"Song Yuwei, it's not that I look down on your family. Your husband wearing clothes that cost just nineteen yuan is one thing, but this suit you're wearing, it must have cost just a few hundred yuan, right?" Song Yuzhe laughed heartily, "To wear such a low-end suit out in public. See this suit I'm wearing? Armani, do you know how much it costs?"
Speaking of which, Song Yuzhe held up his fingers and waved them in front of Qin Han and Song Yuwei's eyes, "Twenty thousand!"
Song Yuwei bit her lip, indeed, the clothes she was wearing cost three hundred yuan. A suit costing twenty thousand yuan was something she didn't even dare to think about.
Song Yuwei felt like everyone was watching her family's embarrassment, and her stunning face was filled with awkwardness.
The little one looked at Song Yuzhe with eyes full of fear.
Qin Han gently patted the little one's back, holding her tightly, and he felt very distressed seeing the mother and daughter like this.
After a moment's hesitation, Qin Han suddenly stood up. He decided that it was time to do something to help Song Yuwei take control of the Song family, starting from this moment.
Putting the little one into Song Yuwei's arms, Qin Han touched Song Yuzhe's clothes.
"Are you crazy!" Song Yuzhe exploded in anger, "This suit isn't for you to touch!"
Qin Han showed a slight smile, "I think this suit doesn't quite suit you! With your status as the eldest son of the Song family, wearing a suit worth just a few thousand yuan doesn't match your 'imposing presence.' Although this Armani imitation of yours is indeed very convincing, there are still flaws in the details."
"The buttonholes on an Armani suit are cut first then sewn around the edges, which means the buttonholes won't have any frays or loose threads, clean. Everything else about your suit is quite good, it's just this detail that isn't perfect. But, it wouldn't be possible to buy one without spending a few thousand."
Qin Han spoke with a smile, his voice not loud, but it resonated throughout the room!
Silence! Utter silence!
Everyone was stunned, these words had actually come from Qin Han!
Song Yuwei couldn't help but glance at Qin Han. After three years of marriage, she suddenly felt for the first time that her utterly useless husband had something manly about him. But how did Qin Han know all these details? This kind of knowledge about the authenticity of Armani buttons is not something that people who don't wear them often would know, right?
Upon thinking carefully, Song Yuwei concluded that he must have sneakily researched online yesterday!
"You're talking complete nonsense!" Song Yuzhe, red-faced with shame and anger, shouted at Qin Han.
"Slap!"
An unexpected slap landed on Qin Han's face!
The slap was heavy, and for a moment, the entire hall fell into silence, leaving everyone stunned.
Song Yuwei looked up in horror to see that it was the Family Head, her stepmother, Lu Huixi, who had slapped Qin Han.
"Qin Han, what nonsense are you spouting here? Apologize to Yu Zhe right now!" Lu Huixi said coldly.
"Mom... please... don't be like this," Song Yuwei quickly got up and walked over to stop Lu Huixi, speaking timidly.
Although she felt disappointed in Qin Han, he was, after all, defending her honor.
Qin Han covered his face, a red palm print was clearly visible. Yet, there was a slight smile on his face.
He knew how afraid Song Yuwei was of her stepmother, and her taking a stand for him showed that her attitude towards him was slowly starting to change.
"Grandma! Please don't hit Daddy, okay?" the little one timidly said to Lu Huixi.
"What did you call him?" Lu Huixi looked at Diudiu in surprise.
"Daddy!" Diudiu said in a babyish voice. Although there was still fear of Lu Huixi in her tone, one could hear the firmness in it.
Qin Han laughed. Children were the easiest to satisfy; she had begun to lean towards him after just two days of interaction.
"You actually called this good-for-nothing dad?" Lu Huixi's eyes were full of astonishment as she incredulously looked from Diudiu to Qin Han.
She suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahaha! That's hilarious!"
"Song Yuwei, you really are... I never expected that with the marriage proposal I arranged for you, your child has already started calling this good-for-nothing dad."
"Mom, you know, fish find fish, shrimp find shrimp, toads find frogs; they are naturally a match! And this little bastard, this family of three really makes a full set!" Song Yuzhe added his commentary from the side.
Song Yuwei bit her lip tightly, striving to keep the tears in her eyes from falling.
Qin Han was about to speak, but Song Yuwei stopped him with a look that pleaded for him to cease talking.
She was afraid, afraid that Qin Han would, like before, grovel before Song Yuzhe, only to end up facing even harsher ridicule. She could never forget, the day last year, when Qin Han, for a thousand yuan, knelt like a dog before Song Yuzhe.
Even though today he had spoken out for her, she was more afraid that Qin Han was doing it to catch Song Yuzhe's attention because she knew that for the right amount of money, something to gamble with, Qin Han could do anything.
She didn't care anymore, but what about Diudiu?
As Diudiu grew up, she would live forever in these humiliations.
Qin Han could only helplessly shake his head and quietly return to his seat, but Song Yuzhe had no intention of letting Qin Han off. He wanted Qin Han to pay a price for just having said his clothes were counterfeits.
"Qin Han, you've improved a lot this year, even learning to identify Armani, although you're not quite expert yet. If you kneel down today, bark like a dog, say that you're useless, and your wife and daughter are bastards, I'll give you this Armani! Then even if you sell it as a knockoff, you can make a few thousand yuan."
Song Yuzhe coaxed Qin Han seductively, thinking that like before, Qin Han would fawn over him for a few thousand yuan, just as he had not dared to speak when his own mother had slapped him earlier.
A good-for-nothing is always a good-for-nothing!
"Exactly, how could Young Master Song ever buy a fake? This good-for-nothing is just trying to get Young Master Song's attention," someone else chimed in.
"A good-for-nothing who knows Armani, that's laughable!"
"Stop pretending, just kneel down quickly for Young Master Song, grab the money, and go gamble!"
"Who knows how long Song Yuwei has been coaching him behind the scenes to memorize this stuff, it seems they really put in an effort for the money."
"Ah, some people are just never satisfied, thinking that being an adopted daughter to the Song family means they won't have to worry about food or clothing."
"Right, not realizing it was just a moment of compassion by the Family Head."
Seeing Lu Huixi come out in support of Song Yuzhe, some younger members of the Song family started continuously flattering Song Yuzhe while mocking Qin Han's family.
"Mom, please, you know I never thought of relying on the Song family for an easy life. We've already endured enough humiliation; we just want to live a peaceful life, please don't torture me anymore." Song Yuwei, unable to endure the mockery and verbal abuse from those around her any longer, tearfully pleaded with Lu Huixi.
Qin Han watched all this coolly, intending today to teach Song Yuwei a lesson: that groveling was utterly useless; one must overpower one's enemies!