The Crazy Son-In-Law

“By the way, why did you come to see me?” Zhu Que asked.

She was familiar with Song Linger, conversing more with her, unlike the silence she maintained in front of her colleagues at work. It wasn’t that her colleagues shunned her, possibly because she was too beautiful and over 1. 7 meters tall, radiating a wild and unbridled pride that inadvertently made others feel oppressed.

“Nothing, I just thought you might be bored at work, so I came to keep you company,” Song Linger said with a playful smile.

Zhu Que’s deep gaze fell upon her: “I don’t believe you.”

“Believe it or not, I’ll visit you often and accompany you in your games, okay?”

“No, I have work.”

“I’ll work with you. I’m better than you, and we’ll both protect Miss Yao.”

“You’re not as good as me. You can’t dodge my gun,” Zhu Que retorted, not willing to concede.

“How would you know without trying? My Ripple Steps have been polished to perfection now.”

“You still won’t be able to dodge,” Zhu Que insisted.

“… Alright, whatever you say. How about another round?” Song Linger, in a position to ask a favor, had no choice but to yield and waved her phone.

“Let’s go!”

Xiao Shun and Yao Cen walked into the elevator area to see Zhu Que and Song Linger sitting on the floor, leaning against a wall, playing joyfully. They both paused in surprise.

Xiao Shun touched his forehead and sighed internally. This Song Linger, always rushing headlong into things. She had agreed just the night before and was now putting her plan into action.

“Master, Yao,” Song Linger called out as she saw Xiao Shun and Yao Cen, swiftly packing up her phone and standing to greet them.

Zhu Que also stood up, looking like a child caught snacking, her face full of embarrassment.

“Linger, you came to see your master, right?” Yao Cen asked with a smile.

In fact, she held no malice towards Song Linger. Perhaps it was because the girl looked too innocent and pure, her beauty was striking, and her smile could melt hearts. Even women couldn’t help but feel affection for her when they saw her.

The two had met twice before, once at Yao House and once at the hospital, but they had barely spoken, so they weren’t exactly familiar.

“No, no, I came to play with Zhu Que,” Song Linger quickly denied.

But she wasn’t very good at lying.

At that moment, her face seemed to bear four large characters: “I am lying.”

“Yao, your outfit looks really beautiful on you. Where did you get it?” She abruptly changed the subject, asking with a grin.

“Thank you. It’s from a shop I frequent in Century Plaza. I’m going shopping soon, why don’t you come with us? You can check it out,” Yao Cen replied with a smile.

“Zhu Que should come too, I’ve never seen you buy clothes.”

“Sure,” Song Linger blurted out before realizing it wasn’t appropriate and quickly corrected herself, “Next time, I just remembered something I have to do at home.”

“I have something to do too,” Zhu Que added.

“Alright then, next time when we have the chance,” Yao Cen said.

“We’ll go ahead, you guys carry on.”

“Mm!” Song Linger nodded vigorously, “Goodbye Master, goodbye Yao.”

After watching Xiao Shun and Yao Cen step into the elevator, Song Linger thumped her chest and let out a long breath.

“What’s wrong with you? Yao is very nice. There’s no need to be this scared,” Zhu Que asked, puzzled.

“I wasn’t…”

Inside the elevator, Yao Cen glanced at Xiao Shun and asked, “She came to see you, didn’t she?”

“No,” Xiao Shun turned to look at her and denied.

“She came to see you.”

“Why are you feeling guilty? That girl wears her heart on her sleeve. You think I can’t tell?” Yao Cen glanced at him sidelong.

“I’m not guilty, she really came to see you,” Xiao Shun protested innocently.

He wasn’t lying this time. Song Linger did indeed come to see Yao Cen, albeit in a roundabout way.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

As they were talking, the elevator doors opened. Yao Cen naturally didn’t take his words seriously and didn’t bother to respond.

The two of them exited the elevator, one after the other.

About half an hour later, the car slowly drove into the underground parking lot of Century Plaza.

After confirming Wen Wanyu’s location over the phone, Yao Cen and Xiao Shun exited the car and took the elevator to the second floor of the mall.

Wen Wanyu was already waiting at theelevator.

After a warm hug, Wen Wanyu impatiently asked, “Why did you bring him?”

She had heard of the recent discord between Yao Cen and him, even to the point of almost divorcing. She felt indignant for Yao Cen, hence her displeasure with him.

“Watch your words. Your husband is working under me, and I can fire him whenever I want,” Xiao Shun raised his eyebrows.

“You’re so carefree not having to work, spending money that comes from the salary I pay your husband.”

“You…” Wen Wanyu huffed, puffing her cheeks and glaring at him.

“Well, my husband earns it through his work. It’s deserved.”

“Enough, I know the two of you don’t get along,” Yao Cen said, arm in arm with Wen Wanyu, playing peacekeeper.

“We need someone to carry our shopping bags, don’t we?”

Wen Wanyu grumbled but didn’t continue the argument.

Unlike most men, Xiao Shun did not hate shopping. He actually enjoyed it.

Of course, if they had two beautiful women accompanying them, most men would probably not reject the idea. The reason they disliked it was because their companions failed to make them feel good about themselves.

When Yao Cen was picking clothes for Xiao Shun, Wen Wanyu finally understood what it meant to be a clothes rack.

Though she didn’t say it aloud, she had to admit that Xiao Shun had a well-built figure. He could carry off any piece of clothing with a good cut.

“I bet he’s quite good in bed, huh? With that physique, tut tut,” she said.

Taking advantage of the moment Xiao Shun went to try on clothes, Wen Wanyu whispered in Yao Cen’s ear.

Yao Cen gently pushed her away, a blush creeping onto her face and extending to her ears.

“Really? He hasn’t…?” Wen Wanyu asked, her face a picture of surprise.

“He’s such a loser. After all this time, he still hasn’t won you over. Is he a man at all? If I were him, I would have taken you by storm by now. After all, you’re a legal couple. What can you do? Given his courage, I think we wronged him last time.”

“Whose side are you on?” Yao Cen rolled her eyes at her, blushing.

“Of course I’m on your side. But you’re 27 now. It’s time to think about having children. I’m already preparing for pregnancy. In a few years, once you’ve had a child, it’ll be hard to regain your figure. So don’t be so reserved.”

“If he doesn’t make a move, you take the initiative. You’re so beautiful and have such a good figure. If you stripped and lay down, I don’t believe he wouldn’t know what to do,” Wen Wanyu whispered.