The scumbag reborn to choose Bai Yueguang: He regretted it

"Stop gathering here and let's eat—" Old Master Qin stood up first and walked to the dining room.

The luxurious dining table in the Qin family’s old house is a large round table that can accommodate twenty people dining at the same time.

Today, everyone from the first and second wives were present, and he unexpectedly recognized two little great-grandchildren. The old man was in a very good mood and took out all the fine wines he had treasured in his wine cellar.

Qiao Zhixia looked at the sumptuous delicacies on the table, and every dish was a masterpiece.

Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Steamed Grouper, Salt-baked King Crab, Garlic-fried Small Green Dragon, Roasted Suckling Pig...

"I heard that my second brother's wife is still in college, studying financial management? I wonder what kind of business her family is in?" The speaker was Qin Jibo's wife Wang Shan.

She almost mocked Qiao Zhixia directly, saying that she had never seen these good things before, right?

"My family is a farming family in the countryside." Qiao Zhixia said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Puchi～～" Wang Shan and the others in the second room couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Shen Yiman, who was sitting next to Qin Jichen, looked innocent and confused. "My second sister-in-law's family is a farmer. Shouldn't she go to an agricultural university? Why did she choose financial management? It's weird, isn't it?"

Qin Jibo pulled the food over and wiped his mouth, his arrogant eyes always looking up, he curled his lips and said contemptuously:

"This is the logic of some ignorant people at the bottom. They think that if they study financial management, they can become big bosses, so they don't care whether it is suitable or not. To put it bluntly, it is the vanity of the poor. If you are not from the same class, but want to force yourself to fit in, it will only make things more embarrassing."

"Pah..." Qin Yunlang threw away the porcelain chopsticks in his hand, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, stretched out his arm to put on Qiao Zhixia's chair, looked at Qin Jibo coldly, and raised a nasty smile at the corner of his mouth:

"Qin Jibo, according to your logic, the most suitable profession for you now is to be a palace eunuch, right? Do you want to consider going to a museum to become a zombie for people to see? Is it considered forced integration for a person who is missing a part to sit here?"

After hearing Qin Yunlang's blatant humiliation, Qin Jibo's facial muscles were shaking as he tried hard to suppress his anger.

His words to Qiao Zhixia were just like poking her with a toothpick, but Qin Yunlang threw a nuclear bomb at him, poking at his sore spot in front of everyone at the table, trampling on his dignity as a man.

If the old man hadn't been there, he would have overturned the table without hesitation.

But Qin Yunlang had no intention of stopping there. He turned around and aimed his attack at Shen Yiman, and spoke without mercy:

"And you, didn't your parents teach you what manners are before you went to someone else's house? Who do you think you are, criticizing the host at the dinner table?"

Qin Yunlang's eyes were cold, and his low voice revealed a suffocating oppression. Shen Yiman only took one look at his cold face and shrank back to Qin Jichen in fear.

Qin Jichen was also frightened for a moment by Qin Yunlang's horrifying appearance.

In the years since Qin Yunlang entered the business world, he has been introverted most of the time, and rarely has he used his aura to release deterrence like he did today.

He is quite gentlemanly towards women and it is even more impossible for him to embarrass a woman like he did now.

But he just wanted to take his own life when he did: "As a bassist, you can play the piano randomly, but don't talk nonsense in other people's houses. Don't you know the principle of not talking while eating and not talking while sleeping?! Don't come next time!"

"...Yes...I'm sorry." Shen Yiman was forced to tears by Qin Yunlang's series of lectures.

"Brother, aren't you going too far? Manman is just purely curious..."

"Shut up, everyone! Eat quietly and get out after you finish eating!" The old man finally couldn't help but speak. He had thought that the whole family would finally get together to have a good meal, but he didn't expect it to turn out to be such a mess.

The atmosphere at the table instantly dropped to freezing point, and everyone was so shocked by Qin Yunlang and the old man's sudden anger that they dared not speak.

Qiao Zhixia gently squeezed Qin Yunlang's hand that was on her chair to comfort her.

Qin Jibo's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to get angry again. He could only grit his teeth and remember this humiliation in his heart.

Shen Yiman was so frightened that her face turned pale. She snuggled up to Qin Jichen and didn't dare to look up.

Qin Jichen had a complicated expression. He was shocked that Qin Yunlang defended Qiao Zhixia, felt distressed that Shen Yiman was wronged, and felt helpless that this family dinner was out of control.

The old man sighed heavily. He knew Qin Yunlang's temper very well. Once he touched his bottom line, even the king of heaven could not persuade him. He glared at Qin Jibo, signaling him to restrain himself, and then turned to Qiao Zhixia, trying to speak gently:

"Xiao Qiao, don't take it to heart. These kids are just ignorant. Don't mind it."

Qiao Zhixia smiled slightly, politely and gently: "Grandpa, I'm fine. I just hope that we can all live in harmony in the future. After all, we are all family."

Qin Yunlang heard this and smiled with satisfaction. He gently patted the back of Qiao Zhixia's hand, signaling her to rest assured. Then, he picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of fish belly and put it into Qiao Zhixia's bowl, his eyes so gentle that they seemed to drip water:

"Eat more, don't be hungry."

This action undoubtedly threw a stone into everyone's hearts, causing ripples.

Qin Jibo and the others looked at each other with mixed feelings. Qiao Zhixia felt warm in her heart and looked at Qin Yunlang gratefully. There was no need for them to say much, as they were already on speaking terms.

Although the atmosphere was still awkward throughout the meal, at least nothing went wrong.

Qin Yunlang was busy peeling shrimps for Qiao Zhixia and picking crabs for his two sons, and no longer paid any extra attention to others.

"You two little guys love eating crabs?" The old man smiled kindly as he looked at his two great-grandsons who were concentrating on eating without making any noise or being picky about food.

"Yes! They all like to eat seafood." Qiao Zhixia responded politely.

"Grandpa Great, let you try it too. It's delicious." Yangzi said as he picked up a whole crab leg from the bowl and gave it to the old man.

The old man seemed flattered and hurriedly took the bowl.

"Humph, my great-grandfather can't eat crabs." The speaker was Leo, who was sitting in the second room. As soon as he sat down at the table, he was dissatisfied with Yibao and Yangzi for taking his original seat. In addition, he was pushed down by Yibao, so he was full of hostility towards the two brothers.

Because the old man suffers from gout, he cannot eat too much high-purine food such as seafood. He basically does not eat seafood at ordinary times. But this was picked by his little great-grandson, so he ate it happily without any hesitation.

"Dad, your health..."

"It won't hurt to eat less." The old man didn't allow anyone else to spoil his fun.

Seeing that the old man made exceptions many times for the two little kids of the first wife, the second wife could easily guess that the old man was fond of them. But who could blame them for the fact that the two little kids looked better than their own children?

But being an heir to a wealthy family requires more than just good looks; IQ, EQ and financial intelligence are what matter most.

Wang Shan, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help it anymore. She glanced around the table, then looked at Qiao Zhixia with a smile.

She first praised the two little kids, and soon changed the subject and asked about their studies.

"Are these two children older than our Leo? Have they started receiving formal education? Which aristocratic school did they attend?"

Leo was secretly patted by his mother. He immediately stood up and challenged Yibao and Yangzi: "I can write and do arithmetic..."

The old man also attached great importance to the talent cultivation of the younger generations. Since the second wife happened to mention this matter, he also wanted to know whether his two little great-grandsons who were found halfway were as good as Leo who had been carefully cultivated?