Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 251: Struck it Rich

Chapter 251: Chapter 251: Struck it Rich

While Han Jingting was renting an apartment outside, the door at her home in Fenghua Residential Area had been knocked on.

Guo Yueling casually said, "Who’s that?"

Ding Lijuan scoffed, "Do I even need to say? It must be Jingting coming back!"

"This girl really is something, knowing full well she’d have nowhere to go after leaving home, yet she still insists on butting heads with me. Look, she’s come back all obedient now!"

Ding Lijuan was brimming with smugness, assuming the victory was hers.

However, the very next moment, as she opened the door, she was taken aback.

Standing outside was not Han Jingting, but a strange middle-aged man.

"Who are you looking for?" Ding Lijuan asked impatiently.

"Oh, hello, my name is Meng Jinzhou. Is this the home of Miss Han Jingting?" Meng Jinzhou beamed with a smile.

Ding Lijuan felt suspicious, "Meng Jinzhou? Why does that name sound somewhat familiar?"

Meng Jinzhou quickly said, "Oh, I’m Meng Junchen’s father!"

Ding Lijuan immediately snapped back to reality, her attitude taking a full 180-degree turn, "Oh, so you’re Director Meng! How rude of me, how rude! Please, come in and have a seat!"

Meng Jinzhou waved his hand, "No need to go inside, I came here today to discuss something important with Miss Han. May I know if she is at home?"

"Oh, she... went out. Whatever it is, you can tell me," she replied.

Meng Jinzhou hesitated for a moment before nodding, "That will do. Actually, I’m here to deliver money to Miss Han on behalf of Jun Chen!"

As he spoke, Meng Jinzhou took out a bank card and handed it to Ding Lijuan.

"There’s twenty million in this card, the PIN is six eights, please make sure you pass it to Miss Han!"

Ding Lijuan and others were still unaware of the incident where Meng Junchen had stolen the twenty-million check, so Meng Jinzhou simply stated it was repayment, without going into further explanation.

"Twenty... twenty million?!"

Upon hearing the amount, Ding Lijuan’s eyes lit up with excitement, her mind going blank.

She had never seen so much money before!

"Please make sure you pass this on to Miss Han for me, I’ll be on my way now!"

No sooner had Meng Jinzhou spoken than he left promptly.

Ding Lijuan was caught up in her excitement, forgetting even to speak.

After a moment, Ding Lijuan finally came back to her senses and rushed back to the living room, ecstatic.

"We’re rich! We’ve struck it rich! Hahaha..."

In the living room, Ding Liang, Guo Yueling, and the others were utterly confused.

Ding Liang, "Auntie, what’s gotten into you? What’s made you so happy?"

Ding Lijuan, her face flushed with excitement, reiterated the fact that Meng Jinzhou had delivered twenty million.

After listening to Ding Lijuan’s story, Ding Liang and the others were also shocked, their eyes widening in disbelief.

Twenty million!

For them, this was an astronomical sum.

But then, Ding Liang intentionally put on a disappointed face.

"Auntie, it’s a lot of money, but after all, it’s my sister’s money. It doesn’t seem like she would let us spend it."

"Ah, such a false sense of joy."

Guo Yueling also chimed in, "Yeah, Jingting despises me and Xiao Liang so much, she definitely won’t let us use that money."

"Not just us, I think, with Jingting’s temperament, even if big sister you wanted to spend it, she might not let you either."

Guo Yueling was deliberately provoking.

Ding Lijuan indeed fell for it, immediately exploding with anger, "She dares!"

"She’s my daughter, the one I’ve painstakingly raised! What right does she have to deny me spending this money!"

"Plus, Meng Jinzhou already said, the money is a gift from Jun Chen to Jingting, not something Jingting earned herself."

"Money that’s picked up like this, it’d be a waste not to spend it!"

Ding Liang tentatively asked, "Auntie, what about us?"

Ding Lijuan’s face showed affectionate indulgence, "Do I even need to say it? You care so much for your aunt, so isn’t my money your money? Of course, you can spend it as you wish!"

At this moment, Ding Lijuan’s mentality was exactly like that of a nouveau riche who had just struck it rich with the lottery, eager to share her wealth with all her loved ones in universal celebration.

"Really?" Ding Liang could hardly believe it.

Ding Lijuan’s face was full of magnanimity, "Of course it’s true, your auntie has money now. Tell me, what gift do you want? I’ll give it to you!"

With his thoughts stirred, Ding Liang immediately said, "Auntie, I’ve always wanted to buy a car to drive, I wonder if you could satisfy my wish?"

Ding Lijuan made a grand gesture, "What’s a car in the grand scheme of things? I’ll buy it for you today!"

"Really? Then shall we go look at cars now?" Ding Liang’s face was full of anticipation.

"Look at how anxious you are, alright, let’s go, we’ll buy you a car right now!"

Half an hour later, Ding Liang, leading Ding Lijuan, arrived at the Ferrari dealership.

A man as shrewd as Ding Liang naturally would not miss the chance to milk a wealthy individual, deliberately choosing such a high-end brand.

Twenty minutes later, Ding Liang finally made his choice of car.

A Ferrari F8!

"Auntie, I’ll take this one."

"Alright, attendant, how much is this car?" Ding Lijuan asked the nearby salesperson, casual and forthright.

The salesperson, seeing their bearing, thought they were the type unfamiliar with high society.

Still, she answered truthfully, "This Ferrari F8 is priced at 3.2 million!"

"That expensive? Why don’t you just go rob someone!"

Ding Lijuan was just an ordinary housewife on regular days and didn’t have any concept of cars—she was genuinely shocked by the price tag.

The female salesperson snorted coldly, "Auntie, please mind your words. Our brand caters to a high-end clientele. How is that robbery?"

"If you can’t afford a Ferrari, perhaps you can look at those low-end car dealerships. Their cars are cheaper and more suited to your status!"

Ding Lijuan immediately took offense, "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean low-end cars are suited to our status?"

"Are you implying that people of our status can only drive low-end cars?"

"Aren’t you just a damn car saleswoman? Who are you looking down on?"

Ding Lijuan was not one to be trifled with; she lashed out at the saleswoman with a stream of invectives.

The saleswoman was left speechless by the tirade, while Ding Lijuan was still fuming.

Ding Liang quickly put on a look of aggrieved innocence, "Auntie, this car is indeed a bit expensive, and with my current status, perhaps I really don’t deserve to drive such a nice car. Maybe... let’s just forget it..."

While he said to forget it, Ding Liang’s gaze never left the car, his eyes brimming with reluctance.

This tactic of feigning retreat in order to advance was executed by Ding Liang to perfection.

Seeing Ding Liang look so pitiful, Ding Lijuan indeed felt sorry for him and immediately decided, "Our Xiao Liang is so outstanding, how could he not deserve such a nice car! No more choosing, we’re taking this one!"

With that, Ding Lijuan threw her card in front of the saleswoman, "What are you standing around for, go swipe the card for me now!"