After Dressing Up As a Little Fulang

Finally, Old Madam Zang took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and calmed down for a while before saying, “I understand. You can go down first!”

Zang Ya raised his head and looked at Old Madam Zang, who appeared a little older in front of him. He saluted her, turned around, and left neatly.

Song Wanwan was stunned as she watched from the side. She had come there to seek justice for herself and regain some benefits, but when Zang Ya arrived, he was let go after just a few words. How could she be willing to accept that?

Feeling anxious, Song Wanwan turned to look at Old Madam Zang and opened her mouth in panic, “Auntie!”

Old Madam Zang raised her hand to stop what she was going to say next and whispered, “You have been wronged today, but you have also seen that my grandson is a demon king, and I could do nothing with him. My good niece, please forgive him this time for Grandma’s sake. Don’t worry; Grandma will not wrong you.”

Song Wanwan’s face was full of disbelief. She opened her mouth to say something, but Old Madam Zang did not give her that chance. She simply told her that she was tired and asked Song Wanwan to go back first, as she needed to rest.

Song Wanwan was sent out by the people around Old Madam Zang, and a lot of things were taken away with her.

When she was sent to the door and was about to be taken back in the sedan, Song Wanwan glared at the door plaque fiercely, feeling aggrieved, angry, and a bit resentful, and finally left with tears in her eyes.

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When Grandma Hua had sent Song Wanwan away came back, Old Madam Zang was laying on the couch with her eyes closed, allowing the little maid to massage her head.

Grandma Hua went over and recounted to the old lady the scene when Song Wanwan left.

Old Madam Zang opened her eyes, let out a long sigh, and then said, “Today’s matter has indeed wronged this child. It is normal for her to complain. But, Jianjia, tell me, if I am not here now, what should the Song family do?”

She would be able to punish Zang Ya just now, because she was Zang Ya’s grandmother; even if she punished Zang Ya, no one would say anything.

But what would happen after the punishment?

Old Madam Zang was suddenly shocked when she met Zang Ya’s eyes. Compared to his father, Zang Ya was perhaps the one who inherited the most characteristics of the Zang family.

At the moment, Zang Ya was still young, so his thoughts could still be revealed. But when he grew up, learned more things, and his emotions were no longer so apparent, how could she control and influence his behaviour?

She always had to stay ahead of Zang Ya. If, by then, she was gone, and Zang Ya thought of today’s humiliation again, and continued to take revenge on the Song family, how would the Song family deal with it?

It was also at that moment, after Zang Ya said those words, that Old Madam Zang suddenly realized the truth. She never thought that Zang Ya wouldn’t have some family affection for her Song family, it was just a bunch of outsiders in his eyes.

Jianjia was the name the old lady had used to call Grandma Hua when they were still in the Song family. Ever since Old Madam Zang became an old madam of the Zang family; Grandma Hua became a respected figure and she hadn’t been called that name for a long time.

Immediately, Grandma Hua waved away the maids on the left and right and came to Old Madam Zang. She replaced the maid who had just massaged her and gently began to massage her head. While massaging, she said, “Old Madam, what’s going on? At this point, it is impossible to pressure the young master to get close to the Song family. In this case, it is better to find a reliable way, which may save the Song family for a hundred years.”

Old Madam Zang opened her eyes and turned to look at the old maid next to her, a bit of doubt in her eyes. “How to do it?”

Grandma Hua stared at her and whispered, “I’m afraid the old madam must make her own decision on this matter.”

Seeing her like this, Old Madam Zang had a bad feeling in her heart, but she still said, “If you need me to make a decision, then just say it. If you don’t say it, how will I know how to make a decision?”

Grandma Hua thought for a while and then said, “The old madam was worried that the young master would favour that shuanger and let the young master follow in the footsteps of the master. Just now, it seems that the shuanger is only a passing fun for the young master,”

“It would be better to select some obedient and well-behaved people from the Song family and send them to the young master for him to look at and see if any of them might catch his eye. If there is, there is no need for the Old Madam Zang’s support later on; the young master will protect the Song family for the sake of that person. After that, the shuanger in the mansion can also be cleared out and left to the old madam’s disposal. The old madam and the young master will not lose their affection because of that shuanger.”

“You—how dare you have such an idea!?” When Old Madam Zang heard this, she immediately became unhappy.

In Old Madam Zang’s view, the Zang family’s obsession with one person was a form of madness.

Old Madam Zang’s husband was driven mad by a shuanger; that he abandoned his wife and son, leaving his home to live a wandering life with that vixen. Her son had also been sick and he insisted to be with Mrs. You, that bitch, and drove away the other people in the backyard.

Every time she thought about the past, when she remembered holding her child in her arms and how the heavy rain could not catch up with her husband’s shadow, Old Madam Zang felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart. The resentment would not go away no matter what, and it only intensified until now she couldn’t even bear to see any shuanger appear in her house.

Now that Zang Ya was still young and he didn’t have any extra thoughts about that shuanger, Old Madam Zang didn’t care much. But if Zang Ya were like his grandfather and father, unable to see anything but the person he recognized, she would probably die of a heart attack.

Seeing Old Madam Zang’s changing expression, Grandma Hua slowly lowered her voice and whispered, “Old Madam, I just made a proposal. Whether it succeeds or not depends on you. It’s just that, if someone is going to be with the young master sooner or later, it would be best if they come from the Song family. After all, if they come from the Song family, they will always listen to the old madam’s words.”

Old Madam Zang continued to think along the old maid’s words and then fell into deep contemplation. “Let me think about it; I need to think about it slowly.”

After saying that, Old Madam Zang laid back on the bed and slowly closed her eyes.

Grandma Hua waited beside her, saying nothing else, just gently massaging her legs.