Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 560 - 561: Just because you can’t conquer Min Xin, doesn’t mean your sister can’t
The old lady was no longer pleased. "Jingyao, which eye of yours saw her trembling with excitement? She’s clearly scared."
She continued, "Let me tell you, if you bully her again, don’t come back. It’s disgusting to watch you. I’d be eternally grateful if you were half as considerate as your sister."
The older brother was fuming, glaring at the little sweetheart.
Under the old lady’s protection, the little sweetheart was peacefully enjoying her meal.
Meanwhile, the old man watching them was actually trembling with excitement!
King Jingyao thought to himself, These forty-odd years of familial affection have been utterly wasted!
He didn’t argue. After all, the youngest one was always right, no matter what.
Gritting his teeth, he ate, watching as the old lady repeatedly served food to the little darling. Her voice was unusually gentle and sweet, "Eat some more. You were startled earlier; you might have shrunk a centimeter or two from the fright. You’ll only look good if you’re tall."
The older brother was speechless.
Gu Anxi, having gained an advantage, cautiously served him some food. "Brother, you eat too."
The older brother wanted to put on airs, but he restrained himself, silently ate his food, and then had an extra half bowl of rice.
The old lady smiled. "Isn’t this much better? Jingyao, remember to let your sister have her way in the future."
The older brother felt like he was about to cough up blood, but he restrained himself when the old lady glanced at him.
Soon, the old man pulled Gu Anxi aside to play chess. Gu Anxi was far more willing to accompany the old man than to see her older brother’s dark expression.
The old lady called her son into the study. A servant brought a cup of aromatic tea, and the air filled with its pleasant fragrance as mother and son began to talk.
King Jingyao began with a forced smile, "Mom, don’t spoil her too much. I know you mean well, wanting her around to keep me company. But she’s so mischievous she’s even meddling in other people’s affairs. Min Xin is someone I’ve spent over ten years barely managing to keep in check."
He paused, then continued gravely, "What if Zhou Yu is truly set on breaking up with him? If Min Xin is pushed to desperate measures, it will be utter chaos. Your son won’t be able to enjoy such a leisurely life then."
The old lady’s eyes gleamed. "What, you really can’t handle one Min Xin? Are you actually planning to... live with him?"
"Mom, please don’t tease me," King Jingyao sighed. "The situation is quite complicated right now. If Min Xin unleashes all his lackeys, Mom, that’s not something I can suppress instantly."
The old lady knew all of this.
King Jingyao spoke again, a hint of disdain in his voice, "Min Xin raised his own dog, but now it looks to me like that dog has become an ungrateful traitor. Min Xin might not be able to control it."
He patted his trouser leg and said softly, "These things have to be handled gradually. Not like that little rascal, who just stirred everything into a mess."
The old lady looked at her son and raised an eyebrow. "Zhou Yu grew up with you. Are you content to let her live in such an ambiguous situation? As the legitimate wife, she’s always hidden at home as if she’s just being kept. That Min Xin is truly outrageous! Besides, all the prestige he’s gained over the years was built on the Zhou Family’s support. If Zhou Yu doesn’t want to be with him anymore, he should let her go. If he’s unwilling, then he should give up his power and influence. How can there be such a perfect deal in this world where he gets to keep both his power and his wife?"
This struck a chord with the older brother. He sighed. "Zhou Yu has indeed suffered a lot over these years."
"And you’ve known it, watching her suffer all these years?" the old lady said, hitting the nail on the head. "You’re not as perceptive as your sister."
King Jingyao fell silent. Much later, he whispered, "I understand."
"It’s good that you understand," the old lady said decisively. "If you can’t handle that black-hearted Min Xin, it doesn’t mean your sister can’t. That child is very capable!"
King Jingyao feigned annoyance. "Mother, that’s biased. Are you saying your son has no abilities?"
The old lady naturally praised him a few times, and the atmosphere became very pleasant. But when they left the study, the older brother’s expression turned grim again, his face still dark. "It’s getting late. I’ll take her home."
"Is it late already?" The old man was reluctant to see her go.
Gu Anxi put down her chess piece and coaxed him, "I’ll come again tomorrow."
The old man was instantly overjoyed, then quickly put on a stern face to admonish his son, "Don’t you dare bully her."
What if the little one refuses to come back? What will I do then?
