”

“Mum, tell me the truth. Are you going to get married to Old Yang regardless of anything?”

Luan Xiaoping is slightly embarrassed. “You…. If you don’t want me to re-marry, I will not re-marry.”

Dong Xuebing smacked his lips. “Don’t push it to me. I am asking you this. Are you sure about this?”

Luan Xiaoping thought for a while and nodded. “Old Yang treats me well.”

Dong Xuebing understood. His mother cannot be separated from Old Yang. He took out a cigarette and took a few puffs. “Alright… since you have decided, I will listen to you.” He continues after a short pause. “But this is not over yet. I cannot pretend I have not overheard what Yang Zhaojuan said. Who says my mother doesn’t have the makings of beauty just because she is from a village?!”

Luan Xiaoping pulled her son. “What are you going to do?”

“Mum, we cannot take this like it is. Since you decided to be with Old Yang, we must gain his family’s respect. If not, you will be bullied by them in the future. You will be the Eldest Sister-in-law to Yang Zhaojuan, and you got to establish your authority. What are you going to do if she tries to sow discord between you and her mother? Old Yang will side with his mother.”

Luan Xiaoping is amused. “Old Yang is coming tomorrow. Don’t make things difficult for them.”

“I am going to prove them wrong.” Dong Xuebing replied angrily. “They dare to talk behind your back, and I am not allowed to get back at them?! Leave this to me. We are different now. They dare to look down on us because we have no car, no properties, and you have average looks?! Go to hell! I will let them know they are the ones who are not good enough for you!” He pulled Luan Xiaoping up. “It’s just pretending. Who doesn’t know how to do that? Let’s go.”

Luan Xiaoping did not move. “Where are we going?”

“Just follow me.”

“It’s late now.”

“Just listen to me.” Dong Xuebing dragged his mother out.

Luan Xiaoping smiled helplessly and followed him. “Haha… I wonder who you get this foul temper from.”

“It’s definitely from you.”

“I don’t have such a foul temper.”

“You are too good to others, and that’s why Yang Zhaojuan dares to look down on us. We are going to show them!” Dong Xuebing closed the door and walked down with his mother. “She is going to recommend her friend, who drives a BMW and owns a mansion in Hebei Province, to Uncle Yang. Is she kidding? I think she has never met anyone rich before.”

Luan Xiaoping smiled and patted Dong Xuebing’s back. “Alright.”

Dong Xuebing doesn’t have any cars now. He had lent his Cayenne to Zhou Yanru, and Qu Yunxuan had driven the Mercedes back. They can only hail a taxi by the roadside.

A taxi stopped in front of them.

Dong Xuebing opened the door for his mother and sat in the front passenger seat.

Luan Xiaoping asked. “Son, where are you bringing me to?”

“Wang Fu Jin. I am going to buy some clothing for you.”