Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 179 The Tough Zhou Qingyuan_1

The so-called prestigious family is most significant with the character "世", which means "generation".

In old times, only those families who were distinguished generation after generation had the right to be called prestigious. Later, even though the noble class vanished on the surface, the character "世" became synonymous with inheritance.

For example, the embroidery prestigious family, martial arts prestigious family, and jade ware prestigious family belong to the craftsmen’s heritage.

There is another kind of prestigious family, which does not pass down any particular skills but rather inheritance of experience, knowledge, wealth, and connections, and it is easy for them to produce high-ranking officials and nobles, whose status can naturally be passed down from one generation to the next.

The Northern Dian Zhuang Family is such a large clan.

While their wealth may not match that of Zhou Jicang and Duan Hongqing, their power and strength could make both old men bow down and pledge allegiance when combined.

Simply put, if you magnify the common clan power from the countryside by thousands or tens of thousands of times, you get a prestigious family.

Therefore, without needing Ding Jianwei to say it, Xiao Ming also understood the reasoning behind thinking thrice before acting.

Luckily, Zhuang Wending preferred the identity of a noble gentleman’s son and sending someone to make demands first may seem like courtesy before force, but in reality, it was born out of the arrogance of the nobility.

What I want, I simply tell you, and you better deliver it obediently; otherwise, it is like you are asking to disgrunt as you deserve to be put in your place.

If it were some street ruffian harassing Jiang Xue, Xiao Ming would not have stayed this composed and would have already charged over to wreak havoc a long time ago.

Of course, since it concerns his beloved wife, he couldn’t be completely at ease, so after finishing his conversation with Ding Jianwei, he immediately dialed Jiang Xue’s number.

"What’s up, hubby, something happened?"

Jiang Xue’s voice had no trace of anything unusual, and there were bursts of renovation noises in the background.

Xiao Ming silently sighed in relief and said softly, "Nothing’s wrong, I just suddenly missed you. Can you take half a day off so we can go on a date and shop?" freēwēbnovel.com

Jiang Xue laughed, "You always come up with things on a whim, treating everyone as if they can just get busy or relax whenever they like, just like you do?"

"Come on, please! The client hasn’t set a strict deadline anyway; stopping for half a day won’t affect much, right?"

Xiao Ming pinched his throat, imitating a coquettish tone, causing Jiang Xue to cringe with goosebumps.

"Alright, alright, I agree, now shut up, you’re grossing me out!"

"Hehe, then let’s agree on a place to meet."

"Hmm, it’s almost noon; let’s meet at the pizza place at twelve o’clock.

Let’s get one thing straight, since you’re the one who wants to go shopping, you’re not allowed to start complaining about being tired like a pesky dog."

"Don’t worry, babe, today I’m just your shelf and little cart, my mouth won’t be good for anything except for complimenting and kissing you."

After hanging up, Xiao Ming checked the time; it was just eleven o’clock, so he sat down on the sofa and silently smoked.

He was mentally prepared to meet with a prestigious family.

Because to climb upwards, to seize control of the power to command the world, one inevitably has to come into contact with layers upon layers of power owners.

He just hadn’t expected it to come this fast.

His career had just started, and the foundation was not yet fully laid; even if a higher level of power was simply handed to him, he wouldn’t be able to handle it, let alone fight for it.

In other words, this short confrontation with the Zhuang Family is about winning without being too concerned about the outcome.

After about twenty minutes, Zhou Jicang and Zhou Qingyuan arrived together.

"Dad! Dad, save me..."

Zhou Fangjing was already lying in a pool of blood, and his cries for help were weak.

"Disobedient child! It would be peaceful if you died!"

While cursing through gritted teeth, Zhou Jicang bent down to Xiao Ming.

"Mr. Xiao, I know your respect for me has nothing to do with my wealth or status, so now, standing before you is just a father.

I beg you, for the sake of my old age and frailty, please spare my wayward son.

I promise you, once he recovers, he will be sent back to our hometown to watch over the ancestral shrine and will never be allowed to leave for the rest of his life!"

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Xiao Ming hadn’t reacted yet, but Zhou Qingyuan was already startled.

"Even if you care deeply for Zhou Fangjing, he is merely an adopted son, who has no right to compel you to beg with your dignity at stake. Our Zhou Family’s ancestral hall shall never permit such haphazard bloodlines to come near!"

As she spoke, the girl turned her cold gaze toward Zhou Fangjing, "He has done wrong and rightfully deserves punishment.

Xiao Ming, I’m going to castrate him and then throw him back to his old home. Do you think that’s acceptable?"

"No!"

Zhou Jicang loudly objected, "You can’t do that!"

"Why not?" Zhou Qingyuan became furious, "He’s just a child of the main family, and he’s even dangerous to others, hardly worth mourning if he dies!

Why do you care about him so much?"

Zhou Jicang’s lips trembled, "Because... because..."

"Because Zhou Fangjing is Sir Zhou’s biological son, your half-brother from the same father," Xiao Ming answered.

Zhou Qingyuan’s eyes widened, filled with disbelief, "Dad, is what Xiao Ming said... true?"

Zhou Jicang heaved a long sigh, his face twisted in pain.

"When I was young, I had a partner. After going to the city to work and losing contact for over two years, I went back home, only to find she was married and the child was already born.

I was angry, and just then someone introduced me to your mother, so out of spite, I married her and left my home, and didn’t return for more than a decade.

It wasn’t until you grew up, and I took you back home for ancestral worship, that I discovered that the relative had passed away in an accident, and Fangjing’s mother was also suffering from an incurable disease.

Only when she was on her deathbed did she tell me, she found out she was pregnant shortly after I left for the city.

Unable to reach me, and with my parents worried about being the talk of the village, they forced her to marry someone else.

Fang Jing is the son she and I had together.

Why do I care about him so much? Because I, your father, feel guilty!"

A tale of mistakes and misunderstandings may sound simple, but only those involved truly understand all its nuances.

Zhou Jicang, now over fifty, with tears streaking down his face, was truly a pitiable sight.

Zhou Qingyuan never imagined that her adoptive brother would suddenly turn out to be her blood brother; her face went from pale to flush with disbelief. She suddenly bit her lip, grabbed the stainless steel leg of the original glass coffee table, and smashed it viciously on Zhou Fangjing’s left knee.

"Ah..."

The scream from Zhou Fangjing was so feeble, accompanied by tears streaming down.

"Qing Yuan, what are you doing?" Zhou Jicang was startled.

Zhou Qingyuan turned around fiercely, her eyes bloodshot, "This leg, don’t ever let it heal!"

Then, she dropped the steel pipe and looked to Xiao Ming, "No matter what he did wrong, he is my brother, my father’s son.

Now, I’ve given you a leg, and I’ll bow down to you. If you’re still not satisfied, then let’s just part ways!"

Having said this, her knees bent, ready to kneel on the shattered glass on the ground.

Xiao Ming, of course, wouldn’t let her truly kneel down and reached out to support her, sighing, "Let’s do as Sir Zhou wishes. He should never be allowed to return."

Zhou Qingyuan finally couldn’t keep up her tough facade and pouted, aggrieved, "Xiao Ming, brother..."

Xiao Ming flicked her forehead, "Call me uncle!"

Meanwhile, Zhou Jicang took a deep breath and bowed toward Xiao Ming, "Thank you! Regarding your spouse, I’ve already called Zhuang Wending’s father on the way here.

He has promised me he will properly discipline his son, so rest assured..."

"What? Why didn’t you say so earlier!"

Xiao Ming was shocked and pushed Zhou Qingyuan away, rushing out like the wind.

Zhou Qingyuan was puzzled, "Dad, what’s gotten into him?"

Zhou Jicang furrowed his brows in thought for a moment, then suddenly his eyes widened in annoyance, pounding his hand, "Damn it! I was so preoccupied with Fang Jing that I failed to realize I shouldn’t have made that call!

Zhuang Wending is extremely arrogant, full of contempt for others, and respects no one but his grandfather, Zhuang Luonian.

If his father doesn’t chastise him, it might be fine, but if he does, it will surely incite his rebelliousness, and he’s likely gone to find Xiao Ming’s wife by now!"