Bang----------
Zhang Naixi's heart shattered.
Was there really a need to rush marriage like this?
A month?
Where on earth was she supposed to find her future partner within a month?
A year would be more reasonable.
No, not even a year would be enough.
Zhang Naixi was about to burst into tears.
Her father, although strict, had never kicked anyone out before.
But now, it seemed different.
Every word he said was about expelling her from the house.
But she still wanted to stay in this family!
Zhang Naixi had no choice but to look helplessly at Zhang Hong, hoping to find some solace from her grandfather.
But in the next moment, Zhang Hong, noticing his granddaughter's gaze, clenched his teeth and turned his eyes away, pretending not to see her.
It was as if he was closing one eye and opening the other.
Zhang Naixi felt another blow.
Su Ting chuckled softly and gently placed her hand on Zhang Naixi's shoulder.
"Romantic matters can't be rushed. When you meet the right person, it happens quickly. If you haven't met them yet, there's no need to worry. My daughter, Xiao Shi, hasn't found the right person either."
"Maybe they'll both meet their match at the same time."
What followed was more of a joke.
If that happened, it would be double happiness.
Zhang Naixi nodded quickly, agreeing with her aunt Su Ting!
She was so understanding!
In the future, she wanted a mother-in-law like Su Ting.
Someone free-spirited and easygoing, who could empathize with others.
Perfect!
Zhang Tianhao only let out a cold snort at Zhang Naixi.
It was as if he was saying,
--------- Don't think that just because Aunt Su is speaking up for you, this matter is over. Not a chance!
"What's that you have in your hand?"
Zhang Tianhao suddenly asked.
Zhang Naixi came to her senses and proudly raised the dog-skin plaster in her hand, smiling, "This is a miraculous medicinal plaster that cures all ailments. Wherever it hurts, you stick it there. It’s really expensive, so Grandpa, you should try it."
This was more or less what An Youyi had said to her earlier.
Everyone was stunned.
Cures all ailments?
Who gave you the guts to say that?
Even the famous TCM doctors in Beijing and Shanghai wouldn't dare to promise such a thing.
A single plaster to cure long-standing illnesses? What kind of international joke is this?
Zhang Tianhao, who disliked self-promotion the most, was outraged.
Advertisements were more flowery than the most beautiful song.
Was he the kind of person who could be easily fooled?
"Nonsense! This is complete nonsense! Throw that thing away right now!"
Zhang Tianhao's face turned black as he said sternly.
It was fine since it was only the Zhang family here.
But Su Ting and Xu Fuqiang were still present.
-------------- This is utterly embarrassing!
Having such a foolish daughter is truly regrettable!
"But I can't throw this away!" Zhang Naixi gripped the dog-skin plaster even tighter, murmuring.
Zhang Tianhao was seething with anger.
What was wrong with his daughter tonight?
She was being scammed and still counting money for the scammer.
Did she really think there was such a great deal?
If it was that good, would they just let it slide?
Use your brain!
"Are you going to throw it away or not?"
"No."
"I'm asking you one last time, are you going to throw it away?"
"No!"
Zhang Naixi's temper flared, and for the first time, she stood up to her father.
Zhang Tianhao's face turned red with anger.
It was a family disaster!
He raised his palm as big as a palm frond, pretending to strike.
Su Ting immediately stepped in front of Zhang Naixi.
"Tianhao, this is Naixi's heartfelt intention. Let the child try it. If it works and cures Zhang Hong’s long-standing leg issues, that would be great. If not, we can always think of other ways, right?"
Xu Fuqiang nodded in agreement, "Your wife is right. No matter what, we can't hit the child."
Zhang Tianhao lowered his hand, looking both awkward and amused.
He really hadn't intended to hit Zhang Naixi!
He just wanted to scare her a bit.
Well, perhaps there was a bit of a rush.
After all, this was the first time Zhang Naixi had ever stood up to him, her father.
If she wanted to challenge him, she could do so after having her own child.
Then she could say whatever she wanted.
At that point, Zhang Tianhao, as the grandfather, would never interfere with his grandson’s matters.
Zhang Naixi let out a sigh of relief.
Her father was just an old-fashioned man.
He didn't know how to adapt or accept new things quickly.
It was Aunt Su and Uncle Xu who were more open-minded.
"By the way, Naixi, where did you get this thing from?"
Su Ting suddenly brought it up.
Heroes don’t ask about the origin of their goods.
Medicinal plasters don’t ask about their past.
Ah, scratch that—
It has to be an authentic plaster first!
"Aunt Su, you mean this?" Zhang Naixi paused, as if remembering something delightful, her face blooming with a smile.
"It's a gift from my cousin."
"Xu Mo?" both Xu Fuqiang and Su Ting exclaimed in unison, their faces filled with confusion.
Holy crap— I mean, wow—
It could have been anyone else.
Why did it have to be their own son?
It wasn't that Xu Fuqiang and Su Ting didn't trust their son.
But claiming that the medicinal plaster could cure all ailments and fix wherever was hurting was too exaggerated!
It just didn’t seem reliable at all.
Xu Fuqiang thought about it.
Was there ever a single thing Xu Mo did that was even remotely reliable?
If Xu Mo wanted to make a fool of himself, that was fine.
But Xu Fuqiang couldn’t afford to lose face like that.
Snap!
Almost instantly, Xu Fuqiang's expression changed 180 degrees.
He chuckled,
"Naixi, I think your father is right. Some things, if they need to be thrown away, should be thrown away. Keeping them is useless."
Xu Fuqiang wanted to hurry and get away to find Xu Mo.
He needed to ask him clearly where this plaster came from.
Did he even witness its effects firsthand?
You couldn't just give away anything and expect people to use it, right?
What if something happened?
Oh my God!
This little brat was pulling a fast one on his father!
Well, Xu Mo had pulled off father-stunting pranks more than once, so it wasn't the first time.
Xu Fuqiang's concerns were valid.
After all, being a father.
Although he was strict.
Once the kids needed protection.
He would stand in front without hesitation.
"Xu Brother, you can't say that. What’s passed is passed; what’s now is now."
Zhang Tianhao smiled and continued, "I've changed my mind. Let Naixi try it; maybe it'll work."
This big man suddenly seemed a bit mischievous.
The contrast was striking.
Of course, Zhang Tianhao dared to say this.
He trusted Xu Mo completely!
Even if it didn’t work.
Was there any need to harm someone with it?
And especially harming their own family.
Xu Fuqiang's mouth twitched violently.
The Seven Wolves belt around his waist was already itching to be used!
Three days without a beating and the kids feel claustrophobic.
Thirty days without a beating and they climb on top of your head.
Xu Fuqiang felt that Xu Mo was getting out of line again.
He needed to discipline him properly.
He was almost married, almost a father.
If he didn’t curb his mischievous nature.
How could he take responsibility for his future wife?
How could he take responsibility for his children?
Wait, there’s more, but later~~~~~~~~
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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