The City’s Strongest Son-in-law
Chapter 69 - 69 69 Only Over a Million

69: Chapter 69 Only Over a Million?

69: Chapter 69 Only Over a Million?

“Over a million isn’t much, is it?” Sun Mei felt her words were a bit unrealistic, looking awkward.

“You’re quite something now, aren’t you, just over a million?

Do you realize if that money really came from the company and our mother found out, what kind of situation Qiulu would be in?” Tang Zhenhua shook his head in anger.

“Then what do you think about the house Su Changfeng bought?” Suddenly, Sun Mei was interested.

Tang Zhenhua felt his face burning, having just driven Su Changfeng away, and now thinking about Su Changfeng’s house.

“Sun Mei, oh Sun Mei, can you be any thicker-skinned?

Didn’t you say before it was a second-hand house and you looked down on it?” Tang Zhenhua said.

Sun Mei glared at Tang Zhenhua, saying as if it was obvious, “This guy has lived here for three years, is it not okay for me to enjoy life too?”

“Then did Su Changfeng enjoy life with us?” Although Tang Zhenhua didn’t have much affection for Su Changfeng, he wasn’t as shameless as Sun Mei was, and for the sake of his pride, he was willing to live alone in the house they currently had.

Of course, if Tang Zhenhua knew Su Changfeng bought the Xianwu Mountain Villa, especially the one at the mountainside, he would shamelessly move in too, wouldn’t he?

Because his pride couldn’t be eaten, living in that mountainside villa would be the most glorious thing.

“Why does this guy have so much money?

When they got married, it was arranged by Father.

No one from Su Changfeng’s side attended the wedding.

Based on this, Su Changfeng’s background is worth pondering,” Sun Mei was calculating something in her head.

Tang Zhenhua sighed and replied, “Don’t overthink it.

If he was really some noble family’s young master, why would he stay humbly with the Tang Family for three years?

For the past three years, not to mention you, people in the Tang Family have talked bad about him countless times, and Tang Xiangdong even hit him.

If he was a noble family’s young master, would he have such a good temper?”

The words from Tang Zhenhua seemed like a bucket of cold water, drenching Sun Mei, leaving her disappointed.

She just had a fleeting thought that Su Changfeng might be a noble family’s scion, which was instantly crushed by Tang Zhenhua’s words.

“Also, think about it carefully.

If Su Changfeng really had a lot of money, why would he buy a second-hand house?

Probably after buying two cars, he wouldn’t have much money left,” Tang Zhenhua continued.

Sun Mei’s slightly eased expression immediately turned cold, as if her attitude towards Su Changfeng could change if he had money, reverting to her old attitude if he didn’t.

“Now he’s just a pauper, and still dares to treat me this way?

What does Su Changfeng think he is!” Sun Mei said coldly.

With Sun Mei’s face changing like this, Tang Zhenhua had no solution.

If he wasn’t surnamed Tang, Sun Mei wouldn’t have married him.

Tang Zhenhua knew better about Sun Mei’s love for money than Tang Qiulu did, Sun Mei always cared more about money than people!

“You’d better control your temper a bit, after all, we’re driving the car he bought us,” Tang Zhenhua said.

Sun Mei stared viciously at Tang Zhenhua, saying: “You can say that to me now?

This guy freeloaded in our house for three years, so what if he bought me a car now?”

Tang Zhenhua sighed, really not knowing what to say.

“Why are you still standing here?

Go find a house immediately!

Do you really intend to let Song Minghe laugh at us then?” Sun Mei shouted.

Thinking of this, Tang Zhenhua’s head hurt, and he was very annoyed with Chang Feng.

If it wasn’t for his boasting at the time, this whole affair would have been unnecessary!

“In your view, if Qiulu had married Song Yang back then, what would happen to our family?” Tang Zhenhua said.

“What do you think?

This useless Su Changfeng is no match for Song Yang.

That Song Yang is a senior executive in some company now, with an annual salary of over a million.

Without your deceased father, our family wouldn’t be in this situation!” Sun Mei got angry at the mention of this.

Originally, the Tang and Song families were very close, and Song Yang really liked Tang Qiulu.

However, the Tang family’s old man just broke them apart, which is why Song Minghe hates their family so much.

If they can’t manage to present a good house this time, Song Minghe would absolutely ridicule them, and their family wouldn’t be able to stand tall before the Song Family for a lifetime.

After Tang Qiulu left home, she dragged Su Changfeng to the hospital since this was caused by Tang Zhenhua, so as a daughter, it was her duty to visit.

In the hospital room, Tang Qiulu saw Wang Meixiang and Wang Lele.

When Wang Lele greeted her with a naive smile calling her sister, Tang Qiulu’s eyes instantly went wet.

“Aunt Wang, it’s all because of my father that brought you to this.

I apologize on his behalf, I am really sorry,” Tang Qiulu said.

Wang Meixiang shook her head, looking at Su Changfeng, saying: “Your husband is a great man.

He paid all the medical expenses, and not only that, he arranged for us to stay in such a VIP ward and got caregivers to take care of us.

Auntie can’t possibly blame you.”

“Aunt Wang, this is not the same thing.

My father’s mistakes and what he did can’t be lumped together,” Tang Qiulu said.

“Sister, big brother is a great man, do you have a little brother with brother now?” Wang Lele suddenly asked in front of Tang Qiulu.

With innocent childlike words, although Wang Lele said it unintentionally, it made Tang Qiulu’s face turn red.

She and Su Changfeng hadn’t even held hands yet.

How could they have a little brother?

Su Changfeng didn’t show any shy demeanor, instead he said to Wang Lele: “There’s no little brother now, but there might not be much time before one arrives.”

Tang Qiulu silently gave Su Changfeng a sidelong glance.

“When you and sister have a little brother in the future, Lele will protect him like big brother did before,” Wang Lele said, raising his fist.

Though Wang Lele’s intelligence didn’t match his peers, his heart was like a mirror, knowing how to be grateful.

Su Changfeng had protected him, so Wang Lele knew how to repay Su Changfeng.

Su Changfeng surprisedly looked at Wang Lele, asking Wang Meixiang: “Looks like Lele’s thoughts are very clear, right?”

Wang Meixiang said, “Compared to children his age, his IQ is indeed much lower.

He couldn’t speak before, but over the past two years, I’ve been telling him stories at bedtime, and Lele gradually understood a bit more.”