Severing ties with family to marry the young marshal, his whole family chases me to the crematorium.

Chapter 163 Meng Shuqin's Angry

Si Jingnian sighed heavily, slowly shifting his gaze away. The heavy sigh seemed to come from the depths of his soul.

At this moment, it felt as if his heart was blocked by a lump of foul-smelling sludge, and the pain surged like a tidal wave, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Watching Shen Qingyao and Ruan Hongshuang gracefully board a car, Si Jingnian knew he could no longer linger there.

So he gritted his teeth, resolutely turned around and walked to another car. After getting in, he seemed to have lost all his vitality, staring blankly at the scenery rushing past the window.

After a long drive, we finally returned to the south of the city.

Long Jiaojiao went wild as soon as she entered the city, and Shen Qingyao didn't even see her shadow. She could only curse under her breath and then ignore her.

Si Jingnian and Shen Qingyao walked into the young marshal's mansion one after the other. The servants in the mansion were very surprised to see this, but none of them dared to go up and ask.

Meanwhile, Meng Shuqin, who was on the other side, had already learned of Shen Qingyao and Si Jingnian's return, and she immediately led all the servants in the mansion to get busy.

"Tell the kitchen to prepare more delicious dishes, using the best ingredients, to help A-Yao recover. She's been gone for so long; she must not have been eating or sleeping well, and she must have lost a lot of weight."

However, just as she was happily directing her servants to do their work, the servant who came to deliver the message suddenly hesitated, stood still, and looked as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Upon seeing this, Meng Shuqin's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition instantly welled up in her mind.

She hurried to the servant and asked anxiously:

"What exactly happened? Speak up! What happened to the young marshal and his wife? Just say what you want to say, don't beat around the bush!"

Meng Shuqin's face, which had been smiling, instantly darkened, as if a storm was about to break.

Her sharp gaze shot straight at the trembling servant in front of her. Just that one glance made the servant feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body trembled even more violently. He no longer dared to hide anything.

"Madam... Madam, I... I dare not lie to you! It seems the young marshal and his wife have had a quarrel. They are ignoring each other and even entered the mansion separately. Now... now they are actually living separately!"

The servant spoke tremblingly, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

Hearing this, Meng Shuqin's tense face relaxed slightly, but a hint of worry and irritation still lingered in the depths of her eyes.

She was filled with anger and frustration towards her troublesome son, her heart overflowing with disappointment and disappointment.

Without saying a word, she grabbed a feather duster and stormed off to Si Jingnian's study.

At this moment, Si Jingnian, who was in the study, suddenly felt a cold wind blowing directly on the back of his neck, and couldn't help but shiver.

A strong sense of unease welled up inside him; his intuition told him that a great danger was approaching step by step.

Just as he was wondering if he should put on another layer of clothing to keep warm, he heard a loud bang as the study door was kicked open.

"Si Jingnian! You brat, you little rascal! Your mother is already so old, can't you just live a peaceful life and give your old mother a break?"

Meng Shuqin's fiery roar exploded in Si Jingnian's ears like thunder.

Based on his years of experience in dealing with his mother's anger, Si Jingnian sprang up from his seat like a startled rabbit and nimbly dodged to the side.

In the next instant, Meng Shuqin's eyes widened in anger, and the feather duster in her hand swung down with lightning speed, hitting the chair that Si Jingnian had just been sitting on squarely.

A sharp "snap" suddenly rang out, so loud it seemed to shake the entire room.

The tremendous impact and sound of the feather duster colliding with the chair startled even Si Jingnian, who was standing nearby, and a sense of lingering fear rose in his heart.

"Mom...please don't act impulsively, you must stay calm!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Si Jingnian frantically waved his hands and shouted urgently.

He wanted to stop his mother, Meng Shuqin, who was aggressively approaching him, fearing that the terrifying feather duster would fall on him at any moment.

However, Meng Shuqin was completely blinded by anger and couldn't listen to her son's advice at all.

Her face was flushed, veins bulged on her forehead, and her eyes were wide open like copper bells as she stared intently at Si Jingnian, panting heavily.

"I'm perfectly sober right now! Si Jingnian, explain yourself clearly, why did you argue with A Yao? Do you really think your mother has lived too long and is getting in the way of your life as a young couple?"

As Meng Shuqin spoke, she became increasingly indignant, her chest heaving violently as if it were about to explode at any moment.

Before Si Jingnian could even open his mouth to defend himself, Meng Shuqin, suppressing her anger, gritted her teeth and continued to shout:

"Ayao is such a gentle, kind, and understanding girl. What more could you possibly want? Let me tell you, in my heart, Ayao is the best daughter-in-law in the world, and no one can take her away from the Young Marshal's Mansion!"

"No matter what happens in the future, as a grown man, can't you take a step back and give in to that young lady? Do you have to be confrontational and refuse to back down until you're satisfied?"

At this moment, Meng Shuqin was furious. She put her hands tightly on her hips, and due to excessive anger, her originally kind and gentle face had become twisted and ferocious, making her look very scary.

Si Jingnian opened his mouth, about to explain the cause and effect of the matter, but before he could utter a single word, Meng Shuqin interrupted him without hesitation.

Meng Shuqin, her face serious, stared intently at Si Jingnian and said sternly:

"Don't try to argue! I don't want to hear any excuses or reasons. Whatever happened between the two of you, and who is right and who is wrong, right now, you must go and apologize to A-Yao immediately! As a grown man, to be so serious with your wife, there's no doubt that it's your fault!"

Upon hearing this, Si Jingnian was shocked and overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

On the one hand, he felt gratified because his mother and wife had a harmonious relationship, without any of the troublesome mother-in-law/daughter-in-law conflicts.

On the other hand, he felt incredibly heartbroken. After all, his mother hadn't even bothered to find out the details before siding unconditionally with his wife, as if he, her own son, had become an outsider.

What's worse is that even if he wanted to apologize to Shen Qingyao now, he probably wouldn't be able to win her back.

Because Shen Qingyao seemed completely unwilling to pay attention to him, and even intentionally kept a certain distance from him.

In fact, Si Jingnian knew very well that the reason why Shen Qingyao resolutely pushed him away was simply because she wanted to protect him.

It was this deep affection that made him feel even more helpless, because he really didn't know what he should do to change Shen Qingyao's mind.