The Crazy Son-In-Law

Although Yao Han just blurted out, Yao Zhenshu felt that his words made sense and his face became gloomy.

If they couldn’t even pay the bank, the entire Yao family would become a joke. Even if she didn’t come to them for that money, for the sake of the Yao family’s face, they would still have to pay what they owed eventually! It’s so unbelievable!

What a bold and reckless daughter Yao Jianguo has gotten.

“I’ll have a chat with Yao Jianguo afterwards.” Yao Zhenshu said with a light hum.

…

Oakland’s capital, Harrow.

Harrow Tower, for outsiders, it is the office building of Golden Holding, but in reality it is the headquarters of Old School Society.

Ta, ta, ta.

The sound of high heels hitting the floor echoed sharply in the corridor.

A young woman wearing a dark blue suit and tight jeans crossed the long corridor quickly with a serious expression and stopped in front of the Vice Chairman’s office. She knocked gently on the door a few times.

Tang Zhanpeng, one of Old School Society’s three senexes in Harrow, was also Golden Holding’s vice chairman.

“Enter!”

The young woman pushed the door in, walked quickly to his desk and handed over a document.

Tang Zhanpeng took the document and quickly scanned it. He frowned, slowly twisted out the high-grade cigar in his hand, and raised a pair of shrewd, majestic eyes.

“I will need to have a meeting with other management, immediately call the Sikong family head, let them keep a low profile when dealing with this matter. This is not just about the Sikong family, it is also about the reputation of our Old School Society.”

He instructed without the slightest hint of emotion.

“Yes, Chairman.” The young woman nodded her head and then left the office with quick steps.

“Low profile? What do I need to do actually?” When Sikong Chen’s father, Sikong Anming, heard Old School Society’s instructions he looked incredulous.

“No funeral, secret burial.” Sikong Xinrong’s face was expressionless and his voice was hoarse.

In just a few hours, this old man seemed to have aged a lot more all of a sudden.

“Screw the low profile. So many people on stage saw it, is it even a secret?”

Sikong Amin roared in anger.

“Is Old School Society going to just do nothing and let him run away? I used to think they were pretty somethin’, but now they look like a bunch of cowards!”

“I should never have allowed Chen to go with them in the first place. Now my son has been killed and we can’t even give him a decent funeral?!”

“Nonsense!”

Sikong Xinrong drank, then he eased his tone and said, “Of course Old School Society has their reasons. Maybe they just don’t want to alert the murderer. After all, Chen did not die on the stage, no one knows that he died. Chen rarely goes back to Stillwater no matter what, as long as the hospital can keep it secret, no one can know what happened.”

“Bingle, you should go to the hospital and tell them to keep their mouths shut.” Sikong Xinrong instructed.

“Okay, don’t worry.” A middle-aged man in his early forties said.

“They’re just telling us to keep a low profile, but still we can take revenge, can’t we?”

“That beast of the Yao family must pay the price!”

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“Xiao Shun, the Yao family, none of them can escape!” Sikong Anming said, tears in his eyes, his eyes filled with blood.

…

Two days later, it happened to be the weekend.

Early in the morning Yao Jianguo and Liu Yunxiang went out shopping and bought back a large pile of meat and vegetables. Immediately after that, they spent the entire afternoon preparing a feast.

Today he would invite Shen Xingye and his friends to his home, so they had to be ready.

Yao Jianguo never liked too much attention yet he didn’t want humiliation either, and Liu Yunxiang was even more so, she never wanted to be left behind. She has been complaining for so many years and now she can finally show off, of course she will not waste this opportunity.

Shen Xingye also lives at Pearl International, in fact their home is very close, but Yao Jianguo hasn’t told him their exact address yet.

“Jiangou really surprised me. We just talked some nonsense. We were all drunk that day. We’re all friends, he really doesn’t have to take it seriously.”

They gathered at Shen Xingye’s house and they would be guests at Yao’s house tonight.

“That was his ego that did all this. Maybe he just borrowed that house from someone.”

“I don’t think so. Since he’s staying right here at Pearl International, so am I. We will see each other often and I don’t think he can lie.”

Shen Xingye said with a laugh.

“He could have rented it though, after a few years he just had to find an excuse to move out. He can at least afford that rent, right?”

“That’s possible.”

A few people at Shen Xingye’s house flirted with Yao Jianguo while waiting for the moment when the mystery would be revealed.

At nearly seven o’clock in the evening, Yao Jianguo finally called them and told Shen Xingye his address.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Xingye waved his hand, “Let’s go, 93.”

The crowd then headed towards Yao Jianguo on leisurely foot, with Shen Xingye’s son Shen Yi following them.

After arriving at Pearl International No. 93, Yao Jianguo and Liu Yunxiang were already waiting outside, and after a while of greetings the group entered the house.

“Jiangou, nice decoration.”

“Your place is just as good as the one in Xingye. It is nice.”

Shen Xingye felt a little unhappy to hear that. I am the president of a company and he is just a poor teacher, how can he be just as good? But no matter what, he didn’t show his emotions on his face.

“This is Shen Yi, right? Its been a few years, I hardly recognize him! What a young man.”

Shen Yi was wearing a very well-fitting apparently high-class suit, his leather shoes were shining, and his hair was meticulously combed. He would just stand out no matter where he was. Liu Yunxiang’s eyes lit up when she saw him.

Although she is not as disgusted with Xiao Shun now as she was before, but when she sees this elite young man she still can’t help but compare a few things in her mind, and she just can’t help but feel some regret.

“Auntie, I had so much delicious food at your house when I was a kid, I just love the pancakes you made then.”

Shen Yi said with a smirk.

“You had a sweet mouth when you were a kid, and now your mouth is even sweeter.” Liu Yunxiang laughed.

Yao Jianguo took the crowd on a tour of the house, and Shen Xingye asked from behind.

“Jiangou, where is your daughter?”

“She’ll be back soon, she’s on her way.” Yao Jianguo said.

“I heard that you agreed that your daughter would marry his son. Does it still count now?” Someone joked.

Then both of them laughed with a burst of embarrassment.

“We were just drunk back then, and it’s been so many years, let’s not kick it up again. And my daughter is already married.”

Yao Jianguo said.

When he heard these words, Shen Xingye inexplicably felt a little uncomfortable.

It sounded as if it was saying that Shen Yi was not good enough for your daughter.

The crowd toured the villa and reentered the living room, at which time Liu Yunxiang had already brought the dishes they had prepared to the table. Their table was big enough to seat a dozen people.

At this time, Xiao Shun and Yao Cen also entered the house, and there was another burst of greetings.

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