The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

Chapter 294: Chapter 295 Shameless Qing Yin

After leaving the restaurant, Su Changfeng escorted Chen Qingqing to the school gate and said to her: “If you ever want to do a part-time job, you can go to Li Chaoqun’s group. I reckon he won’t give you a hard time.”

“Brother Changfeng, thank you so much for specially coming over to help me handle this matter,” Chen Qingqing said.

“How many times have you thanked me already? Even if you’re not annoyed, my ears have heard enough. Don’t keep saying it all the time,” Su Changfeng said.

Chen Qingqing wasn’t sure how else to express her gratitude. Right now, all she could say was “thank you.” So after hearing what Su Changfeng said, she nodded and said, “When I’m on holiday, I’ll work hard and then treat you to a grand meal.”

“I’m really looking forward to that. You have to work hard, because I won’t be going to any cheap restaurants, especially since I’m driving a Lamborghini,” Su Changfeng joked, adjusting his collar arrogantly.

Seeing him like this, Chen Qingqing couldn’t help but laugh and said, “Brother Changfeng, don’t pretend. I can tell you’re not one of those rich people.”

With a serious face, Su Changfeng asked, “What, do I not look like a rich person?”

“Not at all.” Chen Qingqing replied without hesitation.

Su Changfeng shook his head helplessly. It seemed he couldn’t be a wealthy second generation in this lifetime; he couldn’t even pretend to be one.

“Hurry to class. I’m going to explore around Rong City. This is my first time here, and I need to get some gifts for my wife,” Su Changfeng said.

Chen Qingqing looked at Su Changfeng incredulously and said, “Brother Changfeng, you’re already married?”

“That’s right. We’re quite affectionate, and life is comfortable. I’m off,” Su Changfeng turned and waved at Chen Qingqing.

Such a young girl like Chen Qingqing might easily develop feelings for someone she likes. Su Changfeng said this undoubtedly to dissuade her from entertaining such thoughts, or maybe he was just overthinking.

Chen Qingqing watched Su Changfeng drive away, and only then did she return to school with a look as if her energy had been drained.

“Why are you already married?”

In recent years, Rong City has developed economically at a remarkable pace, with high-rise buildings everywhere, almost rivaling those in major cities. Perhaps in two or three years, it might deliberate its entry into the first-tier cities.

Although this was Su Changfeng’s first visit here, it was a city worth considering for development.

In the past, Su Changfeng wouldn’t have considered this because his sole goal was to surpass the Su Family.

However, during this time, Su Changfeng learned that the Su Family had a particularly formidable enemy lurking in the shadows, and this enemy might have even captured his grandfather. Therefore, he must do everything he can to strengthen himself.

If his grandfather were alive, he would try every means possible to rescue him, because in the entire Su Family, the only one he truly cared about was Su Qingtian.

A man who, without a single backer or fund, relied on his own hands to create the renowned Beijing Su Family. Such a person deserved not only Su Changfeng’s attention but also more profound respect in his heart.

Because in Su Changfeng’s heart, his grandfather Su Qingtian was his idol.

What kind of godforsaken place is the Purgatory Prison anyway? He used all his connections and couldn’t get even a single piece of information about the Purgatory Prison.

Could it be that he has to wait for people from Purgatory to come to him?

According to what Pangolin said earlier, nobody knows where the Purgatory Prison is, and those major criminals who are sent there are all taken away by people inside the prison. Even high-ranking national officials can’t have more contact with Purgatory.

Driving to a particularly bustling pedestrian street in Rong City, Su Changfeng’s Lamborghini sports car attracted quite a crowd of onlookers. Once Su Canghai parked the car, a girl dressed particularly seductively approached him.

Slender and charming, without a single flaw visible, with an especially pretty face dabbed with delicate light makeup, contrasting sharply with those wearing heavy makeup.

“The passenger seat should be empty, right? I’m free tonight, how about you treat me to dinner?” the girl said, batting her eyelashes at Su Changfeng.

Su Changfeng looked her up and down and said, “I’m just a driver.”

Upon hearing this, the girl’s expression changed immediately. She gritted her teeth and said, “Wasting my time. Why didn’t you say you were just a poor driver from the start?”

“As a driver, do I have to hang a sign around my neck?” Su Changfeng chuckled helplessly.

But clearly, the girl had lost interest in him and turned her back, leaving without another word to Su Changfeng.

“Sigh.” Su Changfeng sighed, faced with the stark realities of society. Outwardly, they act like prideful gold-diggers, but inside, their hearts are ugly. For money, they’d do anything.

“Damn, buddy, you’re wasting such a good opportunity here. With a girl like that, a small effort and she’d be yours. You just let her walk away like that?” At that moment, a somewhat disgruntled voice reached Su Changfeng’s ears.

Su Changfeng turned around and, even though this person had changed his clothes, he still recognized him.

“It’s you.”

“Oh wow, it’s actually you!” Qing Yin looked at Su Changfeng with a face full of shock.

“What are you doing here? Not telling fortunes?” Su Changfeng said, feeling slightly annoyed.

Previously, this guy dressed like a Taoist and talked about reading fortunes only for those with fate. Su Changfeng thought he was a fraud, but here he was, meeting him in Rong City again.

“Doing what? Take a look around you,” Qing Yin said.

Scanning the area, Su Changfeng couldn’t find anything out of place, so he asked puzzledly: “What’s wrong with my surroundings?”

“You’re surrounded by so many scantily clad girls, can’t you see? Are you farsighted or something?” Qing Yin retorted, rolling his eyes.

Suddenly, Su Changfeng was at a loss for words. This guy was clearly a fraud.

“Don’t you know this is the most bustling pedestrian street in Rong City? Coming here with nothing to do and checking out the girls is practically a feast.”

“Look, you should look. There’s so many fair-skinned legs, such beautiful scenery is hard to find elsewhere. Recently, many influencer photoshoots have been exclusively in this location too,” Qing Yin said, swallowing hard.

“You, you stopped being a Taoist fraudster and think just looking at girls will feed you?” Su Changfeng said.

Mentioning food, Qing Yin instinctively touched his stomach, feeling it continuously growl, then placed a hand on Su Changfeng’s shoulder with a very enthusiastic look and said, “You and I, the little Taoist, have fate. How about I read your fortune?”

“Read what? Fate? Or future? Or perhaps, what I should treat you to later?” Su Changfeng said.