The Crazy Son-In-Law

“Wan, forget it. We are gentlemen. Since the two beauties have something to do, let them leave. We’ll keep drinking,” Garcia, the foreigner, stood up to smooth things over.

“Since Mr. Garcia is speaking for you, you can get lost,” Wan Zhenghao suppressed his anger and said.

Wen Ting looked as if she had suffered a huge grievance. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pulled Wen Yan and hurried towards the bar exit.

When Wen Yao saw the two of them leave the bar, her eyes smiled into slits. She quickly went over to greet them, “You guys are out. You didn’t eat dinner yet. I brought you some skewers…”

Slap!

Wen Ting slapped her fat, round face, venting all her anger and grievance on her in one go. She angrily shouted, “Get lost!”

Wen Yao was stunned, her smile freezing on her face. She didn’t know what she had done wrong and stood there covering her face in a daze.

Wen Ting and Wen Yan strode past her without a second glance, quickly getting into a taxi and leaving the bar.

Xiao Shun and the others drank until 11pm before finally calling it a night. When they walked out of the bar, their steps were a little unsteady. They decided to just leave the car here and come back for it tomorrow.

Since Xiao Shun and his friend weren’t going in the same direction, they bid farewell and took separate taxis.

“Don’t throw up in my cab, buddy,” the driver said when he saw Xiao Shun stumbling drunkenly into the taxi.

“Lakeview Ranch,” Xiao Shun said.

“You sure Lakeview Ranch, buddy?”

The taxi driver was familiar with the area. Only important officials lived there, all with chauffeured cars picking them up and dropping them off. No one ever took a taxi there. Hence his question.

“Yes, let’s go,” Xiao Shun said firmly.

“Alright,” the driver responded and started the car, quickly driving forward. He just needed to drop off the passenger wherever requested. It wasn’t his concern whether the passenger actually lived there or not. He was just checking to avoid going to the wrong place.

Halfway into the journey, Xiao Shun caught a glimpse of a figure, or rather a blob of a figure, out of the corner of his eye.

Wen Yao’s physique was just too eye-catching, even in the night.

“Master, stop for a bit,” Xiao Shun said.

“You wanna throw up?” The driver quickly hit the brakes.

The car stopped and Xiao Shun got out, gazing over at that blobby figure.

It was late into the night and there were few people on the streets.

Under the dim, yellow streetlights, Wen Yao lumbered along, her bulky body swaying as she kept her head lowered and slowly shuffled this way. She looked exceptionally lonely.

“Xiao… Xiao…” Wen Yao saw Xiao Shun and her eyes suddenly lit up. She stammered, “Xiao…”

“Xiao Shun,” Xiao Shun felt a little speechless. Was my name that hard to remember? Or did I just lack memorable features?NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

“Sorry… I forgot your name again,” she apologized, looking rather awkward.

“It’s fine. What are you doing here alone?” Xiao Shun wondered.

Back at the bar, Wen Yan had said they came together. Wen Yao didn’t like bars so she was eating outside instead. How did she end up wandering the streets alone now?

“My phone ran out of battery. I didn’t have money for a cab,” Wen Yao hemmed and hawed, seeming very ill at ease. Perhaps she had never been in such an awkward situation before.

“I see. Come on, take a cab with me. I’ll send you back first,” Xiao Shun said.

Wen Yao hesitated slightly. “Thank you.”

“Where do you live?” Xiao Shun asked.

“Sea Tree Hotel.”

As they spoke, they got into the taxi. Xiao Shun told the driver, “Sea Tree Hotel first.”

“Got it!” The taxi driver stepped on the accelerator and the car sped off towards Sea Tree Hotel.

“I saw your two sisters at the bar just now. How come you didn’t go back with them?” Xiao Shun asked.

The red imprint on her face was still clearly visible. No matter what, Wen Ting was a cultivator. Her full force slap was no joke.

Xiao Shun had noticed it from the start but did not ask outright.

“I don’t like places like that,” Wen Yao said.

“I meant, why didn’t you go home with them?” Only then did Xiao Shun realize his question was ambiguous.

“No… nothing…” Wen Yao stammered as tears involuntarily welled up in her eyes.

Seeing that, Xiao Shun didn’t probe further. They must have left her behind. As for the slap mark on her face, it was almost certainly done by one of her sisters.

About ten minutes later, the taxi pulled over by the side of the road outside Sea Tree Hotel.

After alighting, Wen Yao bowed deeply to Xiao Shun again and thanked him, “Thank you.”

“Go on in,” Xiao Shun smiled.

“Oh yes, I might be able to cure your illness. If you believe me, let me try. I’ll send you my address later. Come find me tomorrow,” Wen Yao suddenly said.

Xiao Shun was taken aback for a moment but nodded hesitantly in the end. He didn’t know how to respond.

Wen Yao turned and walked towards the hotel entrance. At the door, she looked back once more but the taxi had already left.

Back in her hotel room, Wen Yao plugged in her phone. A text message popped up immediately: “Lantin River Riverland Bay…”

It was past midnight when Xiao Shun got home. Yao Cen was still awake, curled up on the sofa watching TV.

“Still not sleeping?” Xiao Shun sat down beside her and asked.

“Not used to suddenly moving here yet. Can’t sleep,” Yao Cen smiled and replied.

“You can get used to staying in hotels but not your own home? Is it because I wasn’t home?” Xiao Shun clasped her petite feet in his hands and gently massaged them, teasingly asking.

“It’s because of you, smelly oaf. Hurry up and wash up. You reek of alcohol,” Yao Cen chided.

“Let me catch my breath first since I just got back,” Xiao Shun laughed and said. “How are Granny and Little Hu? Have they gotten used to it here?”

“Not bad. They went to bed early. Just that Granny still misses the vegetable patch she planted at the factory,” Yao Cen said with a smile.

“Mm,” Xiao Shun murmured in agreement.

“Oh yes, do you still remember that chubby lass who stood up for us at the barbecue street?”

“I remember. Nice girl. You said she was ill right?”

“Mm. I saw her again today.” Xiao Shun gave Yao Cen a brief rundown of what happened tonight.

“Poor thing. Help her if you can,” Yao Cen sighed after listening.

“That was my intention. Just not sure if she believes me now. I can’t do anything if she doesn’t believe me,” Xiao Shun said.

“If I become as fat as her one day, would you still want me?” Yao Cen suddenly wondered, looking at him earnestly.

“No matter how you look, I’ll always want you. A chaff wife cannot be discarded,” Xiao Shun solemnly declared.

Yao Cen was touched at first before realizing the last bit didn’t sound right. Irritated, she said, “Who’s a chaff wife?”

“Tsk, don’t you have any culture? You graduated from university too. Chaff wife means a wife who sticks with you through adversity. It’s a compliment,” Xiao Shun was taken aback before mocking her.