"You worthless scoundrel! I haven't even started settling accounts with you! How dare you auction off Qianyi while I was away! Is that something a father would do? I swear, it's like your brain's been clouded with lard!"
Yan Laofuren's cane struck Yan Hong's chest again and again.
It hurt, but Yan Hong didn't dare grab the cane. He could only retreat, trying to dodge the blows.
"Mother, please don't make it sound so bad. I was simply arranging a marriage for Qianyi! At the time, we didn't know she would wake up. As a vegetative person, being able to marry and have children is not necessarily a bad thing!"
"Bad thing? You publicly revealed her fertility status as S-class. Do you even realize how much danger that brings her?"
Yan Hong quickly explained, "The guests that night were all from wealthy and influential families, each capable of protecting Qianyi. Besides, they all signed confidentiality agreements. Mother, I did all of this for the sake of the Yan family! Without that dowry, we would have been ruined!"
"And you think that makes it right?"
Furious, Yan Laofuren struck harder, knocking Yan Hong back onto the sofa with her cane.
"When the Yan family was in your grandfather's and father's hands, we were prosperous! Now look at you—utter incompetence! You useless fool! When Qianyi's mother was still alive, at least she could keep you in line. Now that she's gone, all you can think to do is sell off your daughter! What's next, selling me when you're in a tight spot?"
After speaking, Yan Laofuren raised her cane, preparing to strike Yan Hong again.
Han Yarong quickly knelt down, clutching Yan Laofuren's legs, begging for mercy.
"Mother, please don't hit him. I'm begging you. He's been under so much stress with the company's problems lately. He's lost weight from worrying."
Yan Laofuren cast a cold glance at Yan Hong, "Really? He seems to have kept his layers of fat quite well."
Yan Hong, rubbing his aching chest, said, "Mother, I admit I mishandled things. But blaming me now won't help! Think about it—Qianyi marrying into the Mu family is far better than marrying some poor boy who can't protect her. In fact, across our entire capital star, or even the entire Galactic Federation, how many girls would give anything to marry into the Mu family? Qianyi has been in a coma for two years, her education has fallen behind, and she can't get into the Federation Military Academy. Marrying into the Mu family is the best path for her, and for our Yan family as well! Wasn't your marriage to my father also arranged between families?"
Yan Laofuren angrily threw down her cane.
If she still had the temper she did in her youth, she would've broken her worthless son's leg tonight!
She sat back down, glaring at Yan Hong with lingering frustration, "I've been cleaning up your messes all your life!"
"So… does that mean you agree to let Qianyi marry into the Mu family?" Yan Hong asked cautiously.
"Of course! You've already taken the money. How could she not marry? Qianyi is part of the Yan family; it's only right that she contributes. Tonight, I will make sure she leaves that boy."
Yan Laofuren, ever shrewd, knew full well that Qianyi marrying into the Mu family benefited everyone.
She was simply dissatisfied with her son's method of arranging the marriage.
Her earlier suggestion to restore Qianyi's engagement to Qu Yang had merely been words spoken in anger.
Hearing her approval, Yan Hong and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief, immediately offering tea and trying to appease her.
Meanwhile, after the call ended, Mu Yunlie asked Yan Qianyi, "Who was that? Who dared speak to my wife so harshly?"
(End of Chapter)