The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

70: Chapter 70: How Should the Name Be Chosen?

70: Chapter 70: How Should the Name Be Chosen?

Su Changfeng nodded, Wang Meixiang was responsible for family expenses and also had to nurture Wang Lele’s mind, which left her with little free time for work.

No wonder her life was so difficult.

“Once you recover from your injury, I’ll find a job for you, and change the environment where Lele lives, because the Urban Village is indeed quite complex.

When you go to work, Wang Lele might get bullied by the people there,” Su Changfeng said.

In fact, Wang Meixiang understood this all too well because she would often come home to find Wang Lele covered in bruises.

However, she couldn’t dwell on it, even if she did, there was nothing she could do.

The more she thought, the more heartache it brought.

“No need to trouble you.

You’ve already done so much for us.

Auntie just has a little injury, it’s not appropriate to bother you,” Wang Meixiang said.

“Maybe it’s fate connecting our families; even God wants us to interact.

But let me make it clear first: if Auntie doesn’t work properly, she could also be fired,” Su Changfeng said seriously.

Wang Meixiang nodded, extremely grateful to Su Changfeng, but didn’t know how to express it.

After they left the hospital, Tang Qiulu asked Su Changfeng, “Where do you plan to let Aunt Wang work?

It seems she can only do some manual labor.

You need to know that if it’s not that type of work and you insist on making her do it, it could be counterproductive.”

Su Changfeng understood the implication in Tang Qiulu’s words.

Simply changing Wang Meixiang’s life might not be a good thing, as she might not adapt to a different lifestyle.

“For some, there’s an abyss behind them, making it impossible to take a step back.

So no matter how perilous the road ahead, even knowing there are tigers in the mountains, they would still charge ahead.

Aunt Wang is such a person,” Su Changfeng said.

At age 12, he was abandoned by his family, with an abyss looming behind him.

From that day on, Su Changfeng understood that if he wanted to stay alive, he could only keep moving forward!

“Why do you look so much like you can relate?” Tang Qiulu asked perplexedly.

“That’s because we haven’t had a little brother yet,” Su Changfeng suddenly grinned mischievously.

Tang Qiulu suddenly punched Su Changfeng in the chest, got into the car silently, her ears red, her face looking almost like a monkey’s butt.

Su Changfeng got into the car without making any moves.

Tang Qiulu particularly disliked talking to Su Changfeng but was curious why he wasn’t driving.

So she asked somewhat puzzledly, “Why aren’t you driving yet?”

“Because I suddenly realized a very serious issue.

I need to think about it carefully now,” Su Changfeng said, his face extremely solemn and serious.

“What happened?

What’s going on?” Tang Qiulu asked worriedly.

Su Changfeng nodded and earnestly said, “What do you think, what should we name our little brother once he’s born?”

“Su Changfeng…!” Tang Qiulu shouted, startling Su Changfeng into driving immediately.

They didn’t go straight home because Tang Qiulu felt that if they did, there would likely be another conflict with Sun Mei, so they planned to eat dinner outside first to avoid meeting her.

They went to a restaurant for dinner.

In the past three years, the number of times they dined out for a candlelit dinner could be counted on one hand.

What should have been a very warm scene was disrupted by an uninvited guest, Song Yang.

Song Yang was also dining there, accompanied by a very beautiful girl, although not as beautiful as Tang Qiulu, she could still be considered a 7 out of 10.

“Tang Qiulu, what a coincidence.

I didn’t expect to meet you here.” Despite having his girlfriend by his side, Song Yang’s eyes were still filled with desire while looking at Tang Qiulu.

After all, Tang Qiulu was Hai City’s number one beauty, and even though she was married it didn’t stop Song Yang’s covetousness.

“Are you Tang Qiulu?

I’m really thankful you weren’t with Song Yang before; otherwise, where could I find such a good man?” The woman next to Song Yang laid against him as if she had no bones.

Song Yang said proudly, “Don’t say that, I’m not all that exceptional.

My current annual salary is only 1 million.”

Openly flaunting, Tang Qiulu knew he was intentionally boasting, but there was nothing she could do; Song Yang was indeed accomplished, having an annual salary of a million was indeed considered excellent.

“Is this…

the legendary Su Changfeng?” Song Yang asked with a smile.

After Song Yang spoke, the woman in his arms feigned astonishment and then looked at Su Changfeng with unfathomable expression.

“To think I actually get to see Hai City’s most famous person.

You must be Su Changfeng!” The exclamation was filled with undisguised mockery.

Su Changfeng nonchalantly replied, “That’s me, but I didn’t bring a pen today, otherwise, I could sign for you.”

The woman thought Su Changfeng was joking and replied, “Forget it.

Why would I want your autograph?

It’s worthless, and if others found out, I’d be laughed at to death.”

Why was Su Changfeng famous?

No one in Hai City didn’t know; he was a disgrace to the city, yet he seemed to take pride in it, making Song Yang internally laugh.

“Bro, I have to say your endurance is quite strong.

To be cursed by all of Hai City like this and still act indifferent, it’s truly admirable.

If it were me, I probably wouldn’t dare to leave my home,” Song Yang sneered.

“Song Yang, if you have nothing else to say, please don’t disturb us while we eat,” Tang Qiulu said with displeasure.

“Qiulu, being with this useless guy, doesn’t his bad reputation bother you at all?” Song Yang begrudgingly asked, still holding his million-dollar salary, yet watching Su Changfeng take away what he could not accept!

“What does that have to do with you?

I’ll dine with whomever I like,” Tang Qiulu said.

“Qiulu, don’t be cold to me; now I work for Water Room.

We’ll have plenty of opportunities to interact in the future, but if you make me unhappy, then the future cooperation between the Tang Family might not be so smooth,” Song Yang threatened.

Although the company he now worked for was substantial and treated him with a million-dollar salary, Song Yang was not content with staying there.