Tangling with the Western Commander - Chapter 323

Chapter 323: Chapter 320: Bumping into the Daughter-in-law Chapter 323: Chapter 320: Bumping into the Daughter-in-law Marry her, don’t wait any longer, immediately bring her into the family!

There’s already a child.

The matter is set in stone! There’s no need for her to hide it any longer.

As these words were uttered, everyone was stunned: “…”

…

Lu Xiao’s mother, who had long been eager for grandchildren, took it to mean that Wen Xian was pregnant.

She was so excited she couldn’t contain herself and hurried to find her husband.

Lu Xiao’s father was in the study drinking tea with friends. Seeing his wife burst in without even knocking, he was somewhat taken aback.

However, as she leaned in to whisper a few words in his ear, Lu Xiao’s father was also shaken to the core.

His pupils contracted sharply.

As he was about to speak, he found himself at a loss for words and ended up cursing under his breath,
“This little rascal! To think he would–before the marriage”
“Tsk! Why mention that? If our son wasn’t capable, you wouldn’t be dreaming of holding a grandson. The priority now is we must quickly start making arrangements for the wedding! We must not let Xiaowen be aggrieved, we’ll marry her into the family with all due honor!”

Indeed.

In Lu Xiao’s mother’s eyes, if people treated each other with a sincere heart, where would there be so many mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problems?

It was simply too much scheming that made people lose heart.

When she married Lu Xiao’s father, their mothers treated her exceptionally well.

They didn’t interfere in their married life and were more concerned about her than their son. Considering her as their own, she naturally treated them as her real mother.

Therefore, throughout the many years of marriage to Lu Xiao’s father, their life had always been harmonious and happy.

Only, having a son like Lu Xiao, so silent and reticent, she felt it was beyond comprehension.

…

…

One Leaf Tea Source Business Club.

A sedan slowly stopped at a secluded club.

A waiter came up to open the car door, hand against the door frame, as a long-haired woman stepped out from inside.

She wore sunglasses and a duckbill cap, wrapped in a coat and wearing leather boots, and went straight inside.

Accompanying her were people such as the director Li Xun and others.

These were the central figures of the film crew, but Cheng Dongyuan was absent, as work in Qinghai was still wrapping up. He was responsible for the final supervision, ensuring everything was correct before leaving Qinghai with the others.

“Wen Xian, they’re from the Film Bureau, mostly acquaintances. This is the Beijing Community, and it’s customary to meet them when you come,” said Li Xun, walking beside her.

Seeing that Wen Xian didn’t look very well, he was somewhat worried that she didn’t want to attend such events.

But there was no helping it; the more influential one was, the more certain places required caution, after all, this was their territory.

Wen Xian nodded slightly, responding faintly,
“I understand all that.”

She often greeted these people and knew what should and should not be said, even though not everyone was good-natured.

The setting was tranquil and elegant, making it the preferred choice for business meetings and social gatherings.

It was hard to secure a spot, and the visitors were mostly dignitaries or important figures.

And not long after they made their grand entrance,
Two more cars slowly emerged from a small path within the bamboo forest.

As the first car stopped,
The driver immediately got out to open the doors for the two passengers in the back seats.

“Mr. Lu, we’ve arrived, Mrs. Lu, please take your time,” he said.

The couple that got out of the back seat were middle-aged. The man was dressed in formal attire, and the woman was wearing an elegant cheongsam covered by a tightly buttoned coat.

They were there today to discuss the Lu Family’s marriage matters with family friends at a gathering.

That’s when,
A man hurriedly walked out of the Tea Garden Club; he was the owner of the place.

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