Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Kicking You Out Means Kicking You Out

What he said was really unpleasant. The hot-tempered Du He Xuan almost rushed up to hit him, gifting the paparazzi a free headline.

At the last second, Du Jun Yan stopped him. Even so, his face did not look any better than his brother’s.

As the head of the family, Father Du stepped forward first and said coldly: “Whether our children are well taught or not is not for outsiders to judge. Besides, my wife and I have always taught our children to respect the old and care for the young. Of course, politeness goes both ways. If elders care for them, they will naturally respect those elders. But if the elder is just an old bully who picks fights on purpose, there is no need to show too much respect.”

“You!” Du Ji Zu almost jumped up when he heard Father Du bluntly call him an old bully. He was about to explode, but Du An Rao cut him off.

She tilted her head and asked calmly: “Are you talking to me?”

“Are you deaf? Of course I’m talking to you.”

At those words, the Du family members’ faces grew even darker.

Du An Rao tilted her head a little more, her tone curious as she asked: “May I ask, what kind of relative are you to me?”

Du Ji Zu froze. It took him a long time to figure out his relationship with her. Then he gave a cold snort and said: “I’m your distant uncle.”

“Distant, huh?” Du An Rao stretched out the word like she was thinking and asked: “How distant?”

“Pff…” Watching Du Ji Zu’s face suddenly turn green, Du He Xuan felt his pent-up anger vanish. He walked to his sister’s side, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and said: “About as distant as someone you can’t hit even with a long pole.”

“Hahahaha…” The crowd that had been watching the show burst into laughter.

Du Ji Zu had come wanting to laugh at others. Instead he became the clown in everyone else’s eyes. His face was as dark as ink.

And Du An Rao knew how to pour oil on the fire. She added: “Oh, in that case, Fifth Aunt is actually closer to us. So going by this distant uncle’s logic just now, the fact that I was talking to Fifth Aunt only shows I respect my elders even more, doesn’t it?”

After all, he was just a distant relative. How could he be more important than their real direct relatives?

Du Ji Zu choked. He wanted to argue but could not think of a reason, and he was almost sick with anger.

Seeing that he could not beat Du An Rao using seniority, he quickly came up with a new idea.

“I heard you grew up in a temple and learned some Iron-Mouth Divination, judging people’s luck and misfortune. Why don’t you do a reading for me too?” he said.

Du An Rao gave another look at his shiny, greenish forehead and said: “I’m afraid I can’t.”

“Why? You read for them, so why won’t you read for me?”

“Because they are fated people, and you are not.”

[Because they are polite to me and mean well, and you are not. Ptui, I hold grudges.jpg]

The onlookers who had been eating melon seeds all night listened to Du An Rao’s openly biased words and did not feel she was petty at all.

After all, he had been the one to pick on her first. The one who starts the trouble is in the wrong. It was only normal for her to refuse him. Even a mud statue has a bit of temper.

But Du Ji Zu was sure this was just an excuse because she and Father Du both looked down on him. He glared and said: “However much they are paying you, I’ll double it. No, triple it.”

That showy rich-man act might have impressed Du An Rao before. Now she only wanted to ask: “Do I look like I’m short on money? Or does my family look like we are short on money?”

Du Ji Zu ground his teeth at how she would not budge and snapped: “If it’s not about money, then why won’t you do a reading for me? Don’t tell me your skills are weak and you’re afraid a bad reading will ruin your name?”

This attempt to provoke her was really clumsy. Du An Rao glanced at him lightly and used the calmest tone to say the words that hurt the most.

“People say what is meant to be will come, and what is not meant to be should not be forced. You are not a fated person, so there is no way I will break my rules to read for you. No matter what you say, you will not change my mind. Give it up.”

How could Du Ji Zu give up? Those words from Du An Rao hit him right in his sore spot.

What is meant to be will come, what is not meant to be should not be forced. The more he thought about it, the more it sounded like a twisted way of describing him and Father Du.

At once he connected it to Father Du and Du An Rao looking down on him. In his mind, they were mocking him, saying that after all his struggling all these years, he still could not compare to Father Du, and everything he did was just a clown show.

Du Ji Zu was already extremely sensitive about Father Du. Now he was so mad his hair almost stood up. His face twisted as he threatened: “What fated or not fated. Today you will read for me whether you want to or not. You think you’re something special just because you grew up in some remote place? If you read properly, I might give you some money for your trouble. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude.”

Ye Meng Zhen had gotten there a bit late because of traffic. As soon as she walked in the door, she heard this and her eyes widened.

Good grief, where had this thuggish, rich bully come from? He was actually threatening to lay hands on the birthday girl right in front of her parents and relatives. Did he think no one else here existed?

Ye Meng Zhen admitted that she usually acted a bit overbearing, but at least she knew her limits.

Compared to this man, though, she was nothing. Someone who stepped on the host’s face like this just to show himself off was clearly here to make enemies. Were people always this reckless now?

Du Ji Zu’s shocking behavior stunned not only the outsider Ye Meng Zhen, but also completely used up Father Du’s patience with this distant relative.

Father Du said coldly: “Enough, Du Ji Zu. I invited you to my two daughters’ birthday party so we could celebrate them becoming adults. I did not invite you here to give my birthday girls a hard time and force them into deals. Just now you said my daughter had no manners. Barging into the host’s home and stepping all over their face like this, is that your family’s idea of manners?”

“Since you did not come here sincerely to celebrate my children’s birthday, then you are not welcome. Jun Yan, see the guest out.”

“Du Qing Yun, you dare kick me out!” Du Ji Zu shouted, full of disbelief.

The reason he had dared cause trouble today was that he felt things were not the same as before. With his now successful business and wealth that others might never earn in a lifetime, he felt a little superior even in front of Father Du. He thought Father Du must have less money than him now, and would not dare offend him easily, and would even have to flatter him.

But in reality, setting aside whether he really had more money than Father Du, their businesses had nothing to do with each other. They had no plans to work together in the future. Father Du had no reason to fear him at all, much less wrong his own family just to keep Du Ji Zu happy. That was pure fantasy.

The young master from the Du side who had come along with Du Ji Zu also looked very unhappy. He had never thought the man would be this stupid, daring to run openly onto someone else’s turf to make trouble.

Now they had lost both face and dignity. The show of strength had failed, and they had become a joke to everyone.

He himself had been dragged into losing face. If he had known, he would not have come.

Du An Rao’s expression did not change, but in her heart she was silently cheering for her dad.

[Tsk tsk, just listen to that. Kicking you out means kicking you out. Did you think he has to pick a lucky day for it?]

Father Du: “…”

The onlookers: pfft…