Pampered by the Rich: Wife Smashes Him on the Head

Chapter 191 The Mala Tang is Gone

Chapter 191 The Mala Tang is Gone

"Afterwards." Rong Changqing said this and then discussed with Lu Qianqian how to have fun today, what to eat for lunch and dinner. He was practically the perfect husband.

Soon another car returned, and the chubby boy waved his hands happily, about to greet it, but then he saw Xiao Chengcheng coming out with an aunt and became a little stunned.

"This is Aunt Lan Hua." Xiao Chengcheng walked behind the chubby boy and helped push his wheelchair.

Aunt Lan Hua looked at the chubby little boy and asked with a smile, "And who is this?"

"Hello, I'm Peng Ziqian, the son of my godparents." The chubby boy introduced himself very politely.

"..." Aunt Lan Hua's smile froze. What did she mean by "godfather and godmother's son"? Did he have biological parents?

“Aunt Lan Hua,” Rong Changqing said slowly, “Now that you’re here, let me tell you about the rules of Imperial Palace No. 8. Qianqian is the mistress of the house, Zhecheng and Ziqian are my sons, and everyone else is my close friend. I hope you will treat everyone the same. If you can’t stay here, you can go back anytime.”

Aunt Lan Hua immediately and cautiously said yes, and then took Xiao Chengcheng to his room to pack his things.

Lu Qianqian felt terrible, but she couldn't say anything. Ever since Jiuwan left, Xiao Chengcheng's attitude towards her had clearly changed, and now he was even forcibly demanding that she get a divorce.

He sighed, feeling troubled.

"If you're unhappy, shall I take you out for some fun?" Rong Changqing suggested, noticing her displeasure at a glance.

Lu Qianqian shook her head and said, "Who runs away when trouble comes? Christmas is coming soon, and I still need to think about what gifts to prepare for you."

Rong Changqing became interested: "Oh? What are you going to give me?"

How would I know?

Lu Qianqian inwardly scoffed, but since she hadn't decided yet, she could only say perfunctorily, "You'll find out when the time comes, won't you?"

"Alright." Rong Changqing didn't ask any further questions, but instead said, "I've also prepared a gift for you."

Lu Qianqian was overjoyed and casually asked, "What is it?"

Rong Changqing said mysteriously, "I won't tell you yet."

Lu Qianqian: "..."

"Madam," Qi Tiao said as he came out of the kitchen, "Attorney Zhang is treating us to dinner tonight."

"At home?" Lu Qianqian asked, puzzled. "Didn't his parents go back home a while ago?"

Seven shook their heads: "It's said that Ran Wenqi cooked and invited everyone to eat together to express her gratitude to Attorney Zhang for his help."

"What does that have to do with us?" Thank you Zhang Liangzhi, why do we still need to call them?

In response, Shichijo said he was also unaware of the matter.

Lu Qianqian turned to Rong Changqing and asked, "Shall we go eat?"

"Go ahead, we're all just getting a free meal anyway, the more people the better," Rong Changqing said.

Seeing this, Lu Qianqian could only nod: "Alright then, Qitiao, go over there and tell her that there are... 9 people in our family."

What a huge crowd of people eating.

“No, there are only seven,” Rong Changqing said. “Aunt Lanhua and Zhecheng will stay at home.”

Xiao Chengcheng stared wide-eyed. Why?

Rong Changqing said, "Since the old lady sent Aunt Lanhua over, she will naturally take care of your food, clothing, and lodging. You can cook at home."

Xiao Chengcheng was very disappointed and turned to look at Aunt Lanhua.

Aunt Lan Hua wasn't angry at all: "Young Master, you should eat out less often. Who knows if the vegetables they buy or the oil they use are healthy and nutritious? Let's just let it go today. I'll start cooking for you from tomorrow."

Rong Changqing waved his hand: "No need, just make it for Zhecheng."

Then he took Lu Qianqian and the little fat boy for a walk around the neighborhood, claiming he didn't want to stay at home.

Feeling abandoned, Xiao Chengcheng turned around and went upstairs to play video games.

Aunt Lan Hua didn't care whether Rong Changqing was happy or not. She spent the whole afternoon replacing everything in the kitchen.

We switched from Golden Dragon cooking oil to rice bran oil, and the rice was replaced with organic rice. All the vegetables are now sourced daily from the Rong family's preferred suppliers. Eating healthily is essential for good health.

Lu Qianqian wants to be the Rong family's granddaughter-in-law, but she doesn't even understand this basic principle. Really.

He immediately found a notebook, made a note of it, and went back to show it to the old lady.

Xiao Chengcheng was still in his room thinking about how to get Lu Qianqian to divorce him. He wanted to ask his dad in the game for advice, but the guy hadn't logged on for the whole afternoon. He was so annoyed.

She wanted to text Lu Qianqian, but she was afraid that such a message would easily leave evidence for her great-grandmother to find out.

It really troubled her.

I returned from having dinner at Villa No. 9 next door at 10 p.m.

Rong Changqing brought Lu Qianqian back and happened to run into Aunt Lanhua in the living room.

There seems to be a slight change inside the room.

There were some flowers on the coffee table, and some jasmine fragrance was also added. The photos in the living room had been replaced with a kind headshot of Grandma Rong. The orange cat was locked in a cage, and the spicy hot pot was nowhere to be seen.

Seven emerged from the kitchen, her face icy cold. Unafraid of Aunt Orchid, she confronted her directly: "Did you mess with my kitchen?"

Aunt Lan Hua nodded: "Yes, the previous stuff was all unhealthy, so I threw it all away and bought a new one."

Seven clenched her fists: "I have no problem with replacing the rice, oil, salt, and vinegar, but what about the pudding, milk tea, and cookies I made?"

Aunt Lan Hua replied, "I checked those, and the origin of the ingredients is unclear. How could I let the second young master and the young master eat them? So I threw them away."

Seven cursed under his breath and lunged at the person, but was stopped by the whiteboard and forcibly dragged back to the room.

Aunt Lanhua was so frightened that goosebumps rose all over her body: "Why is this girl so irritable? Can someone like this work as a service worker at home?"

What if I hit the young master that day?

After all, if it's written down in a notebook, it can be reported to the old lady when we get back, saying that Lu Qianqian condoned the hot-tempered waiter bullying the young master.

Rong Changqing said coldly, "Qitiao is not a nanny. I have said that everyone in the house is treated equally."

"But Second Young Master..."

"If you're unhappy, you can go back. Don't touch the kitchen anymore. If you want to cook, use your own things." Rong Changqing's voice grew colder and colder, and his attitude was very clear.

Obviously, they're not giving you any room to negotiate.

Aunt Lanhua could only nod.

Just then, a scream came from the nearby toilet: "Ah..."

Lu Qianqian's heart tightened immediately: "It's Little Fatty."

Before she could finish speaking, the person rushed inside, and upon seeing the scene before them, let out a scream: "Ah..."

"Qianqian." Rong Changqing quickly followed. Everyone gathered around, and what they saw the next second left them all stunned.

Inside the bathroom, a basin of steaming hot water contained a piece of spicy hot pot that had already been gutted.