When Zhuo Yarong thought of this, she looked at Tang Xinluo with a little more dissatisfaction.
"Yuchen's aunt is such a person, she speaks directly and doesn't beat around the bush... Miss Tang, please don't take it to heart." Mrs. Lu's tone was gentle and generous, but her words were sharp.
Tang Xinluo naturally understood the hidden meaning in his words. Her heart ached, but she couldn't say anything back.
"It's okay, we are all family." Tang Xinluo responded appropriately with a faint smile.
Seemingly satisfied with her answer, Lu Yuchen blocked Zhuo Yarong's next words.
"Mom, this is Xinluo's first time meeting our parents, don't scare her." After saying that, she pulled Tang Xinluo into her arms and sat on the empty sofa beside her.
The action was done in one go, showing his protection and doting on Tang Xinluo.
"Yuchen, how can you say that about your mother! Your mother didn't say a single harsh word from beginning to end, how could she be scared? She is just a remarried woman, how noble can she be!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became cold.
The look in Lu Yuchen's eyes when he looked at Song Xiulan was a little more stern than before.
Song Xiulan had no idea that she had said the wrong thing and was about to continue speaking when Zhuo Yarong interrupted her.
"Forget it, forget it... Yuchen, you are grown up now, and your mother can't control your affairs. Your grandmother is upstairs, you can bring your people up by yourself, she has been waiting for you for a long time."
Hearing this, Lu Yuchen withdrew his cold gaze from Song Xiulan, stood up and took Tang Xinluo upstairs.
After the two men left, Song Xiulan could not help but speak.
"Yarong, why...why don't you let me continue? Didn't we agree to teach that woman a lesson? It would be too easy for her to let her go."
Zhuo Yarong glanced at her unhappily, "Don't you see where we are? Even if you want to teach her a lesson, you can't say such things in front of Yuchen."
"I...I...what did I say?" Song Xiulan was still confused.
"What did you say?" Zhuo Yarong was so angry at her sister-in-law that she had no choice but to say, "You pointed out in front of Yuchen and me that the woman he married was a second marriage. As Yuchen's aunt, how can I answer you for saying such a thing? How can Yuchen put his face?"
Song Xiulan saw that Zhuo Yarong was really angry. Although she felt that what she said was right, she did not dare to continue.
Although she is Zhuo Yarong's sister-in-law, the Song family is far inferior to the Zhuo family and the Lu family.
Song Xiulan was lucky enough to marry Zhuo Yarong's brother. Although her position in the Zhuo family has been stable for many years because of her flattery of Zhuo Yarong, she is not from a truly wealthy family after all, so she seems short-sighted in what she says and does.
"I see, Yarong, you are right. I was too reckless just now... But don't worry, Yarong. After the old lady passes away in a few days, I have plenty of ways to make that woman give up and leave Yuchen."
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On the other side, Lu Yuchen took Tang Xinluo upstairs.
Old Mrs. Lu's room was on the third floor. When they reached the corner of the second floor, Tang Xinluo grabbed Lu Yuchen.
"Why, something wrong?"
Tang Xinluo looked at Lu Yuchen who was looking down at her.
His dark eyes had returned to their usual cold and distant state. There was no ambiguity in them when he was in love, nor was there the tenderness he had just shown when he was defending her.
Because of this look, Tang Xinluo's suspicion grew stronger and stronger.
"Lu Yuchen, tell me... did you do that on purpose? You defended me like that in front of those relatives... why is your attitude so different from usual?"
Lu Yuchen treated her well in private, but not to that extent.
She knew she shouldn't ask, but if she didn't, she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.
Hearing her words, Lu Yuchen's cold black eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of frost. He reached out and grabbed her chin, pulling her closer. (To be continued)