Ruan Yaoyao thought to herself, this definitely isn’t a hallucination.
At first, she was only a little suspicious, quietly musing in her mind—but who would have thought she’d actually catch signs of her son and daughter-in-law “helping” Xu Chengyan reform?!
【No way… the second son really likes men?!】
【My God!】
【I have no objection, but if that scumbag Xu Xiaoxiao finds out, I bet even the coffin lid wouldn’t be able to hold him—he’d be so mad he’d jump out, right?】
【How does a normal gene suddenly produce a mutant?】
【Or maybe Xu Xiaoxiao actually likes men, but because he’s a man, he doesn’t want anyone to know, so he acts so ‘playboyish’?】
Ruan Yaoyao even began to suspect her late husband’s sexual orientation.
Otherwise, how could her son suddenly like men if the father was “normal”?
At that moment, Yu Xiangqiao happened to overhear the last half of the conversation, and her reaction was even worse: What?! Father-in-law likes men?!
“You mean… you heard Mom muttering that Dad actually likes men, and the reason he was flirtatious was just to cover up this fact?” Xu Lianghan was dazed.
If that were true, what would that make them, the siblings?
“It proves something. Otherwise, how could Dad prove he likes women?”
Xu Lianghan had no reply.
“Did the second brother know?”
“Mom was muttering while arranging flowers; only I happened to hear it. I panicked immediately, felt it was a big deal, and didn’t dare say anything in the group chat.” Being an illegitimate child was already miserable enough. If he knew he was just a product Dad used to prove his heterosexuality, he would be furious.
Also, Yu Xiangqiao sometimes really admired her mother-in-law. Despite knowing exactly what kind of person her father-in-law was, she had endured all these years?!
How did she manage that?
Wasn’t she angry at all?
Her temperament was unbelievable.
Xu Lianghan explained, “Mom isn’t naturally patient; she just had no choice. Back then, when I was discovered, Mom wanted to annul the marriage, but the Ruan family pressured her, forbidding her from divorcing. If she dared, they’d disown her as a daughter and cut off her financial support. You know, a woman in those days depended on her parents at home, on her husband when married, and on her sons if widowed…She never worked a day in her life, had no income, basically no financial independence. And she couldn’t endure hardship. Once her economic lifeline was cut, she couldn’t resist.”
Yu Xiangqiao understood.
After marrying in for so many years, she had noticed some things. Her mother-in-law’s reason for not rejecting her husband’s illegitimate child and insisting he “inherit” the company wasn’t just because her husband was filial—it was because of his work ability.
He could preserve the company and ensure Ruan Yaoyao’s later years were comfortable.
“At that time, Dad used that leverage, gave her money, ensured her material life was secure, so she didn’t have to worry about anything. Like a beautiful canary: as long as she sacrificed a little freedom, she could live without worrying about food or clothing.”
Yu Xiangqiao said, “That’s also Mom’s skill. She knows what she wants and can accept it mentally. The problem is when someone has no ability yet is mentally unstable, constantly complaining about everything, ruining a perfectly fine life.”
Although she couldn’t live like her mother-in-law, she genuinely admired her mental state.
Xu Lianghan: “This is what I admire about Mom too—she always finds contentment and puts herself in the most comfortable position.”
“So women like her can be happy. Others think Mom’s happiness came from marrying Dad and living in wealth. Actually, her happiness comes from having her own spiritual world, content with herself.”
“Which is why I love Mom.”
“Me too.”
…
Xie Xiuming thought: The Xu family must all be crazy.
Always suspecting this or that—why don’t they suspect that their ancestral graves might be cursed?
Just as he thought this, he overheard Ruan Yaoyao talking mysteriously with Yu Xiangqiao:
“You think… maybe the Xu family’s ancestral graves are cursed?”
“Huh? Mom, why are you suddenly thinking about this?”
“I just thought of it. Think about it—your child was switched with the eldest, the second almost got controlled by the female lead, the third became a villain NPC-BOSS, leaving only the fourth and fifth…” Ruan Yaoyao continued, “I’ve calculated it, and it seems none of you siblings ever end up lucky.”
“The older one is unlucky, and the younger follow suit—can it not be disastrous?”
“Even with my fate-altering efforts, it’s so exhausting, and I haven’t fixed you all yet. My head is about to explode.”
“The fourth is wandering outside; I don’t dare let him return. The fifth is at school; I was thinking if I should arrange a study trip for him over winter break, so he doesn’t come back.”
“That idea came from you and the eldest. Tiangong and Tiancai have been studying outside for so long without returning; the fifth can do the same.”
“Until the matters at home are settled, the further away they are, the better.”
Xie Xiuming was silent.
After listening for a while, he realized it was true: the Xu family had a lot of issues. Given the current situation, it was better if others stayed away—returning would just lead to total disaster.
Nothing happens if they don’t come back; everything happens when they do.
Before Ruan Yaoyao spoke, Yu Xiangqiao didn’t think about it. But once she did, she also wondered: could the Xu family’s ancestral graves be cursed? How could one problem after another happen if not?
“Maybe I should discuss with Lianghan tonight about inviting a Taoist priest to check the graves and possibly relocate them,” Yu Xiangqiao suggested.
Ruan Yaoyao nodded: “Find someone really skilled—don’t pick a famous but useless priest. We don’t want to stir things up and cause trouble where there was none.”
“Alright, I’ll have Lianghan ask the third brother to help with introductions as well.”
“That works. The third son works for the government; maybe they know someone trustworthy.”
…
Xie Xiuming immediately thought of the Taoist priests and monks the government had introduced him to—silence filled him.
If they were truly skilled, would he even be here?
Shouldn’t someone truly capable be Ruan Yaoyao herself? Had they “taken the watermelon and dropped the sesame seeds”?
Xie Xiuming felt he should help them since they had helped him.
So, when he went back to his room, he sent a message to Ru Anzhi via the doggy computer:
“Your mom and your sister-in-law suspect the ancestral graves are cursed and want to hire a Taoist priest or monk to relocate them. Be careful—don’t let them mess things up. The priests and monks you saw earlier have no real skill anyway.”
Ru Anzhi, on a “date” with Bai Ling’er, had a confused expression: Ancestral graves? How did they suspect the graves?
Xie Xiuming replied: “Because you siblings are too unlucky.”
Ru Anzhi: “……”
With that explanation, he didn’t stop them.
He also suspected the Xu family’s ancestral graves might be cursed.
Meanwhile, the Xu family ancestors lying in the family tombs grumbled: Ungrateful descendants! Always suspecting the graves are cursed—why don’t you suspect your own brains are the problem?
Ruan Yaoyao certainly didn’t doubt her own mind. She then pulled out several supernatural novels, hoping to draw inspiration and figure out what was wrong with the Xu family graves—were they oriented incorrectly or tampered with?
The bodyguard Lin Zhihe didn’t dare get involved and quietly watched from the side.
After all, the matter of ancestral graves could be huge. If there really was a problem, the consequences…
Hiding the fear in her eyes, she let Ruan Yaoyao work. Whatever she did, she would cooperate.

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