Xiao Siyu was so angry that he couldn't speak, his eyes rolled, and his mind was filled with family planning. But as soon as some ideas came to his mind, he was interrupted by Fu Ang's indifference and ruthlessness.
"You'd better stop provoking her. If you push her too hard, I can't guarantee what she has in her hands and what she will do to your disadvantage."
Xiao Siyu: "???"
No matter how much Xiao Siyu pressed, Fu Ang refused to let him know what else Liang Zhihuan had in his hands!
"Ang, it was you who told her to help her." Xiao Siyu reacted with a flash of his mind. If Fu Ang hadn't assisted, how would that girl know what kind of drink he would get drunk on, and even more so with this series of operations!
Fu Ang said softly without denying it, "She is such a pitiful little girl who is so weak and helpless. I can't bear it."
Xiao Siyu: "..."
That girl can come up with such a way to fight back, and she is still weak, helpless and pitiful?
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After solving Xiao Siyu's case, Liang Zhihuan was in a much happier mood. However, this joy slowly faded away after entering the house.
The servants prepared dinner, but no one dared to use chopsticks before the old man came. It took about ten minutes before the old man came down from upstairs.
"You came back early today." The old man sat down on the main seat and glanced at Liang Zhihuan. Liang Zhihuan hummed and responded obediently.
"Zhihuan has been very busy these past two days. It doesn't look like she is about to get engaged." Yang Jiao said the next sentence smoothly, but it instantly made the old man unhappy.
The old man's face darkened slightly and he said to Liang Zhihuan: "I see that you have been leaving early and coming back late these past two days. What are you busy with? The engagement day is coming soon. Please be calm and don't cause any trouble."
Liang Zhihuan pursed her lips, her little face looked unhappy, but she still obeyed the old man's words obediently and explained: "It's just some homework matters."
Yang Jiao glanced at Liang Zhihuan out of the corner of her eye. She knew that Liang Zhihuan was definitely not doing it for schoolwork. She rolled her eyes and remembered that when she passed by Liang Zhihuan's room late two nights, the lights were on. She curiously looked over twice.
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"Zhihuan, aren't you still accepting designs for others?" Yang Jiao spoke up.
This sentence made the old man's expression, which had just calmed down, become serious again. He stared at Liang Zhihuan with deep dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Liang Zhihuan majored in fashion design, but even so, the old man disliked her very much. At first, the old man was often angry with her because of this professional matter.
Later, although the old man had nothing to do with her, he still forced her to learn management as an elective course. In addition to the homework assigned by the school, the old man was very disgusted and opposed her making money in this way.
What could have been a relaxing dinner was completely disrupted by Yang Jiao's words or two.
"Look at you, is this the way the daughter you raised is like this? It's an embarrassment to our Liang family!" As the old man scolded, he turned his anger to Liang Shanghua.
Facing the old man's scolding, Liang Shanghua remained silent for many years.
"Grandpa, this is my business and has nothing to do with mom. Besides, I am studying fashion design. Even if I am accepting design drafts for others, there is nothing wrong with it if it is not against the law." Liang Zhihuan said.
"Zhihuan, what you said is wrong."
Liang Zhihuan turned his head and saw that the person speaking was his uncle Yang Shiming.
"When you insisted on learning design, your grandpa didn't agree with it. What's more, our Liang family is also well-known here. You are the third Miss of the Liang family. Making money by accepting design drafts from others will harm the Liang family if people know about it.