Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 532: Chapter 532: The Shabby Wares of the Cold-Stricken Man

The saying goes, while some families revel in joy, others may be steeped in sorrow. During the grand celebration of the New Year, the whole of Xiashui Village seemed to bask in harmonious joy, yet in Beijing, the atmosphere at the Chiang Family’s was more oppressive than it had been in the past two decades.

”What is this messy pile of trash? Who sent it? Get rid of it all, throw it out immediately,” Lu Shufen practically breathed fire as she looked at the local products arranged in the living room.

The servant looked toward Jiang Conghe, not daring to move.

”What, I can’t even order you around now? Or are you also going against my wishes? Do you want to lose your job?” Lu Shufen grew even more furious at the servant’s inaction.

The servant was close to tears.

”Throw it away,” Jiang Conghe said with what seemed like mercy.

The servant quickly took the pile of items and threw them out, thinking that they would not have a good New Year’s either.

Having served the Chiang Family for over a decade, she had never seen Director Lu lose his temper like this, nor had she felt such a suffocating atmosphere. Why was all of this happening?

Why, indeed?

Lu Shufen wouldn’t have made such a fuss over some simple local products. She was angry because of the person who sent them – that despicable Jiang Dafang. Sending such a pile of things, was he trying to provoke someone, to pierce someone’s heart?

”Those are the child’s good intentions, why must you be so angry?” Jiang Conghe said softly.

Jiang Dafang had sent him New Year’s gifts, and to tell the truth, he was quite pleased. Even though Dafang hadn’t shown up, the local products were from his hometown, a token of sentiment, showing that the boy still had his father in his heart!

Lu Shufen glared, scoffing coldly, ”Child? What child? Are you talking about that little wretch? He’s certainly not my child. I, Lu Shufen, come from a respectable background; I’m not the kind to give birth to lowlifes!”

Jiang Conghe’s face darkened slightly. ”There you go again.”

”What ’there you go again’? Jiang Conghe, am I wrong?” Lu Shufen glared coldly at him. ”Just look, dressed in rags, not to mention anyone else, even ordinary people would disdain to put such trash on my table, calling it sentiment. Pah!”

”I was just as shabby when we first met, and you still looked up to me?” Jiang Conghe’s face hardened.

Lu Shufen’s expression changed, and through gritted teeth, she said, ”I was blind, okay?”

”You...” Angered to the core, Jiang Conghe dismissed her with a wave of his hand, ”You’re unreasonable; I can’t be bothered with you!”

Lu Shufen watched him disappear and slumped on the couch, tears welling up in her eyes, her breathing coming in sniffles.

She was certain that little wretch did it on purpose, deliberately becoming the thorn in her side, intent on making her uncomfortable.

Otherwise, why would he not have shown up in so many years, and just had to appear now? Their family had lived in peace for decades, and it was his emergence that turned their home into a place of constant unrest. It was undoubtedly intentional.

What’s with sending sentiments through local products? Pah, such poor taste, it only serves to chill people to the bone.

”Mom...” Chiang Qing came over, handing her a handkerchief. ”Don’t be sad, Dad didn’t mean to quarrel with you!”

These past few days, the house couldn’t even enjoy a peaceful New Year. With the mood so gloomy, she too was aggravated; and thinking of Taiguo, far away, only added to her frustration, especially with her parents’ discord. She’d been sleeping so poorly that two pimples had appeared on her face.

”Not mean to quarrel with me? I think he very much wants to. He’s just siding with his beloved little wretch to freeze me out,” Lu Shufen scoffed coldly. Seeing her daughter reminded her of the original argument they had about her, so she took the chance to say, ”You see what comes of matching with someone from an unsuitable family, from a poor family? If you’re set on that boy, then I am your example!”