CHAPTER 22: CHAPTER 22: BAI YUEGUANG’S STAND-IN (22)

This sentence undoubtedly challenges Mr. Jiang’s authority.

Ever since his daughter came back, he’s been the most esteemed man in this area, and now someone dares to challenge him, which only fuels his vigor.

"What’s so great about running a supermarket? My daughter’s boyfriend runs a big company in Jiang City! His salary isn’t calculated monthly, it’s annual! Twenty to thirty million a year!"

"Whoa, twenty to thirty million!"

In this small county where the average monthly salary is less than four thousand, twenty to thirty million annually is astronomical.

Now everyone found it hard to keep listening, each thinking Mr. Jiang was bluffing.

The son-in-law running the supermarket laughed out loud.

"With twenty to thirty million a year, shouldn’t he be living in a mansion in Jiang City? Why hasn’t your daughter brought you to live there?"

Mr. Jiang snorted.

"She wants me to, but I don’t want to go. What’s so great about Jiang City? Who would I fish with there? Who would play cards with me?"

"Hey, if your son-in-law is so rich, isn’t it just a word to come back for cards and fishing? Also, don’t forget, let your son-in-law get you a new house, living in this shabby compound without even an elevator isn’t suitable!"

The crowd erupted in laughter, and no one noticed a black Cadillac that had parked by the roadside at some point.

The window rolled down, and the person in the driver’s seat silently listened to this group of old men chatting.

Fortunately, no one had ill intentions and all were used to boasting and jesting; Mr. Jiang didn’t take it to heart and continued to stubbornly boast.

"It’s not even a verbal commitment, even if they offered, I wouldn’t accept it; that would be like selling my daughter!"

"But if he really earns twenty to thirty million a year and buys your daughter, would you agree?"

"Nonsense!"

Mr. Jiang slapped the table, his expression serious and voice firm.

"Even if he earns two or three billion a year, I wouldn’t sell my daughter! To be my son-in-law, no matter how much money he earns, the absolute minimum is he must truly care about my daughter. To be honest, I still think my daughter should marry nearby, so we can visit her anytime, no matter how much or little she earns."

"Yeah, yeah, your daughter is so beautiful, marrying her off would benefit others! Look at my son, how about him? A prestigious university graduate too, working locally, has a house, a car, and a respected position; we’re old acquaintances, your daughter marrying into our family would be like staying close by!"

Truthfully, Mr. Jiang was tempted.

His eyes lit up.

"I remember your son only graduated a year or two ago, right?"

"Nonsense, he used to be in the same high school as your daughter!"

The two fathers exchanged a glance, seeing excitement in each other’s eyes.

It’s possible.

Totally possible!

No matter how much Mr. Jiang boasted, he wasn’t satisfied with the one running a company in Jiang City; after so long not coming to visit, and almost coaxing his daughter to not want to return home.

If he could take this opportunity to arrange a date for his daughter, she might stay nearby forever.

With this thought, Mr. Jiang put down his cards and prepared to go home to discuss arranging a date for his daughter with his wife.

As he struggled out from the card table, he suddenly saw a black Cadillac SUV in front of him, with smooth and perfect lines. It caught Mr. Jiang by surprise and pierced his heart.

This was the car he had dreamed of.

Never thought he’d get a close-up look today.

Wow, impressive, truly deserving of a million-dollar car.

Mr. Jiang reluctantly moved his gaze away, preparing to head home, but the car door suddenly opened, and a tall young man got out. From his attire, one could see he was low-key but tasteful, with a watch on his left hand, its dial subtly flashing with dazzling diamonds.

Promising youth.

This was the first thought that crossed Mr. Jiang’s mind.

"Hello, could you tell me if there’s a place nearby that sells fruits?"

The young man asked, bringing Mr. Jiang back to his senses. He quickly pointed to a certain spot at the end of the street.

"Over there, they’re all there."

"Thank you."

The other party politely thanked him, then got back into the car and drove away, leaving Mr. Jiang standing there savoring the moment.

A young man like this could match his daughter.

When he returned home, Mrs. Jiang had nearly finished cooking, and Jiang Lai was helping carry dishes, occasionally sprinkling compliments like "rainbow farts," bringing a radiant smile to Mrs. Jiang’s face. Even the usually grumpy Mr. Jiang was all smiles.

At the dining table, the family atmosphere was harmonious, and Jiang Lai even accompanied Mr. Jiang for two glasses of red wine.

Midway through the meal, Jiang Lai’s phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, she frowned slightly, got up, and walked to the kitchen door.

"What’s up?"

"Come downstairs."

"Huh?"

Jiang Lai didn’t know how to react, and the next second Little Buding said in her ear.

"Shen Liao is downstairs at your house."

"What?!

Jiang Lai controlled her tone, feeling a bit surprised inside.

She really didn’t expect Shen Liao would come all this way to find her.

The unexpected situation did catch Jiang Lai a bit off guard, but after hanging up the phone, she took a deep breath and quickly calmed herself.

Good news.

This is good news.

Back at the table, Jiang Lai told her parents she had to go downstairs for something.

"We’re eating, what can’t wait until after dinner?"

"You guys go ahead, it’s work-related, no need to wait for me."

With that, Jiang Lai got up and left, her parents exchanged a puzzled glance.

"What’s so urgent?"

Mr. Jiang threw down his chopsticks.

"Never mind, I’m almost done too. You tidy up the table; I’m going for a stroll downstairs."

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At the back gate of the compound, Jiang Lai saw a black business car. Even though she hadn’t seen it before, she still walked up to it.

She knocked on the window, and as it rolled down, Shen Liao’s handsome face appeared.

Seeing him triggered something inside Jiang Lai, to be honest, she kind of missed him; after all, as a bed partner, Shen Liao was exceptional.

Whether it was his looks or his figure.

Colorful scraps flashed by, and the next moment Jiang Lai’s eyes lit up, looking at Shen Liao with surprise and excitement, her face breaking into a wide smile, voice full of enthusiasm.

"Shen Liao!!"

Her reaction pleased the man; the consecutive eight-hour drive suddenly felt less tiring, and the suppressed anger in his heart dissipated instantly.

No matter what, in front of him, this young girl had eyes full of him.

"Why did you come?"

"Get in."

Jiang Lai obediently climbed into the passenger seat. No sooner had she settled than she heard a "click," and Shen Liao beside her unfastened his seatbelt and leaned over.

In the enclosed car’s interior, the tall man formed an overwhelming barrier, completely enveloping Jiang Lai within it.

His hand tightly held the back of Jiang Lai’s head, pulling her close, their lips meeting, revealing the man’s intentions. Jiang Lai squinted and smiled, leaning forward proactively, causing the already restrained man to tense even more.