Upon hearing this, Ivy flew into a rage and shouted, Allen, what kind of attitude is this, you bastard?! How dare you talk to me like that?! Do you even have the sense to act like a live-in son-in-law? Don’t you know who provides you with food, drinks, clothes, and a place to live?Allen had put up with Ivy for a long time. He had thought that after his mother-in-law spent a few days in detention and suffered some hardships, she might change a little—but he never expected her to remain completely unchanged.What’s more, he never imagined she would dare to insult Aunt Lee, his benefactor!So he stared at Ivy and said angrily, Right now, I eat what I earn, drink what I earn, wear what I earn, and live in a place that’s mine! Don’t forget—this house was a gift to me, and the furniture inside was bought with money I made from reading feng shui for others. So this is my attitude. If you’re not satisfied, you can move out and go back to your old house!Ivy was so enraged by these words that

Mia was extremely surprised to hear this.She only knew that Alan had lived a hard life before marrying her, and that her grandfather had found him working at a construction site. But she had no idea that Alan had started working at construction sites when he was just 18, and even less did she know that he had donated all his money to the orphanage.No wonder he had been penniless when they got married—even the money for a haircut before the wedding had to be asked from her grandfather.Combined with how he had frantically raised money for Aunt Lee’s medical treatment, Mia suddenly realized that her husband actually had a great and noble side to him!She couldn’t help but ask Alan, Why have you never told me any of this before?Alan said lightly, Hey, what’s the point of talking about those impoverished, down-and-out days to anyone?After saying that, Alan didn’t want to dwell on this topic any longer. He quickly changed the subject and asked Rachel, By the way, Rachel, where’s Aunt L

At that moment, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan pulled up beside the group...The car window rolled down, and Alan glanced over—recognizing the person driving. It was Coleman, the one who had taken the initiative to organize the gathering in the group chat that day. However, Alan had no real friendship with him.Coleman was dressed in a neat suit and looked slightly overweight. Spotting the group, he stopped the car, leaned his head out of the window, and said, Oh, I’m really sorry to keep everyone waiting.As he spoke, a look of arrogance and complacency crept across his brows. He deliberately explained, Hey, there was a traffic jam on the way, held me up a bit—that’s why I’m late.One person let out an exclamation and said, Coleman, you’re driving a Mercedes-Benz now? When did you get it?Coleman laughed and replied, Just picked it up a couple of days ago.A sudden realization dawned on Alan: no wonder this guy had been so eager to organize the gathering—it turned out he’d just bought a

Moreover, he had originally thought that since he was now considered a successful person of sorts, this welcome dinner would be the perfect chance to show off in front of everyone—to enjoy their flattery and fawning, and by the way, make a move on a young, fresh girl like Rachel.But he never expected that Alan would steal his thunder, turning him into nothing more than a background figure instead!The thought of this filled Coleman’s gaze toward Alan with a hint of resentment.At this moment, Aunt Lee held Mia’s hand and said with great relief, Mia, you and Alan are not getting any younger—it’s time to think about having a child. Among all the kids who left the orphanage with Alan back then, he’s the only one who’s married; the rest are still bachelors. As their aunt, I’m already eagerly looking forward to having a grandnephew to dote on!Mia’s face flushed instantly.She and Alan had been married for over three years, but no one had ever urged her to have a child before. After all,

Coleman laughed out loud at this and said, Alan, is this BMW 520 registered under your name? Aren’t you a live-in son-in-law? This must be your wife’s car, right? How dare you use your wife’s car for this? What if you lose, and your wife refuses to donate the car to the orphanage?Mia, standing beside them, was also deeply annoyed by Coleman’s arrogance. She spoke up, The car is registered under my name, but rest assured—I pledge my honor. If my husband loses to you, I will donate this car to the orphanage. And if you lose to my husband, you must donate your car to the orphanage. So many people are watching—do you agree?Upon hearing this, Coleman immediately felt relieved. He thought to himself: How could my Mercedes-Benz E300L not outrun your BMW 520? If you’re so eager to humiliate yourself, then get ready to say goodbye to your car!So Coleman said, Since you’ve put it that way, beautiful lady, I certainly have no objections. With so many friends here as witnesses—including Aunt L