260: Chapter 249: Buying Dignity with Money 260: Chapter 249: Buying Dignity with Money “Sister.” As Xiao Qing turned to leave, the woman stepped forward and grabbed her, “Sister, I really don’t understand what’s wrong with Su Qin.
Based on my experience with men over the years, Su Qin is top-notch talent.
Otherwise, why would he be referred to as one of the ‘Four Young Masters of Yu Hang’?”
“Four Young Masters of Yu Hang?” Xiao Qing scoffed.
“Little sister, let me tell you, any of the ‘Four Young Masters of Yu Hang’ would be destroyed if they came to Sunan City.
They do nothing but race cars and hit the bars.
You expect them to be any good?”
“Now, which man doesn’t hit the bars?” the woman grumbled, “I’m here today because the family sent me to notify you that Su Family’s old Master is celebrating his birthday next month and Grandpa plans to discuss your marriage.”
“Marriage?
Go back and tell the family that whoever wants to marry into the Su Family can go ahead, but I, Xiao Qing, will not step into the Su Family’s door even if I leave the Xiao Family,” Xiao Qing said, staring at the woman, emphasizing every word.
“Or are you suggesting that I should destroy my happiness just for this political marriage?”
“Ah, I knew you’d never bow down to the family.
I told them, and they still didn’t believe it,” the woman stamped her foot on the ground in displeasure, “What will you do in the future?
You can’t go to Grandma’s place for the time being, so if you want to hide, you’ll have to stay under Song Yun.”
“I can’t hide anymore.
The Su Family already knows where I live.
Last time, Su Qin even came to find me, and after that, all my aunts visited,” Xiao Qing sighed.
“You’ve only seen the surface of the ‘Four Young Masters of Yu Hang’.
You can’t imagine what they do behind the scenes.
You’re still young, don’t hang out with them too much.”
“Okay, okay, I got it.
We’re talking about you, not me,” the woman pouted.
“I think your ‘Senior Brother Song’ isn’t so great either, probably just another rich playboy.”
“Heh, you don’t understand,” Xiao Qing said with a gentle smile.
“When you truly fall in love with someone, you’ll understand how good he is.”
“Love makes people foolish, I don’t want to get married at all,” the woman shouted.
“Anyway, I’ve delivered the message.
If you don’t want to go back, that’s that.”
“Yeah, I’ve completely lost hope in the Xiao Family, willing to push their own daughter into an arranged marriage.
That dad isn’t fit for the role, always saying it’s for my good when he’s really just greedy for the Su Family’s business,” Xiao Qing shook her head in disappointment.
“I’m leaving.
I’m living well in Sunan City.
Tell them not to bother me, or I’ll get really angry.”
The woman shivered at Xiao Qing’s icy gaze.
Her sister was always like this—gentle with people and things, but inflexible when it came to marrying into the Su Family, and the backlash was quite strong.
Ah, how was she going to report back?
After Xiao Qing got into the car, she forced a smile and said, “What are you all looking at me for?
I don’t have flowers on my face.”
“How did the conversation with your family go?” Song Yun started the car and asked casually, actually having observed Xiao Qing’s sister’s expressions and actions from a distance and roughly knew that their conversation wasn’t pleasant.
“It’s nothing, just my sister running away from home.
I scolded her and told her to hurry back,” Xiao Qing replied.
“That’s good.
There’s only so much one’s heart can hold.
If you keep stuffing things in, it’ll be a problem.
We’re family now, if there’s anything, let’s share the burden,” Song Yun said as he drove.
“I will.”
After taking three girls to the amusement park for a big round, when they returned home in the evening, Song Yun was completely exhausted on the sofa.
Song Yun closed his eyes, intending to go over the future direction of the Shura Alliance in his mind, then listed some of the more dangerous things to see how likely the alliance was to encounter them.
This morning, martial forces had taken more than thirty trained disciples of the Green Dragon Sect and over fifty ordinary gang members to Tian Nan City, located nearby.
Due to its geographic location, Tian Nan City was as prosperous as Sunan City, but strangely, there were no famous organizations there—only a small shrimp, any mid-sized group from Sunan City could take it over and unify it in no time.
The martial forces were playing a big game this time.
Under Zhao Yan’s orders and guidance, the think tank included some economic experts from Xuanwu Hall; they intended to first explore Tian Nan City’s economic situation and average consumer spending.
If possible, they planned to open a few bars as footholds there.
Firstly, it would allow them to be self-sufficient in Tian Nan City, and secondly, when the headquarters needed more hands, they could do it without anyone noticing.
After all, not everyone would realize that the people coming to the bars each day were gang members with weapons stashed in their pockets.
“Senior Brother Song, come eat,” Xiao Qing called out as she set the food on the table to Song Yun, who was lying on the sofa.
“You guys go ahead, I’ve got something to attend to and won’t be eating at home,” Song Yun said with a smile, then grabbed his cigarette and lighter and left the courtyard house.
Song Yun walked several hundred meters through the twists and turns after leaving the courtyard, then sat on a community bench smoking a cigarette.
In the dimly lit environment, the cigarette in Song Yun’s mouth looked like a torch, visible from afar.
Song Yun sat silently on the bench, and after a while, a sports car also drove in.
When the owner of the car saw Song Yun sitting on the bench with a mischievous smile, her entire face changed color.
She had been so secretive in her tracking, yet she’d been found out, completely played in the palm of his hand.
“Why are you here?” the woman got out of the car and asked aggressively.
“Why can’t I be here?” Song Yun smiled.
“Beauty, we haven’t met before, have we?
Are you secretly in love with me?”
“Cut the crap, just seeing your face makes me sick,” the woman glared at Song Yun and shouted.
“Stop pretending, I’m sure you know who I am.”
“Oh, of course, I know, but even though we’re aware of each other’s existence, are we familiar?” Song Yun asked, puzzled.
The woman in front of him was Xiao Qing’s so-called sister, whom Song Yun had only met once before.
Although she changed her car today and the license plate was local, on the way back from the amusement park, Song Yun had seen her face several times in the rearview mirror.
“Not familiar,” the woman said coldly.
“Then it’s strange, we’re not familiar, so why are you following me?
Could it be that you find me good-looking and want to compete with your sister for me?” Song Yun teased with a mischievous smile.
“Don’t worry, even though you’re not as pretty as your sister and your breasts aren’t as big as hers, and you don’t have her figure, I still don’t like your type.”
Hearing this, the woman felt like chopping Song Yun into pieces and feeding him to the dogs.
What did he mean by saying she wasn’t as pretty as her sister, her breasts weren’t as big, and her figure not as good, and to top it off, he didn’t like her type – was it necessary to say it out loud?
Didn’t he know that these words were hurtful to women?
Her sister’s chest wasn’t just something she couldn’t compete with; she knew no woman who could.
“Stay away from my sister, name your price,” the woman coldly offered, pulling out a checkbook.
“Alright, five million then,” Song Yun said cheerfully.
As for the act of throwing money at him, he was always in favor of it.
These city folks sure knew how to play – they resorted to money to buy dignity when things didn’t go their way, and Song Yun simply loved it.