Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 97: Selling the Daughter_1

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Selling the Daughter_1

While they were talking, the mother-in-law, Yang Meifeng, and the father-in-law, Luo Shanchuan, also walked in.

As soon as she entered, Yang Meifeng saw Zhang Hao lying on the ground, and she quickly bent down to help him up, "Xiao Zhang, what happened to you?"

"Get lost!" Zhang Hao struggled free and then turned to enter the lobby.

Yang Meifeng looked confused, "Ning’er, what happened to Xiao Zhang? Did you upset him again?"

"How many times have I told you, Xiao Zhang is young and wealthy, and his family has a solid foundation; you can’t afford to offend him."

In reality, Yang Meifeng was just worried that Zhang Hao would take back the Xie Ruilin bracelet he had given.

Luo Ning was well aware of her mother’s thoughts; she shook her head and said, "Mom, I’m going to greet the guests."

With that, she headed into the lobby with Mo Han and her daughter.

"What, young and wealthy? Their family?" Luo Xuanran and Luo Zitong happened to walk over without anyone noticing and just caught Yang Meifeng’s words, the former said disdainfully, "Second Aunt, how outdated is your news?"

"Don’t you know that Zhang Manufacturing has been blacklisted by Wen Corporation and Tian Sheng Group, and they are on the verge of bankruptcy?"

"And you still say Zhang Hao is young and wealthy? He’s wealthy in fart only!"

"What?" Yang Meifeng exclaimed in surprise, "Zhang’s is blacklisted by Wen and Tian Sheng? When did this happen?"

"These past few days," Luo Xuanran said indifferently, "it’s been all over Jiangling City, only you didn’t know."

"If you’re talking about someone young and wealthy, you have to look at Cheng Shao." As he spoke, Luo Xuanran looked at Cheng Wanfeng with admiration, "This is Cheng Wanfeng from the Jiangnan Cheng Family, the third young master with family assets of tens of billions."

As soon as she heard ’family assets of tens of billions,’ Yang Meifeng immediately forgot about Zhang Hao and dashed over to Cheng Wanfeng. She grabbed his hand and said enthusiastically, "So you’re Cheng Shao, I’ve long admired your renown, long admired!"

"Cheng Shao is so handsome and accomplished, young and promising. I wonder if you have a girlfriend?"

Cheng Wanfeng had never seen such an enthusiastic middle-aged woman and quickly withdrew his hand, frightened.

"Mei Feng, what are you doing? You scared Cheng Shao," Luo Yuantu snorted and whispered to Cheng Wanfeng, "Cheng Shao, this is Luo Ning’s mother, Yang Meifeng. She has never liked Mo Han, the son-in-law who came into the family."

"If Cheng Shao is interested in Ning’er, you might consider making your move on her."

In truth, Luo Yuantu was more eager to introduce his own daughter, Luo Zitong, to Cheng Wanfeng, but he thought better of it.

Firstly, Cheng Wanfeng, having seen and known much in Jiangnan, had encountered too many beauties like Luo Zitong and wouldn’t spare them a second glance. In contrast, Luo Ning’s appearance, figure, and temperament were top-notch, something any man would be captivated by.

Secondly, his daughter was carrying Wang Qiang’s child. If she got involved with Cheng Wanfeng and Wang Qiang made a scene, it would be more than they could afford.

Luo Ning’s mother?

A smile spread across Cheng Wanfeng’s face, "You’re Luo Ning’s mother? Impossible. I’d have thought you were only in your early twenties. If Luo Uncle hadn’t mentioned it, I would have thought you were Luo Ning’s sister."

"Cheng Shao, you’re such a smooth talker. Auntie is old now, but Ning’er is truly lovely, like a flower in bloom," Yang Meifeng sneaked a glance at Cheng Wanfeng and sighed deliberately, "Ah... it’s a pity."

"A pity? A pity for what?" Cheng Wanfeng asked, puzzled.

"It’s such a pity that our Ning’er, so beautiful, ended up with a good-for-nothing like Mo Han!" Yang Meifeng shook her head and gritted her teeth, "It’s like a fresh flower planted in cow dung."

Luo Shanchuan saw that his wife was going too far and hurriedly coughed to intervene.

"Cough, cough, cough! What the heck are you coughing for?" With Luo Ning and Mo Han not around, Yang Meifeng couldn’t be bothered to hide her feelings anymore, "Am I wrong?"

"This good-for-nothing eats at our house, lives at our house, uses our house, and hasn’t brought a single dime in return!"

"Other sons-in-law buy villas, mansions, and luxury brand handbags and gifts for their in-laws. Has this good-for-nothing done any of that?"

Luo Shanchuan shook his head helplessly and said, "Mei Feng, there are so many outsiders here, maybe you should say less..."

"Why should I! I want to say it!" Yang Meifeng’s temper flared as she stood with hands on her hips in a shrewish manner, "Our Ning’er, in terms of looks, figure, and ability, is second to none in Jiangling City!"

"Let alone other things, the 60 million deal with Tian Sheng Group was also negotiated by Ning’er!"

"My outstanding daughter has married a good-for-nothing, and it infuriates me to no end!"

As she spoke, she glanced at Cheng Wanfeng and continued, "If Ning’er could marry someone like Cheng Shao, I wouldn’t have to worry so much!"

After her words fell, the three Luo men looked at each other, dumbfounded.

They had thought Yang Meifeng would be cautious about attracting Cheng Wanfeng to be her son-in-law, only to find her quite blatant.

She was clearly telling Cheng Wanfeng to hurry up and pursue her daughter.

What they didn’t know was that Yang Meifeng was really anxious.

These last few days, Mo Han had been sleeping in Luo Ning’s room, and though he was still sleeping on the floor, Yang Meifeng was worried that the two might rekindle their old flame in a moment of passion, and if she got pregnant again, it would be trouble.

Most importantly, she learned that Zhang Hao’s family was on the brink of bankruptcy, so she had to find another backup option for her daughter quickly, and just then, Cheng Wanfeng of the hundred-billion-asset family appeared, meeting all her requirements.

"To tell you the truth, I feel quite regretful too," Cheng Wanfeng clearly understood Yang Meifeng’s intentions and said with a smile, "Miss Luo Ning is so beautiful, yet she’s with such an ordinary person."

"If we had met each other sooner, maybe..."

"It’s not too late to get to know each other now!" Yang Meifeng grinned, taking out a piece of paper from her bosom and writing down her and Luo Ning’s phone numbers, "Cheng Shao, here’s Ning’er’s phone number. You young people should go out for a drink sometime."

"If you have any questions, you can call the number at the bottom. That’s mine."

"Mei Feng, what am I supposed to say to you! You’re selling your own daughter!" Luo Shanchuan shook his head repeatedly.

Just then, a member of the event staff waved at Luo Yuantu, who hurriedly said, "Alright, we’ll talk later. The banquet is about to start!"