Chapter 281: Chapter 280: The Real Brothel Tunes
Forming a collaborative relationship with that old fox Wang Zheng, he suddenly felt much more at ease.
These days, between the police station case and Shen Yiās affairs, he was feeling suffocated, but thankfully it was all over now.
Then, two generations, one big and one small, listened to Peking opera in a private room on the second floor. Even though he didnāt like it, it didnāt stop him from broadening his horizons.
In the future, he could boast that heās also heard plays in the brothels. Although he hadnāt seen the splendor of nightclubs, it wasnāt a loss, especially since he didnāt have to spend his own money.
But he resolved inwardly to find a boss conversant with the ways of the world to chat with next time, preferably a coal boss; heās heard they have as good an eye as the western plutocrats, and heās curious to see for himself.
When Wang Zhengās driver sent him back, it was already almost 4 p.m. Though he couldnāt understand the Peking opera or make sense of the lyrics, it didnāt stop him from watching the show.
From this encounter, he gained a new understanding; sometimes you just have to be tough, no matter the otherās status, thereās no need to cater to them.
Before, he was so kind that he lived like a dog, but now he starts a fight at the drop of a hat, and heās much happier!
After getting back, he went straight to the landladyās house, told her about it, and incidentally let her inform the little girlās uncle about their newfound ally.
"Ah Yi, youāre really lucky. When something happens, thereās a man at home who can help out. After this is all over, Iāll talk to her for you, and she might just agree," Wen Nanqing said as she poured him a glass of water and smiled.
At this moment, Su Qing was being clung to by the little girl, who was snuggling in his arms acting spoiled. Hearing this, he could only shake his head helplessly: "Sister Wen, youāre becoming less reliable. You werenāt like this before. Arenāt you afraid of setting a bad example for the child?"
This woman, who appeared very feminine and dignified at first glance, the more one got to know her, the more she revealed her true nature, often uttering shocking words.
True to her experience, being married meant sheās proficient in all eighteen martial arts, and suggesting Shen Yi should agree to be with him? Thatās crazy. Shen Yi would be doing well just to give him money.
Even though Auntie Shen was pretty, had a great figure, and money to boot, if they really got together, heād definitely be the one controlled in the end.
As for the aftermath, it wouldnāt be much better than with Liu Shuzhu back then. Thereās nothing wrong with a strong woman and a weak man, but when the gap is too large, thatās a big issue.
Heād fantasized about it, sure, but to win over Auntie Shen, itās no small feat. Plus, heās full of confidence in his future now, no need to find someone so controlling to bully him.
Looking at the tragic life of old Su Comrade, heās lost all yearning for marriage. Of course, just dating might be okay, but if they really broke up one day, heās sure Auntie Shenās revenge would be pretty fierce.
"What would a kid know? What, are you still thinking about your university teacher? Listen to my advice: cut it off cleanly, or you wonāt have good times ahead. Women get jealous, and thereās no reasoning with them," Wen Nanqing said wisely. Now with their relationship, Shen Yi wouldnāt say much, but once that delicate layer of glass was broken, Shen Yiās true nature would fully emerge.
Su Qingās time with Shen Yi was short, so he couldnāt see much, but Wen Nanqing knew what kind of person Shen Yi was. Shen Yi was holding back for now.
But before he could retort, the little girl in his arms spoke: "Mommyās bad! Donāt give Uncle Su to Auntie! My mommyās prettier than Auntie. Uncle Su, come to our house. And thereās Dahuang, my mommy has money!"
The two adults were speechless...
The little girlās words truly surprised them. Are kids this mature nowadays?
They even know how to use money to entice someone?
Does "Damn you" not mean scolding but rather become a statement?
Upon hearing this, Wen Nanqing blushed and snatched the little girl out of his arms: "You silly girl, donāt talk nonsense. From now on, you should call him Uncle Su, got it?"
"No, heās Uncle Su! Auntieās bad!" The little girl argued stubbornly, not backing down a bit.
It seemed like she wanted him to be her dad, but in fact, she couldnāt bear to let go of Dahuang; she feared that once her Uncle Su and Auntie got together, Dahuang would become someone elseās.
Good things must of course stay in the family.
Faced with the childās sincere words, Su Qing decided to protect the flowers of the nationās future:
"Right, right, your aunt is too bad, we wonāt talk to her from now on!"
"Yeah, ignore her!"
"Donāt give her food, let her starve!"
"Let her starve!" the little girl shouted, raising her hands excitedly.
"Snatch all her money, and weāll go eat something yummy together!"
"Snatch it!"
Seeing the big and little pair having a blast, the landlady had no choice but to record a video and send it to Shen Yi, adding a note:
"If you donāt come back soon, theyāre going to discuss selling you for money!"
At the same time, at the company, Shen Yi watched the video on her phone and couldnāt help but laugh gently. Su Qing was actually inciting the little girl to talk badly about her.
Just then, it was already 5 p.m., and several departments in the company were wrapping up for the day. Feng Yan stayed behind, fretting over what to do with Dahuang. Old Wang beside her spoke up: "Why donāt I take Dahuang home; anyway, Iāll have to bring him back tomorrow!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Yan rolled her eyes at her man, then knocked on Shen Yiās office door. "President Shen, itās the end of the workday; what do we do with Dahuang?"
She was the only one in the morning who saw President Shen bring Dahuang to the company, which meant something. It meant that her suspicions were correct.
Little Su had become part of the family, and Dahuang was no longer just a dog. No, now Dahuang was part of President Shenās family.
"Leave him here; Iāll handle it!"
Shen Yiās voice came through.
Hearing this, Feng Yan was relieved. It turned out as she thought. Under Old Wangās puzzled gaze, she hurried him out of the company.
It wasnāt until they reached the company entrance that Old Wang asked in confusion:
"Why does President Shen want to take Dahuang home? I can..."
Before he could finish, Feng Yan gave him a look and said simply: "Are you stupid! Do you think President Shen and Little Su have an ordinary relationship?"
"What do you mean? Could it be... President Shen is Little Suās auntie?"
"Go to your Auntie!" Feng Yan smacked her man on the head.
With that kind of emotional intelligence, if it werenāt for strong technical skills, he would be a low-level employee his whole life, utterly clueless about office politics.
"Isnāt she?" Old Wangās wooden head still hadnāt pieced it together.
To this, Feng Yan no longer bothered to explain. After all, gossiping about the bossās private life wasnāt wise. So she said:
"From now on, buy more of Dahuangās favorite food. Take care of him well. If money is tight...itāll come out of your paycheck. Even if youāre hungry, you have to feed the dog well!"
Old Wang was bewildered: ???
Is a human not as good as a dog?
Out of respect for his girlfriendās authority, he didnāt dig deeper, but he realized there seemed to be something between Little Su and President Shen.
Suddenly, most of the questions in his mind disappeared; so Little Su had a connection, pulling strings behind the scenes. No wonder he could work so sporadically.
By 7 p.m., Shen Yi, weary from work, got off and knew from the messages that Su Qing was there too, suggesting they should have dinner and discuss something.
Without hesitation, she grabbed Dahuang and opened the door to the living room, only to see a harmonious scene.
Su Qing, cuddling the little girl, was on the couch watching cartoons, whereas Wen Nanqing was on a yoga mat to the side, following yoga poses from a video on a tablet.
Her body was supple, with graceful lines that showcased her voluptuous yet perfect figure to the fullest.
In contrast, Su Qing sat relaxed, truly a gentleman enjoying music in the brothel.
The girl in his arms was young, but the view beside him was pleasing to the eye. No pig is prettier than a girl.
In Shen Yiās eyes, this perfectly matched her imagination of a family of three.
Then she said: "Oh my, Uncle Su is so cultured, Sister Qingās figure is great, isnāt it?"
But before he could say anything, the little girl stood up, hands on hips, and shouted:
"Uncle Su has already been bought by my mommy!"
Everyone was speechless...
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