The Crazy Son-In-Law

“Is Nie Yue alright? Go check on him, we can’t afford a fatality.”

“What’s happening? Xiao Shun was too harsh!”

“Quick, call an ambulance, get him to the hospital!”

The chaos had just subsided at the scene, and many people hadn’t seen what had happened before Nie Yue was already down. Tang Shishi followed Xiao Shun to the parking lot in a daze, only to regain her senses and look at the dozen or so luxury sports cars worth millions. She felt a bit of a headache.

“What do you plan to do with these cars?”

“First find someone to park them somewhere else. Tomorrow I’ll take over Qin’s Cottage of Herbs and put them there,” Xiao Shun thought for a moment and said.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Tang Shishi said with a bit of a laugh, “You made a good deal coming to the capital this time. You got a big house and won more than a dozen luxury cars…”

“It’s alright,” Xiao Shun said with a smug smile.

“Can you take your hand off my waist now?” Tang Shishi shot him a glance.

“Sorry, I got carried away.” Xiao Shun chuckled and removed his hand from her waist. He couldn’t help but admit that her figure was quite appealing.

It was only then that Tang Shishi felt her heart pounding. She cleared her throat and said, “Let’s get in the car. We should go back. You have too many enemies here now. I’m afraid someone might hit you from behind.”

After the two got into the car, Tang Shishi started it up and quickly left the Cheng family estate.

“Do you think Nie Yue will be okay?” Tang Shishi asked with concern as she drove.

She knew Nie Yue’s identity and had often heard of his feats in the capital. Even Kong Yi had said he wasn’t easy to mess with, indicating that he was indeed a tough character. If anything happened to him, Xiao Shun would really be in big trouble. After all, this was all because of her, so she was somewhat uneasy.

“He’s a martial artist, so his physical condition is not like that of ordinary people. He’ll be fine. I know my limits,” Xiao Shun said.

“That’s good,” Tang Shishi sighed in relief.

“I’ll take care of the transfer procedures for the Cottage of Herbs tomorrow and then go back. You can have the cars transferred to your name then.”

“Alright,” Tang Shishi replied casually.

She had enjoyed her days with Xiao Shun. Happy times always seemed to pass quickly. It felt like it was over in the blink of an eye. She wanted to sigh, “That was quick,” but swallowed her words. After all, Xiao Shun didn’t belong to her or to this place, which made her feel a bit sad.

“Tang Guo hasn’t made up her mind yet. Once she does, I’ll find time to come over,” Xiao Shun said after a moment of silence.

“She’ll make up her mind soon.” Tang Shishi suddenly didn’t feel so bad because she was already looking forward to the next time Xiao Shun would come to the capital. As for Tang Guo, she would need to find time to do some “ideological work” on her.

“Also, if the person you’re looking for has any news, I’ll let you know immediately,” Tang Shishi added.

“Hmm,” Xiao Shun replied casually.

By the time the two left the Cheng family estate, it was already late. After a quick dinner outside, Xiao Shun returned to his hotel. After a short rest, he dialed Qin Zhiyu’s number.

Soon, Qin Zhiyu’s lazy and charming voice came from the other end.

“Handsome guy, what can I do for you?”

Xiao Shun checked the number to make sure he hadn’t dialed the wrong one, then asked, “What did you just call me?”

“Hand… some guy. What’s wrong?” Qin Zhiyu’s voice seemed a bit cautious.

“I thought we were friends…”

“Oh, it’s okay. You can call me that from now on,” Xiao Shun shamelessly said.

“You scared me. What do you need?” Qin Zhiyu said, relieved.

“Two things. I have some free time tomorrow. Let’s go take care of the transfer procedures for Cottage of Herbs. You can show me the house while we’re at it. Also, find me a car to send Tian Huacheng to Stillwater. Someone there will pick him up,” Xiao Shun said succinctly.

Tian Huacheng couldn’t move at the moment, so there was no need to worry about him escaping. Driving from the capital to Stillwater on the highway would take about ten hours, so it wasn’t too troublesome.

“Alright, no problem,” Qin Zhiyu responded.

Then, Xiao Shun gave Duan Jia’s number to Qin Zhiyu, instructing her to contact Duan Jia once the car she sent arrived in Stillwater.

Since he wasn’t very familiar with Qin Zhiyu, there wasn’t much else to say. After hanging up, he called Duan Jia, asking him to arrange a pick-up.

Duan Jia agreed readily, chuckling, “Linger has been asking me when you’re returning these past few days. Why don’t you call her back?”

Xiao Shun hesitated before replying, “I’ll be back soon. We can talk when I get back.”

Song Linger’s affection was simple and unobtrusive. She would merely gaze at him with her infatuated expression, unwilling to pressure him in any way.

So, even though she missed Xiao Shun, she would not take the initiative to call him. This was Song Linger-pure and kind-hearted.

“Why don’t you accept her? It’s normal for a man, especially an impressive man like you, to have a few women. Linger is wonderful-beautiful and well-shaped, and her father, Song Qingzhou, is a big shot. You two are a good match. I think it’s great,” Duan Jia said with a smirk.

“Get lost, she’s my disciple.”

“Alright, we’re both men. What’s there to hide? Can you honestly say you don’t like her at all?”

“What do you, a brute, know about affection? I’m hanging up, remember to pick up the person.”

Xiao Shun felt like a child whose lie had been exposed, a bit annoyed, not at Duan Jia, but at himself.

Why is it so hard to be a faithful man?

The world is full of too many temptations.

Knock knock knock!

After finishing his call with Duan Jia and about to shower, a knock came from the door.

He opened the door to find a man in his thirties, dressed in a black suit, looking serious.

He had short black hair, sharp brows and eyes, and a firm face. He was the image of a tough man.

“You’re Mr. Xiao, right?” the man in the black suit asked, expressionless.

“What can I do for you?” Xiao Shun asked, studying the visitor.

“Is this yours?”

The man in the black suit pulled out a photograph from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Shun.

It was a photograph of Fang Jing, which he always carried with him for comparison in case he ran into someone who looked like her on the street. He remembered checking it that morning. It must have fallen out when he was at Cheng’s house. If it weren’t for this man, he wouldn’t have noticed that the photograph was gone.

“Thank you, it’s mine. May I ask who you are?”

Xiao Shun was puzzled. Normally, people would discard such a photograph if they found it.

Not only did the visitor know that the photograph was his, but he also went out of his way to return it. Something didn’t add up.