Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

Liu Xiaoli closed the door and followed behind.

"Mom, this is just a temporary stay. Besides, the neighborhood is quite nice, and it's close to the school..."

"Oh."

The old lady snorted coldly, interrupting her daughter's explanation.

Her gaze swept around the room, finally settling on the man calmly gnawing on ribs at the dining table.

Yu Le spat out a bone, took a tissue to wipe his hands, and slowly stood up.

Out of politeness, he nodded to the unfriendly old lady.

Hello, Auntie.

The old lady ignored her completely.

She looked Yu Le up and down.

That gaze was like picking through a rotten cabbage at a market, full of pickiness, disdain, and undisguised disgust.

T-shirt, baggy shorts, flip-flops.

The total amount of money he had on him was no more than fifty yuan.

That's it?

The old lady threw her bag onto the sofa, sat down with an air of authority, and adopted a posture as if she were about to conduct a trial.

"This is your new husband? What's his name again? Yu Le?"

Yu Le wasn't angry. She sat back down in her chair and even put a piece of fish on Liu Qianqian's plate.

"Yes, Yu Le. Yu as in 'having surplus every year,' and Le as in 'being content with what one has.'"

"I heard you don't have a proper job? You just stay at home all day?"

The old lady completely ignored his words and went straight to the point, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth.

Just as Liu Xiaoli was about to explain, Yu Le gently kicked her under the table.

Yu Le picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and wore his signature salted fish smile.

"I'd say I'm a freelancer. I usually stay home writing songs and cooking."

"Write a song?"

The old lady chuckled as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"How much money can you make writing songs? Land is incredibly expensive in Beijing. Can you support your wife and kids with those few lousy notes? Can you give Qianqian a good life?"

She became more and more agitated as she spoke, and started berating Liu Xiaoli while pointing at her.

"Xiaoli, oh Xiaoli, what can I say about you! You're so foolish!"

"Giving up such a large family fortune like the An family's, giving up being a diplomat's wife, she insists on divorcing her husband to hang out with this lazy, good-for-nothing gigolo!"

"Are you out of your mind? Or has this kid bewitched you?"

Liu Xiaoli's face instantly turned bright red.

Those old, trivial matters were brought up again, especially in front of the children and Yu Le, making her feel extremely embarrassed.

"Mom! Stop talking!"

Liu Xiaoli couldn't help but raise her voice.

"That's all in the past! I'm doing great now! Yu Le treats me very well, and he treats Qianqian like his own daughter. We're very happy, and it has nothing to do with money!"

"happiness?"

The old lady slammed her hand on the marble coffee table, making the fruit plate on it jump.

"Can happiness feed her? Can it pave the way for her? Can it get her into a good film crew?"

"Sissi is at a crucial stage of growth and development! What future can she have with someone like this?"

"If people find out she has a stepfather who lives off her all day, how will she ever face anyone in the industry? She'll be laughed at!"

The air in the room seemed to freeze.

Yu Le's smile faded slightly.

It doesn't matter if you scold him a couple of times, he's thick-skinned anyway, he's long since developed an indestructible body.

But bringing up Sisi's future is going a bit too far.

Before he could even retaliate.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

Liu Qianqian, who had been engrossed in eating, suddenly slammed her chopsticks on the table.

The little girl stood up.

That face, which usually wore a sweet smile, was now tense, like a little tiger whose tail had been stepped on.

She walked a few steps to Yu Le, opened her arms, and shielded Yu Le behind her like a protective mother.

Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she stared intently at her maternal grandmother sitting on the sofa.

"Grandma! You're not allowed to talk about Yu Le like that!"

The sound was crisp and clear, resounding with a clear, resounding tone.

The old lady was stunned.

She never expected that her usually obedient granddaughter would dare to talk back to her for the sake of an outsider.

"Sissi, you..."

"Yu Le is not a gigolo!"

Liu Qianqian didn't give her a chance to speak at all, firing off like a machine gun.

"Did you know? Yu Le helped me get the role in 'The Story of a Noble Family'!"

"That song 'Invisible Wings' was also written by Yu Le! It's playing everywhere now!"

"And today! Just now! Director Zhang Jizhong personally confirmed that I would play Wang Yuyan! Even Grandpa Jin Yong praised my beauty! This was all thanks to Yu Le who helped me get the role!"

The little girl became more and more excited as she spoke, her chest heaving violently, and her eyes reddening.

"In this family, Yu Le is the most capable! A million times better than that diplomat!"

"I won't allow you to look down on him!"

This series of blows completely stunned the old lady.

The Story of a Noble Family?

Invisible Wings?

Zhang Jizhong?

Wang Yuyan?

These terms were like heavy hammer blows, making her dizzy.

As a family with a long history in the arts, we are familiar with some of the well-known directors in the industry.

They naturally knew Zhang Jizhong's great name and were even more aware of Jin Yong's stature.

How is that possible?

Based on this man wearing baggy shorts who looks like a street urchin?

The old lady opened her mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

She looked at the mother and daughter who were united in their hatred of the enemy.

Liu Xiaoli stood beside her daughter, and although she didn't speak, her resolute expression said it all.

And the man they were protecting behind them.

He remained seated, watching the scene with a smile.

The old lady suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.

"Okay! Okay!"

The old lady stood up shakily, her fingers trembling as she pointed at Liu Xiaoli, then at Liu Qianqian.

"You've all grown up! I can't control you anymore!"

"If things don't work out in the future, don't come crying back to me!"

Done.

She grabbed the Hermès bag and, like a defeated rooster, slunk towards the door.

"Bang!"

The security door was slammed shut.

The world is finally quiet.

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Liu Qianqian deflated like a punctured balloon, her shoulders slumping.

She turned around, looked at Yu Le, and scratched her head somewhat embarrassedly.

"Uncle Yu, was I... too fierce just now?"

Yu Le put down his wine glass, stood up, and walked over to the little girl.

Reach out.

I gave that fluffy head a good ruffle.

"Why are you being so fierce? You're incredibly handsome."

He gave a thumbs up, his smile as bright as a sunflower.

"As expected of my daughter, she's just like me, fiercely protective of her own."

"what ever?"

Liu Qianqian blinked her big eyes, her gaze shifting back and forth between Yu Le's stubble-faced face and her own youthful, collagen-filled face.

Finally, she came to a conclusion.

"Oh no, does that mean I'll turn into a salted fish too?"

"What's wrong with being a salted fish?"

Yu Le sat back down in his chair, straightened the plate that had been knocked askew by the old lady's slap, and precisely picked up the last piece of sweet and sour pork rib with his chopsticks.

"You don't even have to move to turn over, it's so convenient."

Liu Xiaoli stood aside, watching the two lively characters, one big and one small, joking around. Her previously tense nerves relaxed instantly, like a rubber band that had been cut.

Tears were still welling up in her eyes, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.

What happened just now really frightened her.

She knew her mother's temper; she was a woman of her word, domineering and tyrannical her whole life.

She thought Yu Le would get angry, turn her back on her, or even feel humiliated and walk away.

After all, what grown man can stand being pointed at and called a "gold digger"?

But Yu Le didn't.

He wasn't angry at all; instead, he seemed to be watching a rather unfunny monkey show. His composure and calmness, which came from the bottom of his heart, even surpassed that of his mother.

What she didn't expect was Sisi.

That little girl who usually acts spoiled and clingy in front of her actually dared to rush up and bite people like a little lion with its mane bristling in order to protect Yu Le.

At that moment, Liu Xiaoli suddenly felt that her once empty heart was now completely filled.

"Yu Le..."

Liu Xiaoli walked over, her voice choked with emotion, yet filled with an unprecedented determination.

"I'm sorry, I've made you suffer."

"And... thank you."

With a spare rib bone in his mouth, Yu Le waved his hand indistinctly.

"What are you thanking me for? Thanking me for saving you from a scolding? Or thanking me for not giving the old lady high blood pressure?"

He spat out the bone, pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and a sly glint flashed in his always half-open eyes.

"However, the old lady was right about one thing."

Liu Xiaoli's heart tightened.

"What?"

Yu Le leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and pointed confidently at the leftover food on the table.

"This gigolo is really delicious."

"Please let me enjoy this life of being kept by a rich woman for a few more years to come."

Liu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment.

Then, he burst out laughing.

She laughed so hard she was shaking, and tears streamed down her face.

All the embarrassment and grievances vanished in this silly joke.

"OK!"

Liu Xiaoli wiped her eyes, a surge of heroic spirit rising within her.

"As long as you cook obediently, I'll provide you with plenty of freeloading!"