Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife-Chapter 117: A Gathering of Titans

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Chapter 117: Chapter 117: A Gathering of Titans

A spirited, plump old man bellowed, looking like he wanted to slap the girl, but his companion quickly held him back.

Li An could only glare furiously at the arrogant Yueyue.

This plump old man was Li An, a history professor at a renowned university in the Imperial City who specialized in the ancient history of Hua Country.

As such, he placed great importance on etiquette and couldn’t stand seeing a young girl be so insolent to two elderly men.

Yueyue eyed the approaching group of old men. Their clothes were unremarkable, and the sole young man with them looked even more insignificant.

In her past life, she had accompanied her father and older brother to meet several powerful leaders, but she didn’t recognize a single one of these old men.

So Yueyue shouted insolently, "Mind your own business, you fat old man! Scram if you know what’s good for you. You’re not worthy of knowing my father’s name."

Li An was so furious he looked ready to have a stroke. Pointing at Old Sir Gu, he stammered, "You... you... Do you have any idea who you just insulted?"

"Him? He’s just a pig farmer. How could I not know him?" Yueyue said scornfully.

If it had been anyone else, she might have chosen her words more carefully, but Old Man Gu was the man she had called ’Grandpa’ for more than ten years.

For as long as she could remember, he had been raising pigs on the farm. How could she not recognize him?

’But why should I tell this fat old man that?’

"Cheng Tao, let go of me! I’m going to slap this ill-bred brat!" Li An was so furious he was practically jumping up and down. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Young lady, Old Gu is a titan in the literary world. Before the founding of our country, he even studied abroad in the romantic Country F.

"After the nation was founded, he became a professor at Imperial University, cultivating countless talents. He was even awarded Italy’s Dante International Award and the Order of Friendship..."

"Don’t try to fool me just because I’m young, you white-haired old man. I know who he is. Him? Win a Dante award? What’s a ’Dante’? Some kind of new pig feed?"

Had this been the Yueyue of her past life, she wouldn’t have dared to speak. Faced with a scene like this, she would have simply burst into tears of frustration.

But the reborn Yueyue was a master at feigning weakness. Often, before a single tear fell, the rims of her eyes would already be red.

Her beautiful almond eyes would always be glistening, stirring a sense of pity in others.

But Yueyue only put on this act for people she found useful, performing with great care to win their sympathy.

As for those who were useless to her, she had always just looked down her nose at them.

Lately, everything Yueyue wanted was within her grasp. She no longer even wanted to marry Song Zijin, the man she had dreamed of her entire past life.

So she couldn’t be bothered to put on an act anymore. At the slightest disagreement, she would fly into a rage and lash out at people, holding nothing back.

Cheng Tao, the master of traditional painting, said, "...It’s not terrible to be uncultured. What’s terrible is an arrogant girl who fancies herself cultured."

His hair was combed meticulously, without a single strand out of place. Amidst the silver threads of his white hair, the few remaining black strands stood out conspicuously.

’No wonder Yueyue called him the white-haired old man,’ the crowd thought to themselves.

"Watch your mouth, you damn white-haired old man! I’m a truly cultured person."

’I wish I could tell them all that I already graduated from university in my past life,’ Yueyue thought. ’I’m a real intellectual!’

Cheng Tao gave the insufferably arrogant Yueyue a long look and asked calmly.

"Well, well. You’ve got quite a mouth on you, little girl. Your father must be a big shot, then. Care to tell this old man just who he is?"

SLAP! While Cheng Tao was still speaking, Li An rushed forward and slapped Yueyue across her left cheek.

"You damn fat old man! How dare you hit me?" Yueyue’s shriek seemed to tear through the sky.

With a two-handed shove, she sent Li An sprawling onto the ground and lunged forward to slap him back.

"Yueyue, stop this instant! What happened to the manners I taught you?" Old Sir Gu moved to grab his adoptive granddaughter.

Yueyue shoved him with the back of her hand, nearly sending Old Sir Gu to the ground. Several onlookers rushed forward to catch him.

’This is the grandfather of Su Yama’s wife! If anything happens to him, we bystanders won’t be able to escape the consequences!’

Without any need for organization, several burly women in the crowd moved as one, grabbing hold of Yueyue.

"Yueyue, you ungrateful wretch! You repay the kindness of the man who raised you by trying to strike him!"

Aunt Song roared, her anger uncontrollable. She had been standing far off, and the sight of Yueyue shoving Grandpa Gu had made her heart leap into her throat.

’Grandpa Gu was the one who indirectly saved her son’s life!’

"Take this ungrateful wretch to her father’s workplace!" Aunt Song ordered again. "Let him discipline her properly! Don’t let her out here biting people!"

"You won’t be able to get into Old Sheng’s office. Better take her to Ren Cuiping’s workplace and let her deal with it."

Grandma Dong chimed in, gloating. She loved nothing more than to see her rival’s family made into a laughingstock.

"Ren Xiaofang, you shameless hag! You’re an old woman and you’re still lusting after my father! Why don’t you take a piss and look at your own reflection!"

Yueyue was being held back, but her mouth certainly wasn’t. She stomped her feet and cursed like a fishwife.

"I’ll beat you, you ungrateful wretch!" Ren Xiaofang shrieked. "You really think everyone is afraid of you? You’re completely shameless!"

Furious, Ren Xiaofang slapped Yueyue across her right cheek. There, that was better. Now both sides were symmetrical.

"Good hit, Grandma Dong! That ungrateful wretch was spoiled rotten by Aunt Sheng until she thought she could do anything!"

"She just made a laughingstock of herself yesterday, and now she’s out here cursing at people again. Yueyue, who do you think you are, the queen of the world?"

"I saw it with my own two eyes! Grandpa Jiao Jiao was just walking down the road, and Yueyue started yelling at him first."

It wasn’t that the crowd was so eager to help Old Sir Gu, but if Gu Jiaojiao’s grandfather was hurt, Su Yama would never let them off the hook.

The young man traveling with them had already helped Li An to his feet. He kept a firm grip on him, afraid he would do something impulsive again.

In truth, even if the young man had let go, Li An couldn’t have hit anyone else. The pain from his fall was making him see stars.

It wasn’t that he was so old he’d collapse from a single push. His health had always been poor, and his weight was a side effect of all the medication he took.

The moment He Shen Yi arrived in the courtyard, his gaze was fixed on Old Sir Gu. ’Who cured him?’ he wondered. ’He can even walk so briskly?’

Within Old Sir Gu’s slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of deep brown eyes quietly told the story of a long and weathered life.

They shone with the light of wisdom, at once keen and discerning, making it difficult for anyone to meet his gaze.

"Old Man Gu, who was it that cured you?" As a medical virtuoso of his generation, all he cared about was the art of healing.

"Haha! Old Man He, your medical skills are brilliant, but since this old man isn’t sick, you’ve got nothing to work with, eh? Haha! Do I look sick to you at all?"

As he spoke about his health, Old Sir Gu gloatingly spun in a circle for his friends to see.

"Old Guy Gu is right!" Li An piped up. "Old Man He has no medical skills to speak of! He’s just a first-rate pot-stirrer! The man’s so wicked he’s practically smoldering, and he even said I had an incurable disease!"

Li An, still being held back, was fuming as he jumped up and down, blaming He Shen Yi for diagnosing that his days were numbered.

He had originally thought Old Man Gu didn’t have much time left either and had wanted to come to Qing City to see him one last time. Who would have thought the man would be healthier than ever?

Seeing Yueyue being dragged away, everyone relaxed and began to banter with one another. The old men had all been friends for decades.

"Old Man Gu, you seem to be doing pretty well for yourself here, having so many people come to your defense," one of the old men teased.