The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

115: Chapter 115: Tang Qiulu Is Jealous 115: Chapter 115: Tang Qiulu Is Jealous “Why doesn’t Qiulu want to go?

If Qiulu doesn’t want to go, it’s because of you, Su Changfeng.

I’m telling you, Qiulu has endured so many grievances for you, you must let her speak up!” Lin Qingmeng raised her fist, her pretty face carrying a threat.

“Alright, alright, I got it.

If there’s nothing else, I need to go pick up Qiulu now.” Su Changfeng nodded and said.

“Go on, pay me back when you have money later.”

Watching Su Changfeng’s departing figure, Lin Qingmeng’s expression turned much dimmer, and she muttered under her breath: “Qiulu, do you know?

I really envy you, envy that Su Changfeng is your man.”

After work, Tang Qiulu left the company and saw Su Changfeng actually standing there.

She hurriedly ran over to stand beside him.

“Why are you here?

Why aren’t you at home resting properly?” Tang Qiulu was somewhat taken aback.

Su Changfeng waved his hand and said: “Look at my hand, it’s like this now, doesn’t need rest anymore, right?”

Tang Qiulu then noticed that Su Changfeng had removed his plaster cast, her expression turned cold as she said: “Who told you to take it off?

The doctor said it would take at least 40 days to recover, do you not want your hand anymore?”

“I’m all better now, plus, I had the doctors check everything.

If you don’t believe me, we can go see the doctor right now.” Su Changfeng laughed.

Tang Qiulu grabbed Su Changfeng’s hand, asking incredulously: “Really?

Are you not joking?”

“Why would I joke about something like this?

Let’s go, we’re heading back, I’m actually all better now.”

In the car, seeing that Su Changfeng’s hands had no issues, Tang Qiulu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“How did you recover so quickly?

Even the doctors probably wouldn’t believe it, right?” Tang Qiulu said.

“If it weren’t for my agility, the doctor’s eyeballs would have almost popped out, luckily I put them back in.”

Tang Qiulu was amused by Su Changfeng’s words, and she said: “You’re quite something, your little tail is about to wag up to the heavens, isn’t it?”

“Seems like that’s the sort of move only women would do, right?” Su Changfeng joked.

Tang Qiulu didn’t quite get his meaning initially, but when she did, the atmosphere in the car cooled significantly, her eyes filled with a strong murderous intent.

“Su Changfeng, you’re quite bold now, aren’t you?” Tang Qiulu said coldly.

Su Changfeng’s eyelids twitched, and he quickly changed the subject: “I just ran into Lin Qingmeng.”

“Qing Meng?

She hasn’t contacted me for a while, not sure what she’s been up to these days.”

Su Changfeng told Tang Qiulu about today’s events, feeling a bit resentful about Su Changfeng injuring someone, she said: “Why did you randomly hit someone?

What if you get hurt again because of this?

From now on, unless I say so, you’re not allowed to get physical with anyone.”

“Alright,” Su Changfeng agreed readily, not caring what consequences might come from agreeing after Han Xue.

“By the way, she mentioned the upcoming class reunion, hopes you’ll join us.” Su Changfeng said.

“Not going.” Tang Qiulu instantly refused.

If she were to go, Rong Feier would definitely cause trouble for her, so why would she go so others can laugh at her?

“But I told her that you would come along, so what should I do now?” Su Changfeng furrowed his brows and said.

“Why don’t you go with her, maybe you’ll end up holding hands.”

The car was now filled with the scent of jealousy, someone’s jar of vinegar had somehow capsized, making Su Changfeng laugh foolishly.

Tang Qiulu looked at Su Changfeng’s still smiling face, her anger surged, and she said coldly: “You seem so happy.

Do you want me to make it happen for you?

Qing Meng already likes you very much!”

“No, no, no, I’ve already gotten married.” Su Changfeng explained hastily, knowing the jealousy was particularly fierce, and if he kept joking, he might end up burning himself.

Even though Tang Qiulu was jealous, she didn’t take it to heart; she never doubted Su Changfeng’s sincerity.

In the 3 years of marriage, this guy would go to see her off and pick her up from work every day, and would join her on morning runs every day, protecting her from behind.

Such genuine feelings were undeniable; if Tang Qiulu took this to heart too, then what would Su Changfeng’s efforts over the past 3 years mean?

“You probably don’t know, my classmates currently view me as a joke.” Tang Qiulu sighed and said.

“Then you should definitely attend; this time you’re in charge of the West District project, and your home is the Mountain Villa at Xianwu Mountain; no one is qualified to laugh at you now!” Su Changfeng said.

“But…” Tang Qiulu wanted to say something but didn’t in the end, because all the ridicule stemmed from Su Changfeng himself.

If he attended with her, those people would definitely target him with those words, and she didn’t want Su Changfeng to be laughed at.

“But what?

If you don’t see me as a useless person, then in this world, no one can.” Su Changfeng said with a calm face.

“I won’t, I definitely won’t!” Tang Qiulu hurriedly explained.

“Since you say so, then take me and let’s go have a look; this lifetime I’ve never gone to a class reunion, just take it as seeing the world.” Su Changfeng laughed.

After a moment of silence, Tang Qiulu nodded: “Alright.”

Upon reaching home, Tang Qiulu received a call from Lin Qingmeng, and upon confirming that Tang Qiulu would attend the reunion, Lin Qingmeng was exceptionally happy.

She was especially looking forward to Su Changfeng showing up her classmates.

The next day, at Tang Group.

Tang Dong sat in his office, with his feet propped up on the desk, looking particularly relaxed.

A week had passed, and Tang Qiulu’s loan still hadn’t been received.

Although he was somewhat worried about the company, he was actually quite pleased; at this moment, he felt that even if he died, he would drag Tang Qiulu down with him, he didn’t want her succeeding in this matter.

Just then, Tang Siwen rushed in, flustered.

“Haichao, did you hear?”

“You got chased by ghosts?

Why so panicked?” Tang Xiangdong said indifferently.

“I heard from finance that the loan has been credited to the company’s finances now.” Tang Siwen said.

“Could it be fake?” Tang Xiangdong asked, furrowing his brows: “How much was credited?”

“Finance confirmed it; a total of 1 billion.” Tang Siwen said.

“What!” Tang Xiangdong was slightly agitated, immediately falling off his chair onto the ground.

Looking rather disheveled, he stood back up, fiercely asking: “This is impossible, how could Tang Qiulu possibly be eligible for a 1 billion loan.”

“I don’t think it’s possible either, but finance wouldn’t say such things carelessly.” Tang Siwen had previously concluded that Tang Qiulu couldn’t manage this, however, with the 1 billion already credited, even if she didn’t want to believe it, there was no denying it!