Volume One, Chapter 18: The Jade Pellet!

Yang Huiru slammed the table, furious. "Ye Yun, are you deaf? I told you to leave so that Young Master Fang could sit here."

Ye Yun remained unmoved. "Auntie, don’t yell at me."

"The saying goes, a guest should show respect when visiting, but you’re barking orders at me like a servant. Doesn’t that seem a bit improper for a family of our standing?"

Yang Huiru sneered coldly. "No wonder you come from a lackey’s background—shameless and brazen."

"If you won’t leave, then I insist you get out."

"If you’re unhappy, just leave my house immediately."

Ye Yun shrugged. "Fine, I’ll go."

"Dear, let’s not eat here anymore."

"Come on, I’ll take you out for a feast."

Susan smiled. "Alright, let’s go have a feast."

She was happy to play along with Ye Yun’s act. She had no intention of dealing with the Fang family.

Yang Huiru suddenly grew anxious. "Shan Shan, you—"

At that moment, Su Wen, the head of the household, spoke up.

"Wherever you sit is all the same. Let’s just leave it at that."

"Young Master Fang, please have a seat. Let’s eat first before the food gets cold."

Fang Jiahao forced a smile. "Alright, Uncle."

He glanced at Ye Yun, eyes gleaming with hidden menace.

That useless wretch wasn’t killed last time, but he still kept looking for trouble.

At the table, Yang Huiru enthusiastically kept serving Fang Jiahao dishes, fussing over him with concern.

And Su Wen, as the host, mainly exchanged pleasantries with Fang Jiahao.

Ye Yun was pleased to have some peace and quiet, eating heartily.

At the same time, he didn’t forget to serve Susan some food, saying, "Eat more nourishing dishes. You and the baby inside you need it."

Susan flushed deeply and shot him a fierce glare.

Everyone was stunned—how could he bring up such a thing in this setting?

Fang Jiahao forced a laugh, looking even more miserable than if he were about to cry. "Uncle, Auntie, I’ve been thinking over these past few days."

"I truly don’t understand what I did to offend Shan Shan."

"Or perhaps our Fang family’s status isn’t worthy of the Su family."

"So much so that Shan Shan treats me this way."

Yang Huiru cried out, quickly forcing a smile. "Young Master Fang, don’t say that."

"If anything, it’s Shan Shan who’s unworthy of you."

"The Fang family is a top-tier clan in Jiangnan."

Su Wen was silent for a moment, then sighed. "Young Master Fang, we, as a couple, deeply regret that you and Shan Shan couldn’t be together, and we feel sorry."

Fang Jiahao shook his head, serious. "Uncle, Auntie, I won’t give up."

Huh?

Su Wen and Yang Huiru were dumbfounded.

Yang Huiru was overjoyed. "Young Master Fang, if you truly don’t mind..."

"I will make sure Su Shan divorces that little security guard so you two can be together again."

Fang Jiahao smiled. "Auntie, that’s exactly why I came to the Su family."

"I know Shan Shan just lost her way temporarily and was deceived by a shameless person."

"I don’t blame her. Beautiful girls deserve the right to make mistakes."

"Besides, my feelings for her won’t disappear over such a small flaw."

His words were deeply moving and sincere.

Yang Huiru was moved to tears. "Young Master Fang, not only do you come from an unbeatable lineage."

"But you yourself are a one-in-a-million good man."

"Rest assured, I will do everything to see you and Shan Shan united."

Fang Jiahao expressed deep gratitude. "Auntie, thank you for supporting my true feelings."

Ugh!

Suddenly, a loud retch broke the mood.

Yang Huiru glared fiercely.

Fang Jiahao squinted, casting a threatening glance at Ye Yun.

Ye Yun chuckled. "Sorry, I just suddenly felt like vomiting."

"Young Master Fang, Auntie, please continue. Pretend I’m not here."

Yang Huiru’s voice turned cold. "Ye Yun, since you’re here, let me make myself clear—you and Shan Shan must divorce."

Susan immediately objected. "That’s impossible."

Yang Huiru’s voice rose sharply. "Nothing is impossible."

"You are my daughter. I have the right to intervene in your marriage."

"Besides, the matriarch already knows and agrees."

Susan angrily said, "Mom, why did you have to drag Grandma into my private affairs?"

Yang Huiru sneered. "You want to know why?"

"Because your grandmother is just as eager as I am for you to marry Young Master Fang."

"You two live in harmony, and the Su and Fang families can share resources and help each other succeed."

Susan sat there, feeling wronged, speechless.

The Su family matriarch was the highest authority in the Su family and chairman of Su Group.

If she intervened, Susan would find it hard to resist.

Fang Jiahao was secretly pleased and clapped his hands.

Immediately, two bodyguards carried in numerous valuable gifts in large packages.

"Uncle, Auntie, this is a small token of my sincerity. Please accept it."

Su Wen tried to refuse.

Yang Huiru was not polite at all and accepted everything with a beaming face.

"Oh, Young Master Fang, why do you always bring so many things when you come?"

"We’re already one family. You’re too courteous."

Seeing Yang Huiru favoring Fang Jiahao, Susan’s face darkened with displeasure.

"Mom, don’t just pay attention to others’ gifts."

"Ye Yun also brought something for you two."

Yang Huiru scoffed. "Those worthless trinkets he brought? I don’t even need to look. I know they’re worthless."

Susan wasn’t convinced and immediately opened the jade box Ye Yun had brought.

Inside lay two small, black pills, completely unremarkable.

Yang Huiru’s face twisted with disgust. "I told you, garbage."

"Why are you still holding onto that? Such dirty things are not needed in a prestigious family like ours."

Then, shockingly, she slapped the jade box, sending it crashing to the ground.

Fang Jiahao was smug and laughed. "Brother Ye, you’re really uncultured."

"The Su family is a wealthy household."

"But look at what you brought—what nonsense is this? You’ve wasted Auntie and Uncle’s eyes."

Ye Yun replied calmly, "These two pills of mine are worth far more than your flashy but empty gifts."

Fang Jiahao laughed loudly. "Uncle, Auntie, did you hear Brother Ye?"

"Hehe, the gifts I brought aren’t very precious, just some fine jade and foreign specialties."

"Altogether worth about a million yuan. Indeed, not as valuable as those two black pills Brother Ye has."

Though humble in words, it was clearly an arrogant show-off.

Yang Huiru exclaimed happily, "I knew these gifts were valuable!"

"So they’re worth over a million!"

"Young Master Fang, you’re truly generous and polite."

Her gaze darkened suddenly as she looked at Ye Yun.

"Ye Yun, you’re just a lowly security guard. What right do you have to look down on Young Master Fang’s gifts?"

"Those two pieces of dog poop wouldn’t even be eaten by dogs."

Su Wen frowned. "Huiru, watch your words."

He glanced at Ye Yun with some helplessness. "Young man, have you never given gifts before?"

"But it’s alright. Since you’re part of the Su family now, I won’t make a fuss about it."

"Susan will teach you more in the future. You’ll learn slowly."

Ye Yun smiled. "Uncle, you’re right. I don’t usually give gifts."

"Because it’s usually others who give gifts to me."

"But what I said just now is not wrong."

"These two jade pills aren’t particularly valuable, but ordinary people can’t get their hands on them."

Su Wen shook his head. This kid was still young—competitive, vain, but lacking anything impressive to back it up…

Huh?

Suddenly, he was startled and hurriedly said, "Jade pills?"

"Are you saying these two pills you gave come from Longhu Mountain and can prolong life and health?"