The Crazy Son-In-Law

Witnessing the unbelievable scene, Kou Moshu’s smile froze on his face.

This couldn’t be possible!

How could a good-for-nothing son-in-law like him know Stillwater’s underground emperor-the President of the Pearl Commercial Chamber!

And Zhuang Jin seemed to be treating him with so much respect, what was going on?

He wasn’t the only one who had such thoughts. Everyone present was confused as they watched this miraculous scene unfold. The helper Kou Moshu had called actually went to sit with his enemy.

Zhou Chu and the others exchanged puzzled glances.

“President Zhuang, what do you mean?” Kou Moshu asked.

“Isn’t it obvious enough?” Zhuang Jin responded expressionlessly.

How could Zhuang Jin not know the difference in importance between them?

Xiao Shun was now the branch head of the Oakland Old School Society, and Golden Holding was just one of the companies under Old School Society. Xiao Shun, on the other hand, was the branch head who could mobilize the entire Oakland Old School Society’s resources. Wasn’t it clear who was more important?

“Do you have more people? If not, it’s my turn, and I don’t need to call anyone,” Xiao Shun said indifferently.

“No need for Mr. Xiao to do anything. If I can’t satisfy Mr. Xiao today, he won’t be able to leave here!” Zhuang Jin immediately said with a serious face.

Kou Moshu was truly panicked now. Zhuang Jin had brought over a hundred people to the bar, and Kou Moshu had few connections in Stillwater. Who could he even stand against the underground emperor like Zhuang Jin?

Afraid, Kou Moshu was indeed scared.

He had never been in such a situation his entire life. He was totally helpless!

After much thought, it seemed that the only person he could turn to now was his father, Kou Zhengqing.

He usually acted arrogantly behind his father’s back, and if his father knew about this, he would surely scold him to death. But what else could he do? He couldn’t really lose his legs, right? Today, it was obvious that he had messed with the wrong guy.

Kou Moshu took out his phone again and dialed Kou Zhengqing’s number.

“Moshu, what’s the matter so late?” Kou Zhengqing’s hoarse voice came from the other end of the line, probably having already gone to bed.

“Dad, save me, I’m surrounded by some people in Stillwater,” Kou Moshu said urgently, almost in tears.

“What? You little scoundrel, what are you doing in Stillwater?” Kou Zhengqing’s voice raised a few decibels, his heart tightening.

No one knew his son better than a father. He understood his son quite well.

His position as the chairman of Golden Holding had made his son arrogant and condescending, and he would never speak so humbly unless the situation was dire. He could also hear the fear in his son’s voice.

“Can we talk about that later? Dad, please think of a way to save me!” Kou Moshu pleaded.

“What do they want? What do they want to do?” Kou Zhengqing’s words carried a murderous tone.

No matter how incapable Kou Moshu was, he was still his son, Kou Zhengqing’s son.

“Is there really someone in little Stillwater who dares to touch my son? How arrogant! Give the phone to him!”

With a trembling heart, Kou Moshu walked over and handed the phone to Xiao Shun: “My father wants to talk to you.”

Xiao Shun glanced at the phone in his hand, took it, pressed the speaker button, and placed it on the bar counter.

He got straight to the point: “I am Xiao Shun. Your son made quite a lot of trouble here because he thinks he has got your support. Today, I want to break his legs. If you have anything to say, say it now.”

What!?

How audacious! He was speaking directly to Kou Zhengqing, saying he would break his son’s legs?

The chairman of Golden Holding had his roots and heritage in Harrow, which was incomparable to that of the four major families in Stillwater. After all, Harrow was the capital city of Oakland, and could not be compared to the small town of Stillwater. Everyone held their breath, and the large bar fell silent, seemingly waiting for the eruption of a volcano.

“If Mr. Xiao said so.”

After a long while, a short and helpless sentence came through the phone, instantly hitting Kou Moshu’s heart like a thunderbolt. This was impossible! Absolutely impossible!

“Dad, what did you say? What did you just say?”

“No, this isn’t real, I don’t believe it!” Kou Moshu nearly went mad. However, all he was met with was the ruthless busy tone, beep, beep, beep.

Kou Zhengqing was sweating profusely after hanging up the phone, his heart aching. Who was that person on the other end? Others were not clear about it, but as someone who was working for the Oakland Old School Society, how could he not know? That person was said to have killed Tang Zhanpeng in one move and even Master Zuo Zhiyuan couldn’t withstand three moves against him. Such a terrifying person being a branch head of the Oakland Old School Society was a waste of talent.

The Old School Society had even given him unprecedented privileges in order to win him over. If they had to choose between him and Xiao Shun, the Old School Society would definitely choose Xiao Shun without hesitation. Kou Zhengqing knew the stakes all too well. If he dared to defy Xiao Shun, not only would Kou Moshu’s legs be at risk, but even his current position might be in jeopardy. So, he could only choose to submit.

Not only Kou Moshu, but also everyone else in the room, except for Xiao Shun, could not believe that this was coming from Kou Zhengqing’s mouth. However, the call had been made by Kou Moshu himself, and the voice could not be faked. Even his friends, who were once arrogant and domineering, were now standing there, looking lost and dejected.

Feeling similarly uneasy were Zhou Chu and others. Was this really the same man who was once treated like a doormat by his in-laws? Zhuang Jin, the president of Pearl Commercial Chamber, was extremely respectful towards him, and Kou Zhengqing, the most powerful chairman of Golden Holding in Oakland Province, obeyed him unconditionally.

With such power to turn things around, who on earth was he?

“Who are you?” Kou Moshu came to his senses, his eyes red, staring at Xiao Shun like a wild beast that had lost control. He could not believe that a son-in-law could have such great power, enough to make his father submit.

“Kou, have you had enough?” Zhuang Jin said with a stern face.

Thump!

Kou Moshu finally broke down, collapsing to the ground. He was, after all, just a playboy who knew nothing better than drinking and playing with women.

“Mr. Xiao… Mr. Xiao, I was wrong. Please spare me this time. I beg you to spare me this time!” He suddenly seemed to think of something, turned his head to look at Lin Jiayin, and pointed at her, saying, “It’s all because of this woman! It’s all her fault! I have no grudge against you. It’s all because she bewitched me into disrespecting you. Please be generous and spare me this time. In the future, I will be at your service.”

Then he stood up, ran to Lin Jiayin, grabbed her hair, and dragged her in front of Xiao Shun. With tears streaming down his face, he said, “Mr. Xiao, I’ll leave this woman to you. Do with her as you please. You have to believe me. It’s all her fault, and I had nothing to do with it.”Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Lin Jiayin let out a painful scream and struggled bitterly.