Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 306 I'll Remember You
The call was answered quickly. "What brings you here, sir? I'm truly flattered!"

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense. I'm asking you, why did you send Su Ying back to Haicheng? Didn't I tell you to take good care of her?"

Xiao Shen closed the folder and chuckled, "You sent someone to follow me?"

"Don't interrupt, answer!"

"Oh! She asked for it back herself. How could I argue with a pregnant woman? Don't you agree?"

"And where are you?"

"Of course I'm at the company!" Xiao Shen said matter-of-factly.

Before he could finish speaking, the old man launched into another tirade, "Then what are you doing back here? Shouldn't you be wherever your wife is? Hurry up and go to Haicheng right now! If anything happens to my great-grandson, I'll hold you responsible!"

He hung up immediately after speaking, giving Xiao Shen no chance to refute.

Xiao Shen smiled and shook his head.

His own son was defeated by a non-existent great-grandson. Who could he complain to?

"Sir, this is a nourishing soup brought by Miss Nan. Please drink it while it's hot!" The bodyguard brought in a thermos.

The old butler took it. "Miss Nan is very thoughtful. She has been sending soup on time for a week now. Master, although she did something wrong, it is understandable. Now that the Nan family is gone, we have also expelled her from the Xiao family. Now she has no one to rely on. It's quite pitiful!"

The old man took the soup bowl handed to him by the butler and tasted a few mouthfuls. The flavor was light and fresh, moist but not dry, which was very suitable for his spleen and stomach.

Just as the housekeeper said, she really put her heart into it and it seems she put in a lot of effort.

"The soup is good. Please invite her in for a cup of tea!"

The old housekeeper was happy for Nan Wu, "I understand, I'll go and invite her right away!"

The old man's words were quite clear: he had accepted Nan Wu back.

It wasn't because of these nourishing soups, but because he remembered the promise he had made to Old Master Nan.

The punishment has been given; let's stop here!
Nan Wu was overjoyed to learn that the old man had forgiven her, and that very day she packed her bags and moved back into the Xiao family home.

"Remember, you owe everything you have today to me. You must remember this kindness and serve me like a slave!" Xiao Jiayang sat sprawled on the sofa, looking at Nan Wu as if she were a slave.

Having gone through so much, Nanwu's personality has changed a lot. "You have been kind to me, but at the same time, you also need me, don't you? We're just using each other; neither of us can live without the other!"

"You! How dare you talk back!" Xiao Jiayang glared, then suddenly remembered his mother's words. He instantly put on a smiling face, stood up, and walked towards Nan Wu. "What you said was too harsh. What do you mean by 'using each other'? Although we've had our disagreements before, we're still legally married. Look, we're not getting any younger, and we've been married for so long. How about tonight..."

Nan Wu quickly stepped back, "Xiao Jiayang, what are you trying to do?"

She knew very well how much Xiao Jiayang hated her, and seeing him show this side of himself now gave her goosebumps.

"Xiao Jiayang, what's wrong with you? If you're in heat, go find someone else. I don't have time for you!"

Xiao Jiayang grabbed her wrist and dropped the pretense. "Nan Wu, you bitch, don't you even look at yourself? Although you have the same face as Su Ying, you're not even as good as a single hair on her head. Otherwise, my fourth uncle would have taken a liking to her and married her without giving you a second glance."

Nan Wu was shocked. "What did you say? Fourth Master and Su Ying got their marriage certificate?"

"What's so strange about that? Look at Su Ying's seductive charm, which man could resist her? Not to mention Fourth Uncle, even I couldn't handle it. And look at yourself, dressed like you're in a funeral all day long. Just seeing you brings bad luck. You should be burning incense for me to even touch you. What are you pretending for!"

As he spoke, he pushed Nan Wu onto the bed.

"Xiao Jiayang, get away from me! Don't touch me!"

"Let's have a child. Then you'll be more valuable because of it, right? Otherwise, why do you think I brought you back? Did you think I really wanted you? Pah!" "Ah!"

Xiao Jiayang was scratched, leaving several bloody marks on his face.

"Damn it! You dare to scratch my face? You've gone too far!" Xiao Jiayang straddled Nan Wu and slapped her face repeatedly.

The woman's pitiful screams echoed from the bedroom, quickly attracting Mr. and Mrs. Chen Wanru.

"It looks like we're about to have a grandson!" Chen Wanru thought to herself with excitement.

With a loud bang, the couple realized something was wrong. Chen Wanru pounded on the door, shouting, "Jiayang, what are you doing?"

The door was yanked open from the inside with a thud.

"Madam, save me..."

As soon as Nan Wu peeked out, Xiao Jiayang grabbed her hair and dragged her back. "You bitch, I'll beat you to death!"

"what!"

"Stop it, all of you!" Old Master Xiao roared, and Xiao Jiayang finally shook off Nan Wu.

"What are you all making a racket in the middle of the night? Do you want everyone in the house to hear you?"

"Dad, save me! Jiayang is going to beat me to death!" Nanwu crawled to Grandpa Xiao's side and hugged his leg, pleading.

Only under the light could one see clearly that her face was covered in bruises, one nostril was still bleeding, and her disheveled hair covered her cheeks, making her look extremely terrifying.

"Jiayang, what exactly happened?" Grandpa Xiao demanded.

Xiao Jiayang pointed to his face, "This bitch actually scratched my face! She deserves to be taught a lesson! Dad, step aside and let me teach her a good lesson!"

Xiao Jiayang made a move to strike again, but his father stopped him, saying, "Have you made enough of a scene?!"

"You scratched our son's face so badly, he needs to be taught a lesson. Otherwise, won't he keep riding on our heads? I used to think Su Ying wasn't anything special, but compared to her, she's not even as good as Su Ying!" Chen Wanru coldly looked at Nan Wu on the ground. "Jiayang can get you in here, and they can get you out of here too. You'd better behave yourself, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

"Did you hear me? If you dare to disrespect me again, I'll torture you severely!" Xiao Jiayang kicked Nan Wu hard in the stomach as if venting his anger.

Nanwu curled up in pain, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

"Alright, enough already, when will this end!" Grandpa Xiao criticized Chen Wanru. "And you, you're always stirring up trouble. Jiayang is a result of your corrupting influence. Quickly have someone help her up and apply some medicine, or what will you do when the old man questions her tomorrow! Humph!"

Grandpa Xiao flicked his sleeves and left.

"Mom, don't worry about that bitch, she won't die!" Xiao Jiayang said viciously.

Chen Wanru hesitated, "Alright, we'll do as your dad says, otherwise we won't be able to explain to your grandfather. And you, next time don't go for her face, go for an inconspicuous place. Look at her face..."

"Okay, I'll be more careful next time!"

"Come on, let Mom treat the scratches on your face first, so they don't get infected!"

"What about her?"

Chen Wanru didn't care about that at all. "Just find someone to handle it for her. What could possibly happen?"

As the mother and son walked away, Nanwu's palms tightened around her, leaving deep marks on the wooden floor.

Chen Wanru, Xiao Jiayang, I'll remember you!