Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 1018 1018: Don't Give Me the Chance to Beat You Up for Ten Million

When Qin Yi was passing on the essentials of life to Mo Wuji, Hua Rui came along and led the two into the pavilion, assigning rooms for them.
The Baihua Pavilion was full of women, so the rooms were all decorated in a very feminine style.
In the evening, Hua Rui brought people over with wine and dishes.
"Hua Rui, join us for dinner."
Hua Rui hesitated for a moment and then gladly accepted.
"Hua Rui, after we left, what happened with Fan Ye and that old scumbag?" Qin Yi casually asked.
Hua Rui said, "After you left, Senior Qingyun was taken away to heal."
"And what about Senior Fan Ye?"
"The ancestor has been taking care of Senior Qingyun."
Qin Yi: "..."
"Old Mo, your ancestor is really a bastard."
Mo Wuji was full of frustration, suddenly finding the food in front of him lost its flavor. In truth, he also thought the ancestor was quite scummy.
"What about Junior Sister Bai?" Mo Wuji asked Hua Rui.
Hua Rui shook her head, "I don't know, haven't seen her at all."
Mo Wuji couldn't help but worry, "Qin, do you think Junior Sister Bai is really angry?"
"No, she'll be fine by tomorrow."
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The next day.
Hua Rui came to invite Qin Yi and Mo Wuji to the main hall.
The three of them arrived at the main hall and found everyone was present.
Mo Qingyun was there too, with most of the wounds on his face healed. After all, being a strong practitioner in the Body Integration Realm, his recovery speed was far beyond that of ordinary people. However, when he saw Qin Yi, his expression twisted, as if he were about to turn into a Tibetan Mastiff and pounce on Qin Yi.
Qin Yi flashed him a toothy grin, his gleaming white teeth shining brightly, making Mo Qingyun shudder slightly and quickly turn away; he was terrified of Qin Yi, feeling both hatred and fear towards him.
Feeling smug, Qin Yi thought, "Still dare to act so arrogant?"
"Qin Yi, come over and sit," Fan Ye said with a smile, waving him over.
Qin Yi walked over and took a seat.
"Senior, what's the matter? Do you need me to help deal with that scumbag?"
Fan Ye: "..."
She glanced at Mo Qingyun and sighed lightly.
Mo Qingyun's jaw was clenched, his teeth grinding furiously.
"Senior Brother, we can't win, so don't ask for trouble," Mo Hutu advised.
Mo Qingyun was so angry that he nearly spat blood—his junior brother truly had a way of undermining him.
Fan Ye said, "I called you here to discuss the matter of Jingqing and Wuji's engagement."
Mo Wuji's eyes lit up, and instinctively glanced at Bai Jingqing.
Bai Jingqing's face was flushed as she bashfully smiled at him.
Mo Wuji was momentarily stunned; as it turned out, Qin Yi was right—Junior Sister Bai wasn't actually angry. It seemed Qin was correct: never try to guess a woman's thoughts, just apologize and make amends when they're upset.
Qin Yi laughed, "I've had some bad luck lately, not encountering anything good. Now I've finally come across a joyous event. Senior, marriage is a big deal, the required conditions should not be lessened, don't be soft-hearted.
Old Mo is the head of the Mo Family, so the occasion at least cannot be small, and the betrothal gift should not be lacking either."
With that, Qin Yi looked at Mo Wuji and said with a smirk, "I'm your matchmaker, so don't shortchange me on the benefits either."
Mo Wuji smiled wryly, knowing that Qin Yi wouldn't miss out on any advantage.
"I said before, whatever Qin needs, I can open the Mo Family's Treasure Vault for you to choose freely."
Qin Yi laughed heartily, "So generous."
Mo Wuji looked towards Fan Ye, saying, "Senior, feel free to state any conditions, and I'll make sure to fulfill them."
Mo Hutu smiled, "We old folks can discuss the matter of the betrothal gifts. You young people, plan how to hold the wedding? Where should it take place?"
Mo Wuji said, "I want to hold one at the Mo Family and another at Baihua Pavilion. There's no need to invite too many people; participants from both families will suffice. What do you all think, seniors and Junior Sister Bai?"
Fan Ye and Mo Hutu nodded slightly.
Bai Jingqing softly said, "I'll follow Wuji's lead."
Qin Yi teased, "Is this the start of a husband leading and the wife following?"
Mo Wuji and Bai Jingqing immediately blushed furiously.
Mo Qingyun said, "You're the head of the Mo Family, so the wedding should still invite our peers. After all, the Mo Family is..."
"What about your sister? Is Old Mo getting married or are you? Who asked for your opinion?" Qin Yi unceremoniously interrupted Mo Qingyun.
Mo Qingyun's eyes nearly bulged out with anger.
"I'm Wuji's elder, you as an outsider can express opinions, why can't I?"
"You're nothing but a fake elder, old scumbag, what right do you have to give an opinion here? Stop trying to establish seniority; in my eyes, it's all about character. Those with poor character aren't even qualified to attend a wedding," Qin Yi disdainfully said.
Mo Qingyun's old face twitched with anger, "This is a matter between the Mo Family and Baihua Pavilion; you're just an outsider, what gives you the right to interfere here?"
"You know nothing. The matter between Old Mo and the little white fairy was facilitated by me."
"Without you, they could have still..."
"Could, your sister! Old scumbag, just shut up. Keep nagging, and I'll sew your mouth shut with needle and thread."
Mo Qingyun abruptly stood up, shouting angrily, "Qin Yi, don't be too arrogant, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
"Oh, are you getting feisty? Aren't you afraid we'll have another fight? This time it won't take three moves, just two will do to settle you."
Mo Qingyun opened his mouth to accept, but Mo Hutu hurriedly covered it.
"Senior Brother, you really should change this attitude of yours. If you can't win, there's no need to stubbornly confront it," Mo Hutu said.
Mo Qingyun: "..."
He wanted to slap this junior brother who kept undermining him.
Fan Ye waved her hand, "Everyone calm down, weddings are happy occasions, let's not make it difficult."
"For Old Mo and Little White Fairy's sake, I'll let you off this time. Though I would really like to hit you, don't give me the opportunity," Qin Yi coldly laughed.
Mo Qingyun's old face twitched in anger.
Qin Yi snorted, ignoring him, and turned to Fan Ye with a smile, "Senior, you all discuss the betrothal gifts. As for the wedding, we'll plan it."
"Alright then, let's decide on that for now. In the evening, over dinner, we can gather together to further discuss and finalize things."
Qin Yi nodded slightly.
"Qin Yi, I'll have Jingqing show you around Baihua Pavilion; there are some places with scenery you can't see elsewhere, and I'm sure you'll like it."
Qin Yi nodded, understanding Fan Ye's intention—to prevent him from really getting into a fight with Mo Qingyun.
The three left the main hall.
Qin Yi, with a fist gesture, leaned toward Mo Wuji's mouth, smiling, "A quick interview, Mr. Mo, how do you feel right now?"
Mo Wuji was slightly stunned, then immediately smiled, "Very excited, very happy."
Qin Yi then moved in front of Bai Jingqing, "Miss Bai, how do you feel right now?"
Bai Jingqing's face turned slightly red, "Okay."
"Uh... Okay, what's that supposed to mean? Could it be you're not satisfied with Mr. Mo?"
Bai Jingqing looked thoroughly embarrassed.
Mo Wuji quickly came to the rescue, saying, "Qin, you've been married, so you have experience. How should this wedding be done? We need your advice on many things."
"Well, you're asking the right person. With my years of marital experience, I guarantee your wedding will be flawless."
Bai Jingqing laughed, "Years of marital experience, have you been married many times?"
Qin Yi: "..."
"I misspoke, I meant years of marriage experience, hahaha..."