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Chapter 1624 Not Afraid of Making Mistakes
Some saplings are blooming, while some old trees are sprouting new buds.

"Hey, I've noticed an old man always hanging around my second aunt's place, chatting happily with her. Do you think... there's something going on between them?"

The four beauties had their faces buried in their bowls, yet they still couldn't help but mutter gossip.

"You're so busy, how do you still have time to visit your second aunt?" Sanli looked at her younger sister in surprise.

"It's not far, just a few steps away. I stayed at my second aunt's for half an hour when I came back today. The old man was drinking water there, and they both seemed uncomfortable when I came in. Actually, the old man has always been there, but I didn't notice it. But in the last year or so, it's felt increasingly strange. I guess their relationship has warmed up."

"I've noticed you still have so much free time?" Yicheng frowned. "Stop being like those gossipy women, talking about other people's business all day long."

Si Mei grumbled reluctantly, "That's our second aunt. Can't I even care about her?"

"Great, that's perfect. Some people just want to meddle, they want to control this and that, they want to control everything." Old Qiao said, drinking his wine. He was always stirring up trouble and liked to give Yicheng a hard time.

"Shufang has had it tough too. Now her children are all grown up, and Zhiqiang is almost gone. It would be good for her to find a companion. Why haven't I found one? It's all because of the burden you all carried over me back then. As soon as people hear that I have a bunch of burdens like you, no one, no matter how good, would dare to stay with me."

Erqiang exclaimed, "From what you're saying, you're thinking of finding another one?"

Old Qiao glanced at Wang Yan eating, Ma Suqin holding her child, and Ma Suqin's eldest son, then at Yicheng, Erqiang, Sanli, and Simei staring intently at him, and gave a very sensible response.

"I've been living like this for so many years, drinking and playing cards every day, so why would I be looking for anything?" He took a sip of his drink, picked up some food, and seemed very casual. "I've been on unpaid leave for three years now. People's pensions are adjusted every year, so shouldn't my living expenses also increase a bit?"

Xu Funian was trembling with pride. Wearing a suit, driving a Santana, and carrying a mobile phone, he declared, "I refuse to believe he can make as much money as my children!"

When he got excited, the old man slammed his fist on the table, looking like he was determined to prove him wrong.

"Last year, the annual income of urban workers in Jiangsu Province was 2,300 yuan, which is 200 yuan a month. 200 yuan is more than enough to support a large family like ours, let alone three or four people. Now we're giving you 160 yuan a month. If you look all over Nanjing, you won't find anyone who can earn half that much. Erqiang and Simei also give you money privately. You've asked Suqin for money several times, and she's given you several hundred yuan. Don't think I don't know."

With so much money, you don't need to buy anything for the family, you don't need to worry about anything, and yet you complain about not having a hot meal, the house being cold and quiet. Wang Yan even bought a shop, planning to open a restaurant nearby. And you still say you don't have enough money? Qiao Zuwang, what exactly are you planning to do?

They unleashed their full power, showing no mercy.

Regarding Qiao Zuwang's living expenses, Qiao Yicheng had absolute control. No one would interfere or give Qiao Zuwang any undue hope.

This fixed monthly allowance certainly shouldn't be given to Qiao Zuwang in a way that spoils him; he can't be given too much. As for how much more he might ask for privately, that's another matter. But even if he does give more privately, it can't be excessive.

In other words, Ma Suqin couldn't refuse, so when her husband went to see his grandson, he took the opportunity to ask her for a kiss. As an older daughter-in-law, Ma Suqin simply couldn't refuse.

However, Old Qiao still had some sense of shame and didn't constantly ask Ma Suqin for money. If he wasn't really short of money, he wouldn't ask Ma Suqin for money; every time he did, he would be criticized, and Old Qiao couldn't stand the nagging.

On the other hand, although Old Qiao had been eyeing Wang Yan's money to buy meat since Wang Yan was a child, he had never actually asked Wang Yan for money directly, nor had he ever asked Sanli for any. In this respect, Old Qiao was quite reasonable and didn't bother Wang Yan too much.

"Did Wang Yan open the restaurant for me? It was clearly because you all thought our house was too small and the stove wasn't big enough that you opened the restaurant. Now that he's opened a restaurant, can't I, his father-in-law, go and have a hot meal? Can't I invite my friends for drinks?"

"You're downplaying the issue! Did you even eat? If you're so capable, why don't you just not eat?"

"My son-in-law owns a restaurant, why wouldn't I go? I'm going! I'm going!"

Qiao Yicheng laughed in exasperation: "Alright, stop making trouble. Anyway, it's impossible to get a raise in your allowance, so just give up on that idea. Come on, eat more meat, don't just keep picking at those two dishes in front of you."

He served food to Ma Suqin's eldest son. The child was getting older and naturally had his own thoughts, so he didn't feel much of a sense of belonging to the Qiao family. Although the Qiao family treated him well, the child was sensitive and prone to overthinking. However, his mood remained stable, and he showed no signs of resistance. He was just a little quieter around the Qiao family, which wasn't a big deal.

After all, Erqiang treated his eldest son quite well, showing no favoritism. More importantly, there was plenty of money, ensuring a balanced distribution of family resources. As for the issue of fatherly love, the eldest son didn't actually need it that much later on.

Old Joe glared at his eldest son, then turned to Si Mei and asked, "What did you say that old man did before? How many children does he have?"

The topic shifted so smoothly that everyone was already used to it and didn't react in any particular way...

"I used to be a teacher, and I had four children..."

At a construction site near Sha Mao Lane, Qi Weimin spoke with a hint of helplessness about the old man's situation, "Our house is in complete chaos right now. You have so much free time, not even going to school, having so much work to do, and instead running around here watching renovations."

"I designed the renovation myself, and I selected all the materials. To be honest, I put in more effort than I would at the company. I have to come and check on it often."

Wang Yan chuckled, "So what's your opinion?"

“My mom has it tough too. All three of us siblings have things to do, and the other two don’t come home for ten days or half a month at a time. She has no one to talk to, and her days are so boring. I can understand that she wants someone who cares about her and can talk to her and look after her. But Weiyi and Xiaoya disagree. You didn’t see it, but if I hadn’t stopped her, Weiyi would have hit that Uncle Ma.”

Qi Weimin sighed as he talked about this, because his mother's old tree had sprouted new buds, and the house was in complete chaos. Relatives and neighbors had all heard about it and were watching the spectacle, which gave him a terrible headache.

“Many people have found companions these past few years, it’s no big deal.” Wang Yan patted Qi Weimin’s arm. “There’s no need to worry about what others will say, it’s your own life.”

So you support it too?

"What are you saying? I have no right to object to my second aunt's affairs."

"That's fantastic! You're incredibly powerful; you could even be the head of our household. If you support us, Weiyi and Xiaoya certainly won't have anything to say."

In a sense, Qi Weimin was right, because both Qi Weiyi and Qi Xiaoya worked at JueWei.

Although their aunt and Qi Weimin strongly opposed their going to work for the company, the two of them had a big argument with their family and insisted on going to work at Juewei. They were both in leadership positions with good incomes. Of course, they didn't act arrogantly; Wang Yan had communicated with them beforehand.

Wang Yan's intimidating presence was undeniable; even if the two harbored such intentions, they would absolutely not dare to cause him trouble. They might gradually lose themselves in the process of working, but they also periodically regained their composure. After all, there was a big gathering to attend, and they were just there for the meal. Wang Yan asked them a few simple questions about work, and they immediately became obedient, their eyes clearing.

"Then Weiyi and Xiaoya will probably say bad things about me."

“They wouldn’t dare. They’re like mice before a cat when they see you. Your words carry far more weight than mine, the older brother. You have a greater deterrent effect.”

"I'm the boss."

"It's not just about the boss; it's more about your past achievements, which put a lot of pressure on them." Wang Yan shook his head with a laugh: "You make it sound like I'm a thug. Don't you know how upright I am?"

"Hey, speaking of being decent, didn't you say you had a girlfriend when we were eating last time? How's that going now?"

"What do you think?"

"Where can I go to find a place to go?" Qi Weimin shook his head.

Wang Yan turned around, went into the car, took out a newspaper, and pointed to a section of it, saying, "Take a look."

"Reporter Qiao Yicheng? What happened?"

"Look at this newspaper, is it even compatible with Qiao Yicheng's work?"

"Isn't he from Jinling TV? Oh... his name is Ye Xiaolang, right?" Qi Weimin grinned. "I knew his name looked familiar. Is he helping his girlfriend with her homework?"

"I don't think so. If his name appears in other organizations, what will his own superiors and colleagues think?"

Qi Weimin let out another long "Oh": "I remember now, Song Qingyuan mentioned Ye Xiaolang with some resentment before. At the time, I thought he was unhappy because he had tricked them with the microphone cover and was being prejudiced. If what you said is true, then Ye Xiaolang has a problem with his character."

"Who knows? Song Qingyuan is treating us to dinner tonight, we can ask him then."

"They didn't contact me, so I guess I won't go."

"Didn't I inform you?" Wang Yan waved his hand.

"Found another good restaurant?" Qi Weimin asked with a smile.

In the past two years, Song Qingyuan has treated many guests, always to restaurants with good cooking skills. Song Qingyuan has many friends, loves to eat, has little ambition, and is quite idle. When he has nothing to do, he spends his time taking photos with his camera and looking for good restaurants.

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "They say it's a newly opened Sichuan restaurant, and it's quite authentic. That's really good. It's drizzling today, so eating something spicy to warm up will make it more comfortable."

Without a doubt, Ye Xiaolang was not a good match. He was a vain, materialistic, and scheming person who was obsessed with going abroad.

As for being scheming, it's hard to imagine that she came from a poor family that favored sons over daughters, was bad at housework, and couldn't cook. It's highly likely that she did it on purpose. Once she showed this, and showed no intention of learning, the task naturally fell to Qiao Yicheng.

Of course, if we're really talking about who's worse than the gold diggers who came later, Ye Xiaolang could be considered a good person.

But regardless, Wang Yan still had to say what needed to be said...

"I know, she didn't steal my manuscript."

In response to Wang Yan and Qi Weimin's questions, Qiao Yicheng gave the following answer.

Qi Weimin couldn't bear to look: "Don't you want to see Lao Song's expression before you speak?"

Qiao Yicheng looked over with murderous intent and saw Song Qingyuan shaking his leg and making faces.

"What are you pretending for?"

Song Qingyuan didn't care about him and blurted it out, "She stole Qiao Yicheng's manuscript and even gave Yicheng the title of editor. It would have been better if she hadn't given it to him. After she did, Qiao Yicheng was scolded for a long time, and his colleagues didn't give him any nice looks. Even your position as the big boss's brother-in-law is no longer effective."

He's the idiot, making excuses for Ye Xiaolang, saying he had no choice, it wasn't intentional. Bullshit! Utter nonsense! I saw the manuscript, it's almost identical, just a few words changed. Qiao Yicheng said it was taken with a camera…”

"okay!"

"What do you mean 'okay'? Wasn't she doing it on purpose when she took the picture? Wasn't she doing it on purpose when she handed it over? You're just bewitched by her and believe all the nonsense she says."

"I said that's enough!" Qiao Yicheng shouted even louder to stop him.

Song Qingyuan shrugged at Wang Yan and Qiao Yicheng, his face saying, "Look at him, he's like this as soon as you talk to him, there's really nothing we can do about him."

Wang Yan chuckled as he poured Qiao Yicheng a drink: "I was originally going to say a few words to advise you to be cautious. But since you're so determined, I won't say anything more. Come on, brother, let's drink!"

“No, Wang Yan, I really think we need to be cautious,” Song Qingyuan said.

Qi Weimin said, "Since Yi Cheng has taken a liking to it, what else is there to say? Let's drink."

Song Qingyuan raised his glass: "Did you understand, Qiao Yicheng? Wang Yan and Qi Weimin don't think highly of you. As for you... well, it's not a big deal if you suffer a loss or get cheated. You'll understand later. Come on, let's drink."

Qiao Yicheng understood what Song Qingyuan meant, and he said, "She doesn't know about our family's situation yet."

Song Qingyuan laughed heartily, saying nothing, and scoffed at Qiao Yicheng's words. Wang Yan and Qi Weimin also remained silent, raising their glasses to drink.

Qiao Yicheng, on the contrary, was unhappy: "You don't believe me?"

Qi Weimin said, "Whether you believe it or not is meaningless. You'll find out sooner or later. We'll only be able to explain what kind of person someone is later."

Song Qingyuan gloated: "Anyway, your brother-in-law is here, so nothing will happen. Just do as you please. I'm telling you, you'll be in for a lot of trouble later."

"Alright, alright, stop talking. Ultimately, it's up to you, brother, to figure things out. We can't be so definitive. Brother Weimin is right, it mainly depends on how you get along in the future. Let's drink."

So Wang Yan, Qi Weimin, and Song Qingyuan ate and drank happily, having a great time.

The only one who's unhappy is Qiao Yicheng; his true love has been rejected.

But no one paid him any attention, because Song Qingyuan was right; Qiao Yicheng wasn't afraid of being wrong...

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