The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

Chapter 914: Chapter 913: The Emperor’s Attendants

Even though many people have witnessed this incident, unexpectedly, it didn’t spread widely like other events. But this is not surprising, as it involves Su Changfeng, and few dare to broadcast it extensively, nor would any media dare to touch Su Changfeng’s sensitive spots. For these reasons, only the few involved know about it.

Naturally, such a major car accident just became an ordinary traffic accident, with no one knowing what’s truly hidden behind it, nor does anyone care about what’s concealed.

Lu Qingqing’s worries were finally resolved, and she no longer needed to live like before. On this day, she abandoned her usual fashion style, now wearing a delicate light makeup, looking like a fairy stepping out from a painting.

“Dressed up so beautifully, what are you planning to do?” Su Changfeng asked, looking puzzled at Lu Qingqing.

“Brother Changfeng, you helped me get revenge, I truly appreciate it in my heart, so I must repay you,” Lu Qingqing said shyly.

Although Lu Qingqing didn’t directly express her intentions, Su Changfeng already understood what she wanted to do. Of course, he didn’t blame Lu Qingqing for it; given her current penniless situation, she probably couldn’t think of any other way.

“In a couple of days, I’ll ask An Shiwen to arrange a decent-paying job for you. Just work honestly, consider it as repaying me,” Su Changfeng said calmly.

However, Lu Qingqing seemed not to understand Su Changfeng’s meaning, directly pulling his hand to embrace her waist.

“Come on,” Lu Qingqing said as she pulled Su Changfeng’s hand.

Su Changfeng laughed in his heart; Lu Qingqing’s mind was filled with magical thoughts.

“Brother Changfeng, though I’ve lived with those dubious folks, I have always kept myself clean and never had any improper relationships with them, so I’m pure. Do you understand what I mean?” Lu Qingqing said shyly, head down.

Su Changfeng replied indifferently, “I understand what you meant, but to say something that might hurt your pride, I have no feelings for you at all, girl.”

Lu Qingqing looked at Su Changfeng in shock. Even though she had been with those hooligans before, quite a few people pursued her. Now that she was so proactive, Su Changfeng actually felt nothing for her.

“Brother Changfeng, is it that you have some problem in that aspect?” Lu Qingqing remarked, eyeing Su Changfeng somewhere.

In Lu Qingqing’s eyes, she was a great beauty who took the initiative, but Su Changfeng remained unmoved. She couldn’t think of anything other than him having an issue in that aspect.

Su Changfeng was amused hearing these words; Qi Yiyun once asked him the same. The problem definitely wasn’t with him; he just wasn’t interested in anyone other than Chen Hanyue.

If he had an issue, how could he have a daughter? If he had a problem, Chen Hanyue probably wouldn’t be willing either.

To find the answer, one should ask Chen Hanyue. He recalled their wedding night when Chen Hanyue had a sore back the next day.

“Lu Qingqing, I’m truly not interested in you. We don’t need An Shiwen either. I have some time now. Let’s go visit the company,” Su Changfeng said casually.

“Brother Changfeng, I heard about a traditional remedy before, should we go to the pharmacy and buy some later?” Lu Qingqing said shyly. She believed Su Changfeng’s disinterest wasn’t due to her, but because he had some problems.

Hearing Lu Qingqing say this, Su Changfeng felt amused but chose not to explain, wanting no relationship with her.

Lu Qingqing said guiltily: “Brother Changfeng, I misspoke earlier; I didn’t mean to rub salt in your wounds. But if there’s an illness, it must be cured; if left untreated, it won’t get better. So, traditional remedies might be worth a try. What do you think?”

Su Changfeng hadn’t expected Lu Qingqing to imagine so much. Shaking his head with resignation, he teased: “Even if there’s a remedy, none would work for me because I was once a person beside the Emperor. You should understand, right?”

Lu Qingqing pondered for a long time. Besides being palace maids or guards for the Emperor, one could be an eunuch. But Su Changfeng surely wasn’t a maid, and if he had issues in that aspect, he couldn’t be a guard either—could he be an eunuch?

This thought shocked Lu Qingqing.

The idea that Su Changfeng might be an eunuch amazed Lu Qingqing, a concept she thought only existed in time-travel or costume dramas, yet here it was in modern society, completely overturning her understanding.

With a look of surprise, Lu Qingqing took a taxi to a company with Su Changfeng.

Before coming to the company, Su Changfeng had already arranged things with Chen Hai over the phone, so Chen Hai was waiting at the entrance for him.

Seeing Su Changfeng getting out of a taxi, Chen Hai hurriedly rushed over.

“Brother Changfeng, you haven’t fully recovered yet; if there’s anything you need, just give me a call. I’ll come to your villa personally, and you don’t have to come over here,” Chen Hai said with concern.

“Haha, are you feeling I’m now disabled, so I should stay home?” Su Changfeng joked.

Even though Chen Hai was usually serious and methodical, he knew Su Changfeng was just joking and didn’t take it seriously, but he wouldn’t dare joke with Su Changfeng.

“Brother Changfeng, you know I didn’t mean that,” Chen Hai quickly explained.

“Chen Hai, Chen Hai, it’s not that I’m saying you; you do well in everything, and I’m satisfied, but there’s one thing—you can’t seem to take a joke. Do you see me as someone rigid?” Su Changfeng remarked.

To Chen Hai, Su Changfeng was certainly not rigid.

For Chen Hai, Su Changfeng was god-like; without him, Chen Hai wouldn’t have reached his current status, wouldn’t be living well in this world. Since Su Changfeng saved him, all he thought about was being loyal to Su Changfeng unto death, in life and death. Su Changfeng’s words were like an imperial edict to Chen Hai, something to be fulfilled at any cost.

And this attitude of respect towards Su Changfeng meant that he always maintained a serious demeanor in his presence, not daring to act as a friend.