Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 2 Correcting Family Traditions
Nan family.

Nan Wu shouldn't have gone home; she felt helpless looking at the monsters and demons in her house.

"Xiao Wu, we were having so much fun at the party last night, where did you go? Everyone waited here all night, we were really worried about you!"

Xiao Jiayang was the first to come forward, looking exhausted, as if he had really been guarding there all night. When he reached out, Nan Wu dodged his hand.

Her gaze shifted to the mother and daughter on the sofa, both of whom shuddered.

Look at how guilty he looks. He has no guts but still dares to do such a shameless thing. He's both incompetent and loves to play around.

"Well, I was a little dizzy from drinking last night, so I just found a room and 'slept' there. My phone was dead, and I slept until dawn!" Nan Wu twirled the end of her hair with her fingertips, making up a story in a lazy manner.

"Impossible! The hotel staff searched everywhere and couldn't find you. You're saying you're in the hotel? We're not three-year-olds!" Stepsister Jiang Rourou immediately jumped in to refute.

She and her mother, Jiang Xue, came from behind to rise to power, but they only had the right to live in the Nan family's house. The powerful old master Nan did not agree to her changing her surname to Nan, so she lived a particularly stifled life.

When Nan Wu came in just now, her walking posture was all wrong; it was obvious she had been abused.

You won't admit it, huh?
As she spoke, Jiang Rourou pointed at Nan Wu's skirt with a look of surprise, "How did your skirt get torn? Did you do something shameful?"

Who else could have torn it apart?
That man was a hypocrite. He was a gentleman before things started, but once he took his clothes off, he was more impatient than anyone else.

"Rou Rou, how can you talk like that! Your sister isn't that kind of person."

Before Nan Wu could speak, Xiao Jiayang rejected her outright.

Nan Wu chuckled inwardly. Putting aside his filth, there wasn't much else to say; he was just a womanizer.

Jiang Rourou wanted to say something more, but Nan Wu interrupted her, "Jiayang, I'm a little tired. You should go back first. I'm going to take a nap."

"Okay, by the way, I'll take you to the old house to meet the elders this evening, so please prepare in advance."

Nan Wu nodded obediently, "Okay!"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jiang Rourou stomping her feet in frustration.

So you're already losing your temper?
The moment Nan Wu saw Xiao Jiayang off and the door closed, the smile on her lips vanished abruptly. She stretched her limbs as she walked toward the hall.

"Sister, why did you lie to Jiayang? I know you must have been out fooling around with some other man last night, you..."

Snapped--

Jiang Rourou was spun around on the spot after being hit, covering her face. It took her a while to regain her balance, and she looked shocked. "You, you hit me?"

Nan Wu chuckled and rubbed her wrist. "Wait a minute, it's not over yet."

He grabbed Jiang Rourou by the hair, dragged her to the bathroom, and pressed the button on the sink, turning the faucet on full blast.

"Ah! I'm dying!"

"Mom, help! Ugh..."

"Xiao Wu, let go of Rou Rou!"

Jiang Xue stood anxiously to the side, but when Nan Wu glared at her, she didn't dare to say a word and hurriedly called Nan Dongxue down.

Nan Wu teased Jiang Rourou, bringing it up and then putting it down, trying to drive her crazy.

Jiang Rourou and Xiao Jiayang had already hooked up, but she didn't care. After all, she looked down on trash like Xiao Jiayang.

But drugging her would be unethical.

They wanted to solidify the fact that she was promiscuous outside, making her a disgrace to the Nan family, so as to highlight the purity and sanctity of the second young lady. Secondly, it would give Xiao Jiayang a reason to dump her, and Jiang Rourou could take over.

That's quite a clever little scheme.

"What are you guys doing?" Nan Dongxue, with a beer belly, came downstairs with a serious expression.

Nanwu had had her fill of fun and let go.

Jiang Rourou collapsed onto the ground like a drowned rat, slumped over the washbasin.

Jiang Xue quickly draped a blanket over Jiang Rourou, asking her all sorts of questions while sobbing, "Xiao Wu, why did you hit Rourou? What did she do wrong?"

Nan Wu pouted her red lips, pointed at Jiang Rourou, and deftly deflected the attack, "Dad, Jiang Rourou is eyeing Jiayang! She was just flirting with him, he's my fiancé! How could she do this? Waaah..."

The young lady wiped her eyes, tears streaming down her face.

Jiang Rourou and her daughter were completely taken aback by Nan Wu's directness and panicked.

"Dad, I didn't. My sister just hates me and that's why she's making things up. He's my sister's fiancé, how could I be with him!"

"Yes, Xiao Wu must have misunderstood. Rou Rou would love for the young couple to be all lovey-dovey!" Jiang Xue chimed in.

Nan Dongxue's gaze swept among the group of people, and after a while, he decided to let the matter drop.

"Alright, Xiaowu, your marriage to Jiayang is of utmost importance to our family. Rourou is still young, and it's normal for her to bicker with her brother-in-law. As her older sister, don't be so petty. You can't keep a man just by tying him to your waist; you have to be capable of it yourself! If you can't keep him, who can you blame?"

Jiang Rourou was smugly turning a blind eye to the obvious misunderstanding.

Snapped!
This time, Nan Wu slapped the other side of the face.

"Rou Rou!" Nan Dongxue and Jiang Xue both leaned over.

"Xiao Wu, what are you doing?"

Nan Wu shook Nan Dongxue's arm and said coquettishly, "Didn't you tell me that it depends on one's own ability? If I don't beat her up, how will she learn her lesson? Dad, I'm just trying to correct the family's bad habits for you!"

"You!" Nan Dongxue shoved her away, his old face flushed with anger, pointing his finger at the air, "Your mother didn't raise you well from a young age, and now you have no manners whatsoever as a proper young lady. Apologize to Rou Rou right now, or get out of here!"

"hiss……"

Startled, Nan Dongxue quickly helped Nan Wu up, "What's wrong, Xiao Wu?"

Nan Wu clutched her chest and rested her head on her father's shoulder. "Dad, my heart feels a little uncomfortable."

"Dad will take you to the hospital now!"

"No need, I'll be fine after a rest. I was just frightened," Nan Wu said weakly, glancing at Jiang Xue and her daughter out of the corner of her eye. "What about them..."

Nan Dongxue urged anxiously, "Your health is the most important thing. Go upstairs and rest to recover."

Nan Wu stood up, pouting coquettishly, "Then I'll really go up?"

She took three steps, then turned back and said, "Excuse me, I'm a light sleeper, Jiang Rourou, please be careful."

Naming names is Nanwu's consistent style.

Jiang Rourou was unwilling to accept this and wanted to rush up to argue, but her mother held her down.

"Dongxue, this isn't Xiaowu's fault. If Rourou and I hadn't come uninvited, this wouldn't have happened..." she said, tears welling up in her eyes.

Seeing this, Nan Dongxue pulled the two into his arms and gently comforted them, "Xiao Wu has a heart condition, so don't take it to heart. I know you've suffered with me all these years. Don't worry, just wait a little longer. Once Xiao Wu marries into the Xiao family, I'll have a reason to reclaim my shares in the Nan Corporation. Then, let's see who dares to bully you!"

The mother and daughter exchanged a glance, both revealing smug smiles.

Jiang Xue changed the subject, speaking casually, "But Xue Dong, have you noticed that Xiao Wu seems to have changed a lot since she came back from her trip a year ago?"

Nan Dongxue sighed helplessly, feeling a little sad. "She's just not in good health, don't overthink it."

(End of this chapter)