The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

231: Chapter 231: Su Changfeng Who Lives Off a Woman 231: Chapter 231: Su Changfeng Who Lives Off a Woman Su Changfeng knew Tang Xiangdong was mocking him, but such words had no effect on him, so he said, “If you looked like me, maybe a rich lady would fancy you, but unfortunately, looks are innate, and you’ll never catch up.”

Tang Xiangdong was so infuriated by Su Changfeng’s words that his hands were trembling; Su Changfeng was clearly speaking metaphorically to insult him.

“Su Changfeng, how shameless you are, it’s unbelievable.

As a man, you have no skills whatsoever, and yet you have the nerve to feel smug here?” Tang Xiangdong shook his head disdainfully.

“You must be feeling envious and hateful now, right?

I can understand, because with your looks, all you can do is envy me.” Su Changfeng said nonchalantly.

Tang Xiangdong’s face turned a shade resembling pig liver, completely at a loss in the face of someone as thick-skinned as a brick wall.

“Aunt Sun, your useless son-in-law really knows how to make you proud.” Tang Xiangdong suddenly said to Sun Mei.

In Tang Xiangdong’s view, Sun Mei would certainly join him in mocking Su Changfeng, but this time he clearly misjudged.

Sun Mei was currently busy adorning herself with the newly acquired gold ornaments, truly enjoying herself, so how could she team up with Tang Xiangdong to mock Su Changfeng?

Moreover, even if Sun Mei did nothing, now she didn’t have the courage to say anything to Su Changfeng.

“You youngsters chat away, I’ve got nothing to do with it.” Sun Mei was not interested.

Tang Xiangdong felt particularly contemptuous of Sun Mei, who was clearly blinded by money, allowing Su Changfeng to be so shameless here.

“Su Changfeng, as a fellow man, I feel embarrassed for you.” Tang Xiangdong gritted his teeth.

“Why feel embarrassed for me?

I never asked you to do that, I don’t need your kindness!” Su Changfeng retorted intentionally.

Tang Xiangdong trembled with rage.

If he weren’t aware that he couldn’t beat Su Changfeng, he would have taught him a lesson already.

“Tang Siwen, let’s go.” Tang Xiangdong feared that staying another minute would infuriate him to the point of internal injury; faced with someone as shameless as Su Changfeng, he was truly not his match.

Tang Siwen kept her eyes on Sun Mei, feeling stabs of jealousy in her heart.

They should have been hers, but now Sun Mei was wearing them all, and she felt terribly uncomfortable.

Upon hearing Tang Xiangdong’s words, she reluctantly pulled her gaze away and said to Su Changfeng, “I’ve never seen such a shameless loser like you.

I hope you keep living off others and never get kicked out by Tang Qiulu, because a spineless man like you definitely isn’t in her sights now.”

“Do you think saying these things matters?

If you can’t come up with better moves, you’d best leave now.” Su Changfeng said serenely.

As they left the villa, Tang Xiangdong’s face turned extremely dark, and he said fiercely, “That worthless bastard Su Changfeng, I want to see how long he can keep up this arrogance.

Once I take charge of the West District project, let’s see if he keeps living off others!”

“Do you have a connection with Cheng Shi now?

Su Changfeng’s arrogance is completely based on Tang Qiulu’s position in the group.

If you don’t dampen his arrogance, he’ll only get more audacious in the future.” Tang Siwen urged, at a low point in her life, particularly hoping Tang Qiulu would come to accompany her, best thrown out of the West District project altogether.

Despite his harsh words, Tang Xiangdong had made little progress in building relationships with Cheng Shi.

Although he’s met Cheng Shi several times and Cheng Shi was somewhat favorable to him, the relationship hadn’t reached the level where project managers could be exchanged.

With prior experiences, Tang Xiangdong wouldn’t have the courage to try unless he was fully confident, as any irreversible consequences could completely destroy the Tang Family.

“No rush, I have plenty of time to play with him, just a worthless loser, could he possibly fight me?” Tang Xiangdong said coldly.

Tang Siwen had absolute faith in Tang Xiangdong because the position of chairman of the Tang Family was his, the entire company was his, whereas Su Changfeng was merely a useless son-in-law, what ability did he have to challenge Tang Xiangdong?

“One day, he’ll be in your hands.” Tang Siwen said.

In the villa, Sun Mei was still fiddling with these betrothal gifts, blinded by money, she saw nothing else now.

“Huh.” Sun Mei suddenly noticed numerous scratches on the gold hairpin, her expression instantly changed, she called out to Su Changfeng, “Su Changfeng, come have a look.”

Su Changfeng walked over to Sun Mei with some confusion, “What’s up?”

“Look at this pin, seems like someone deliberately scratched it.” Sun Mei said unhappily.

From the scratches, it was evident that they had been made not long ago, probably done by Tang Siwen.

“It does seem so.” Su Changfeng said.

“It definitely was Tang Siwen who did this, I must go confront her.” Sun Mei stamped her foot in anger.

“As long as the weight isn’t missing, why bother over such a minor issue?” Su Changfeng said with an indifferent expression.

Given Sun Mei’s temperament, she surely would seek Tang Siwen for an explanation, the items were originally in perfect condition, now spoiled presumably by her, she wouldn’t just let it go.

But hearing Su Changfeng’s words, Sun Mei’s anger dissipated in an instant.

She cautiously looked at Su Changfeng and asked, “Shall we just let it go?”

Judging by the tone, she was clearly seeking Su Changfeng’s opinion, exhibiting a change from her previous treatment of Su Changfeng, now showing significant respect for his opinions.

“Or you could ask Qiulu later.” Su Changfeng suddenly realized Sun Mei’s attitude towards him had changed, though he was slightly uneasy, accustomed to the previous years, this abrupt change felt odd.

“Alright, we’ll discuss it once Qiulu returns.” Sun Mei said.

“By the way, Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, are we going back this year?” Su Changfeng asked.

Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Sun Mei would return to her parental home, previously finding any excuse to leave Su Changfeng behind, but this year she would surely go back, and this time Sun Mei would bring Su Changfeng along.

“We’ll go, if you’re free, join us.” Sun Mei said.

“Okay.” Su Changfeng nodded.

Sun Mei had done many excessive things before, but Su Changfeng had endured them, choosing not to bother anymore, after all, she was Tang Qiulu’s mother, now that she behaved well and didn’t trouble him, it was indeed quite nice.