The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!

Chapter 531 - 526: You’re Such a Good Dad!

The other party noticed Wei Clan Elder’s displeasure but pretended not to.

"Well... if they can’t come, surely they should send someone to deliver gifts, so we can also feast our eyes."

Someone chimed in.

"Indeed. It’s said that during the festivals in Shangjing, they always send quite a few treasures over."

What Shangjing sends is indeed rare treasures. Even if it’s just a trinket, it’s a sign of their concern and a reminder of Yiling!

Someone respectfully said, "I still remember the last time Duchess Shun came over, I reckon it was two or three years ago. From afar, I saw her, and truly, as a titled lady, the grace she carried, with a slight smile as she interacted, yet with seven-tenths of authority in her eyes."

"Back when Duke Shun was still around, when the two stood together, who wouldn’t call them a perfect couple?"

Wei Clan Elder’s smile faded slightly.

Even though Wei Fengxing had been gone for so many years, he still didn’t like hearing his name mentioned.

The Elder felt it was too noisy, and even a birthday couldn’t be enjoyed peacefully.

Many carriages were parked in front of the old residence.

The young servants at the door received orders from above not to let unfamiliar faces inside.

When the people from Duke Shun Mansion arrived, Yu Tingwan was the first to ascend the steps, click-clacking forward.

She was stopped.

The young servant saw her noble appearance and showed three parts courtesy, though he showed a difficult expression.

"Please return, miss. When holding a banquet, guest numbers should be roughly estimated in advance to properly entertain. Though we thought of ’guests are guests’, there are just too many to entertain properly now."

While courteous, in his heart, he was puzzled.

A perfectly good celebration, the young ones are all competing to please the Old Master. Yet here comes a group, with all thoughts written on their faces. Not to mention the Old Master, who wouldn’t find it displeasing?

Knowing the Old Master didn’t want to entertain them, yet still sticking around.

Yu Tingwan blinked.

"I’m family."

The young servant scanned the unfamiliar face: "Sorry, miss, I haven’t seen you before."

Yu Tingwan pointed to a few people walking behind her.

"They should be familiar."

The newly hired young servant looked over at Shen Jin, unfamiliar.

He glanced over Ning Suxuan and Wei Zhao.

Treated them the same.

"I don’t know them."

Yu Tingwan: "Wow."

Wei Zhao stepped closer, didn’t say anything, just wrapped an arm around the young lady’s waist, leading her inside while showing a proof of identity.

The young servant couldn’t read.

But had a sudden realization.

This waist token was something the Wei Family’s descendants had, but clearly, the one Wei Zhao held was exceptional, with more elaborately engraved patterns than even the Elder’s, exuding more authority.

Realizing something, he knelt down suddenly.

"The... the General."

Wei Zhao paid no mind, escorting Yu Tingwan inside, occasionally reminding her to watch her step.

He was evidently quite familiar with this place.

Yu Tingwan remarked: "I can watch where I’m going."

Wei Zhao: "I wasn’t talking to you."

He casually quipped, "Just helping our dear find the way home."

Yu Tingwan continued, "You’re such a good dad!"

Wei Zhao: ...

You just have a response for everything, don’t you?

This old mansion was built when the Wei Family’s ancestors, assisting the founding emperor, were no longer in financial straits. Each generation of Wei Family descendants would renovate it.

The Elder and Duke Shun Mansion’s Old Master were brothers, from the same branch, sharing the same ancestors upward.

News passed quickly from layer to layer.

The Elder was perfunctorily dealing with those uninvited guests.

Guest: "Since the General’s accident at the end of the year, he hasn’t been to Yiling. I hear he misses it deeply and sends letters home every fortnight?"

The Elder: "What? I’m old, my ears aren’t so good."

Another guest attempted flattery.

"The General’s wife is the Grand Tutor’s own daughter, and is cherished like a jewel by the Empress Dowager. He Yushi, now Minister He, is her uncle, exceptionally prestigious."

"She’s close with the Young Madam from Marquis Zhongyong Mansion. Besides that, there’s interaction with Miss Shu, the unwed fiancée of Elder Cao of Imperial College, and the granddaughter of the late Old Master Lu from the Lu Family. Even the current Holy Emperor has to call her sister-in-law."

"Now she’s pregnant, and the child she’s carrying is destined to be a precious one even before birth."

The Elder agreed with this.

But he also understood what these people were scheming by saying these things.

He couldn’t be bothered to respond, continuing to pretend he couldn’t hear clearly.

"What’s that, asking me when we’ll eat?"

The Elder turned to instruct his daughter-in-law: "Go and hurry up the kitchen."

The daughter-in-law quickly stood up: "Yes."

She led the servants outside, but after only a few steps, she nearly ran into a hurriedly incoming maidservant bringing news.

The maidservant was particularly excited: "Madam, they’ve returned! The masters from Shangjing have come back to celebrate our forefather’s birthday!"

"They’re coming this way now."

"Father-in-law."

The daughter-in-law couldn’t be bothered with etiquette and shouted, "They’re here, Suxuan and Gui Zhi, Gui Zhi’s wife are all here."

The sound was slightly drowned out by the guests’ chatter and the opera on stage, making it unclear.

But the Elder suddenly stood up.

"Where? Gui Zhi came?"

He was about to move forward, with younger family members quickly supporting him from each side.

Guests...

You really won’t even pretend, will you.

However.

They all quickly stood up, adjusted their attire, and followed to welcome.

The Elder listened to the commotion, didn’t stop them, just walked ahead, but after a few steps, saw a group approaching from afar.

The Elder’s cloudy eyes instantly focused on the tall figure of Wei Zhao.

He smiled.

Wei Zhao glanced at the crowd, but before he could speak.

Ning Suxuan’s cold voice came: "We greatly appreciate everyone’s birthday wishes, but may I ask you to move next door for dining and let our family reunite?"

Though it was a question, the tone still brooked no refusal.

"Duchess Shun."

Someone rushed over to greet: "I..."

Got interrupted.

Ning Suxuan with a faint smile: "If it weren’t a good day today, I’d have dealt with the crime of uninvitedly disturbing the elders. Consider this a leniency."

She directly ordered: "Rong Di, escort everyone over, don’t let us neglect our duty as hosts."

No one dared to say anything. They quickly left, fearing the displeasure of the esteemed guests without gaining any benefits.

The young ones in the Wei Family saw this and spoke up.

"It has to be Aunt! Imposing! This crowd should’ve been chased away long ago, too annoying."

"Shh, keep it down. Aunt values etiquette the most. Though we’re annoyed, we couldn’t just drive them away, living in Yiling means we’ll inevitably bump into each other, can’t always be smiling while we chase people off."

"You’re always considering this and that, with people in Shangjing, what is there to fear!"

"Hey, who’s the person beside Aunt looking quite imposing too?"

Someone covered their mouth: "I know, it’s the second aunt."

"Huh? Second Aunt? Where did Second Aunt come from."

The Elder’s youngest grandson shouted: "Am I the only one staring at the cousin-in-law? Cousin has been supporting her all the way! Oh my, she looked at me, she even smiled at me."

Wei Zhao: ...

So noisy.

There are too many young ones in the old mansion.

He swept his gaze expressionlessly.

The crowd went silent, each person lowering their head in fear, not daring to speak again.

Only then did Wei Zhao withdraw his gaze, guiding Yu Tingwan’s head to look to the side.

Wei Zhao: "What are you looking at?"

Wei Zhao sighed: "Is that your man?"