The Crazy Son-In-Law

“What’s your relationship with the Harrow Wei family? Who is Wei Wendong to you?” Xiao Shun asked.

At this point in the conversation, he was fairly certain that Miss Wei was indeed a member of the Wei family. This seemed a bit odd; of course, anyone with the surname Wei would be a part of the Wei family. But what else could she be?

Throughout the millennia, many large families have branched out so much that they have become virtually unrecognizable from each other, with distances between them spanning thousands of miles and no interactions occurring between them. Therefore, it was perfectly normal for her to be a Wei and not necessarily be involved with his affairs.

“He’s my grandfather,” Wei Rong replied honestly.

“I see, you’re using someone else to do your dirty work,” Xiao Shun said with a faint smile.

“You’ve already killed my great-grandfather. The fact that you’re still alive is a miracle. This is just a small lesson for you,” Wei Rong said with an icy stare.

It seemed like the Wei family had never given up on dealing with Xiao Shun. Even during the time when his life was hanging in the balance, they were still plotting against his Starline Bio.

Xiao Shun didn’t know about Yang Zinuo’s relationship with the Wei family. In fact, when Yang Zinuo brought news of his death to the Wei family, it was a relief for them, bringing a sense of joy as if a great revenge had been achieved.

However, they didn’t expect him to be still alive and brazenly appearing in Stillwater. Due to this, Yang Zinuo suffered a significant loss of face within the Wei family.

The Tan family was powerful, and in Wei Rong’s view, a small Starline Bio could not withstand the pressure from the Tan family. Therefore, Starline Bio could only choose to give up on the land.

After all, that land had already been approved by the Investment Office. Could they possibly say they didn’t want it and ask for something else?

The ultimate result might be that Starline Bio would have to give up on building a factory in Harrow.

However, as an ordinary person, Wei Rong was not aware of the situation in the cultivation world.

If she knew that Xiao Shun dared to challenge the Old School Society, which appeared to be hundreds of times stronger than him, she probably wouldn’t think that Xiao Shun would choose to submit in this matter.

“Regardless, thank you, Miss Wei, for telling me the truth. The coffee is on me,” Xiao Shun said with a smile.

Wei Rong sneered and did not respond.

Xiao Shun called the waiter over to pay the bill and stood up. “I won’t keep you any longer. When you get home, tell your grandfather to tighten his skin. I’ll deal with your Wei family when I have the time.”

“You’re overestimating yourself,” Wei Rong said, watching his retreating figure with a sneer.

Back in the car, Xiao Shun first called Yao Cen to check on her situation.

The office had been cleaned up, but the property management insisted on them moving as soon as possible. So Yao Cen and Zhu Que were currently looking for a new office location. Fortunately, it was just a temporary office, so moving wouldn’t be too much of a hassle.

Then he dialed Ding Yue’s number and soon heard Ding Yue’s crisp voice.

“Boss, how may I assist you?”

“Help me look into the situation of the Tan family in Harrow,” Xiao Shun said. He needed to know if the knife borrowed by the Wei family was a Qinglong Yanyue knife or just a plastic toy.

“But from Wei Rong’s tone, I can probably guess that it’s not easy to deal with.”

“The Tan family of Harrow’s richest man, Tan Haohan? More accurately, the richest man in Oars,” Ding Yue said.

“How much do you know about the Tan family?” Xiao Shun asked.

“Only about what I just said, but I will investigate further for you,” she replied.

“Great, thank you.”

“No problem, and by the way, the Harrow branch of Morgan Capital is almost ready. I might be going there in a few days,” Ding Yue changed the subject.

“That’s very efficient. When you come, I’ll treat you to a meal,” Xiao Shun said with a smile.

“We have a deal.”

“We have a deal,” Xiao Shun agreed.

After hanging up, he leaned back in his seat with his arms crossed.

In Harrow, he still had some connections he could use, like He Guangji, Wen Guangliang, Cai Junmin, and others. Perhaps it would be more convenient to ask them, but he didn’t like to owe favors, and he didn’t interact with them very often.

“Where to now?” Duan Jia asked.

After spending time together, they had developed a rapport. Xiao Shun didn’t say much, and Duan Jia didn’t ask too many questions. He just played his role as a driver well, knowing that Xiao Shun would speak when he was ready.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

“Let’s go back to Riverland Bay,” Xiao Shun said after a moment of contemplation.

The car started and quickly headed towards Riverland Bay. Along the way, Xiao Shun briefly explained to Duan Jia what had happened at the Starline Bio office.

When they arrived at the Riverland Bay villa, Song Linger and Wen Yao were relaxing in the living room after lunch.

Only then did Xiao Shun remember that he had been too busy to eat lunch – he hadn’t even taken a sip of the coffee he had ordered at the café.

“Wen Yao, could you make us some noodles? Nothing fancy, just something simple,” Xiao Shun asked Wen Yao.

“Sure, I’ll get right on it. Just a moment, it’ll be ready in ten minutes,” Wen Yao readily agreed, and swiftly headed to the kitchen.

“Were there any disturbances last night?” Xiao Shun asked Song Linger after sitting down.

The news of Song Linger overpowering four Foundation stage practitioners the previous night had already spread among many cultivators.

Yet, it couldn’t be ruled out that a few reckless individuals might still try their luck, given the immense value and benefits of the pellets for any cultivator.

“No, there weren’t,” Song Linger replied, sounding somewhat disappointed.

“That’s good,” Xiao Shun said, pleased that the deterrent had worked.

Soon, Wen Yao served two bowls of noodles. While Xiao Shun and Duan Jia ate, Song Linger continued watching Korean dramas on the sofa.

“The male and female leads in Korean dramas have such tough lives. If one isn’t sick, then the other is,” she commented.

“In the past, most of them suffered from amnesia. Now they’ve progressed to agoraphobia or acrophobia. The most ridiculous one was a man with hemophobia… a grown man who’s afraid of blood…” Song Linger critiqued as she watched.

“Right, I’ve watched so many dramas over the past two years, and I remember several where the male lead had hemophobia,” Wen Yao agreed. She had spent a lot of her time over the past three years watching television at home.

Xiao Shun looked up at the handsome men and beautiful women on the TV screen and sniffed, “Do you know why only men faint at the sight of blood, but women don’t?”

“Why?” Song Linger and Wen Yao asked in unison.

“Because you girls see blood every month. If you fainted every time, you’d be fainting every now and then. That wouldn’t do,” Xiao Shun explained with a straight face.

Song Linger and Wen Yao stared at him in shock. His explanation made sense, but was it appropriate to talk about such things in front of two young women?

“Master, if we go by seniority, you’re my elder. Isn’t it a bit inappropriate for you to say such things?” Song Linger gave him a sidelong glance and retorted.

“This is a conclusion drawn from a medical perspective. Consider it an academic discussion,” Xiao Shun replied nonchalantly.

He thought to himself, when it came to age, he didn’t know of any juniors who were so determined to hook up with their seniors.

Song Linger was at a loss for words: “…”