Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  "Hmph." Yang Shuo escorted Shen Rou downstairs and coincidentally bumped into Bao Guo, who had just returned after finishing his errands. The two men exchanged a cold, unyielding stare.

  "Mom, take a good rest." Yang Tianming's footsteps were relatively quick, and he didn't even glance at Yang Zongbao.

  "Zongbao, are you satisfied with what grandma gave you?" The old lady held Zongbao's hand and patted it from time to time.

  "He's certainly happy, such a big house, it's something ordinary people wouldn't even dare to think about." Yang Fenghua, who was sitting on the old lady's right side, finally couldn't help but speak out with sarcasm.

  "Phoenix..." The old lady wouldn't let Miss Yang continue speaking.

  "It's not bad." Yang Zongbao didn't have much ambition for such a large property. After all, for Yang Zongbao, one room is livable, one house is livable, and one mansion is also livable - there's no fundamental difference.

  "It's fine as long as you like it." The old lady was truly delighted: "In the future, if you get to know a woman outside, bring her back home and Grandma will keep an eye on her, not one of them can make a move."

  "Huh." Yang Zongbao was truly shocked, the meaning of sending a house was to build a harem? The old lady's words meant that she thought it was okay to take in those who were suitable for these houses? And the old lady wanted to be the manager of her own harem?

  Yang Zongbao's mind has always advocated monogamy.

  "Don't mind, good men are scarce, a few more women is nothing." The old lady looked at Yang Zongbao with infinite affection.

  "I will definitely find a man who is devoted to me in the future." Yang Fenghua suddenly interrupted.

  "Don't be so stubborn, girl." The old lady said with an ambiguous tone.

  "Hmph." Yang Fenghua was about to leave in a bad mood.

  "Stop right there." The old lady suddenly flew into a rage.

  Yang Fenghua stood in place with a wronged expression, her back to the old lady and unwilling to turn around, her silhouette proudly.

  "Ah, Feng Huang, you know your own identity." The old lady said slowly, without avoiding Yang Zongbao and the others behind him, including Bao Guo and Zhou Yi.

  "What do I know?" Yang Fenghua's voice was trembling.

  "The only purpose of allowing you to be born is to become a virtuous helper for the Yang family. Since you are unwilling, you must obey the arrangements made by the family." The old lady was determined to make things clear with Yang Fenghua today.

  "What kind of virtuous wife is this? Allowing her own husband to lead woman after woman inside?" Yang Fenghua's whole body trembled with anger.

  Being a hostess requires magnanimity." The old lady's answer obviously affirmed Yang Fenghua's question.

  "I'm sorry I couldn't be more generous." Yang Fenghua lifted her leg and walked away without a care.

  "Don't be afraid." Old Lady Yang thought that Yang Zongbao was silent because he was scared, and immediately comforted him, saying: "Feng Huang is the daughter-in-law of the Yang family, do you understand?"

  "What does it mean?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "Fenghuangniang came in with a belly, destined to be your wife from the moment she was born. But since childhood, I've spoiled her and she's forgotten her identity, so she has a bit of a temper. Don't worry, I'll definitely train her well for you."

  Yang Zongbao's face twitched, this family was superstitious to the extreme. The eldest miss of the Yang family was several years older than him and already a mature woman, if he had been born a few years later, would he have been made to marry an old lady? And before even acknowledging his ancestors, they were already setting up a legitimate wife to supervise him?

  "All right, just my old woman's nagging. You can stay tonight and sign a few more documents in the evening." The old lady finally let go of Yang Zongbao and his companions.

  Yang Zongbao was taken by Bao Guo to visit his newly acquired property.

  The old lady stood alone by the window watching Bao Guo take Yang Zongbao and Zhou Yi out, when unexpectedly someone appeared behind her.

  "Don't always be so mysterious and elusive."

  "Hey, old lady, isn't this a habit?" The newcomer said with embarrassment, rubbing his hands together.

  "Who called you back?" the old lady asked.

  "General manager."

  "He's just worrying for nothing." The old lady's tone softened a lot.

  "Why let Bao Guo handle it? He's gone soft and can't get rid of the problem completely." The newcomer said discontentedly.

  "It's got to be thorough. Otherwise, how will my grandson gain experience? If we don't stir up some chaos, how can we disrupt the hierarchy that the Yang family has already established and reshuffle the deck? How else can my grandson easily insert himself?" The old lady was deeply cunning.

  "Uh, you see far, but you have to know that the trouble is big and can't be cleaned up. I only have the skill to make a few people disappear. But the fee is high, if the old lady makes too much noise and there's no money to pay, I don't have many loyal followers."

  "You can't be short of money, you've got hair growing out. Why get a tattoo? Get a Japanese ogre, it'll scare my grandson to death." The old lady looked at the person's head and saw that it was covered in red and green ghostly tattoos all over the scalp, extending down to the back of the neck, and said disapprovingly.

  "Hey, old lady, this is a famous Japanese tattoo!" The bald man retreated two steps back, hugging his own head, afraid that the old lady would peel it off.

  "I'll give you two options: first, let your hair grow; second, I'll have the manager remove your entire scalp." The old lady also had her ruthless moments.

  But when facing the old and frail Mrs. Yang in front of him, he hastily expressed that he would grow his hair back.

  "But maybe your grandson is not afraid."

  "What did you say?" The old lady was slightly interested.

  "His eyes are too wise." Baldy smacked his lips and said, "He's a lot like us, maybe people of the same kind are more sensitive to each other."

  "Get out! My grandson is not that person. You protect him in secret, things might get rough lately." The old lady finished speaking and the bald man vanished.

  Although the old lady denied Yang Zongbao's words on the surface, she actually agreed with him in her heart. Yang Zongbao, that child, has always been obedient to himself until now, but his back has never been bent, no matter what chair or sofa he sits on, his back is straight as a pen, not relaxing at all. What does this mean? It means that the child is vigilant about everything. Under the circumstances that he will not offend the Yang family, he shows an indifferent attitude. The old lady has seen too many things in her life and knows that Yang Zongbao has other intentions, but she believes that no matter what the process is like, only Yang Zongbao can hold up the beam of the Yang family in the end. The old man has never been wrong in his life, and this time will not be an exception either. This is the only reason why the old lady helps Yang Zongbao without considering the consequences.

  The whole Yang family is nothing without Zongbao. Even if everything we have now is gone, it doesn't matter. The name Zongbao wasn't given in vain.

  Yang Zongbao may not have known that so many things had happened after he left, and he didn't have time to think about it either, because a single sentence "You stand still for me" trapped Yang Zongbao on the spot.

  Yang Fenghuang angrily shouted at Yang Zongbao.

  Bao Guo pulled Zhou Yi away, who wouldn't look at her face.

  "What's up?" Yang Zongbao had never been interested in arrogant women, and he was even less interested in an arrogant woman approaching 30, so being stopped by Yang Fenghua made him very impatient.

  "You..." Yang Fenghua did not expect Yang Zongbao to dare to embarrass her in the face. For a moment, she also lost her reaction.

  "Speak up quickly."

  "Don't come to this house again, and I won't marry you either. You have no ability and no family background, what makes me want to marry you?" Yang Fenghua usually wouldn't say such stupid and hurtful words, probably she was so angry with Yang Zongbao that she lost her composure.

  "What did you say?" Yang Zongbao pretended not to understand, and continued: "If I'm not mistaken, from the moment you stood there, it's my private territory. The background you despise, sorry, seems like I have more qualifications to rely on the entire Yang family than you do. After all, I am Yang Tianming's seed, and what are you? A somewhat awkward adopted daughter?"

  "You..." Yang Fenghua had never been treated like this in her life, she was always the center of attention since she was young, and she didn't expect Yang Zongbao to dare speak to her like that.

  "What am I? Didn't you hear Grandma's words just now very clearly? What are you? From birth, my mark has been attached to you. If it weren't for me, what qualifications would you have to get the small decorations on your body, the clothes, and the car? In a sense, I am your breadwinner, so I'm very dissatisfied with the attitude you showed me just now. Moreover, I'm naturally timid, so speak softly in the future, I'm afraid of scaring myself." This was Yang Zongbao's first time calling her "Grandma", originally extremely unwilling, but to strike at the queen-like woman in front of him, this unwillingness could still be endured.

  "You..." Yang Fenghua stepped forward and raised her arm, slapping Yang Zongbao as he rushed over.

  Yang Zongbao is not the kind of male lead in idol dramas who reacts slowly. As Yang Fenghua approached, he lifted his foot and kicked him away. The fact that legs are longer than arms is an unchanging truth. So the obvious result was that Yang Fenghua was kicked to the ground, looking disheveled: "Don't lay hands on me, my mom didn't give birth to me to be beaten by others. Don't think you can have any special treatment."

  "You're shameless..." Qin Qiuyue was about to cry, her chest heaving rapidly.

  "Shameless? Do you have any shame? Everything on your body is from the Yang family, but you're not a member of the Yang family. What kind of backbone do you have?" Yang Zongbao stood up, looking at the woman on the ground with a slanted gaze, ready to put an end to her temper once and for all, otherwise it would only lead to endless trouble in the future.

  "You..."

  "What are you? You're not Yang's daughter, nor are you my wife. What right do you have to enjoy the material things of the Yang family? If you have any integrity, return them to me."

  "I'll give it to you." Yang Fenghua suddenly calmed down, kicked off her high heels, and it turned out that after taking off her high heels, she was the same height as Yang Zongbao.

  Yang Fenghua began to take off her outer clothes, pants, earrings, pendants, bracelets... one by one, things started to gather around Yang Fenghua, and the things on Yang Fenghua's body gradually decreased, until only underwear was left on her body.

  The weather is still cold winter, snow-white skin pale and the same as the surrounding snow color.

  Yang Fenghuang was strong, but she couldn't help the physical reaction, and goosebumps appeared all over her body.

  "There are two more." Yang Zongbao said coldly.

  "Yang Fenghuang... " She was also a bold woman, but in an instant, she didn't have a stitch on her body.

  Her snow-white body, her proud twin peaks, and the mysterious private zone were all exposed in front of Yang Zongbao. The bright red lips were the only color on her body. But if Yang Zongbao had softened his heart at this moment, he wouldn't have been Yang Zongbao anymore.

  Slowly walking over, picking up the clothes around Yang Fenghuang and walking towards the old lady's house without looking back.

  It wasn't until they had walked about fifty meters that Yang Zongbao began to hear the woman's low sobbing, but he knew it was still too early. A little bit more would be enough. The kind of woman who could catch the eye of an old lady like her must have some unique qualities, so why not try to tame this wild horse since someone had sent it his way? Thinking this, Yang Zongbao's mouth curled up into a cruel smile.