It Can't Be Su Hua

A series of beeping sounds came from the phone.

Wang Ba sighed.

"Sure enough, every time I ask the boss to come to the gang more often, he hides."

The boss couldn't possibly be spending the whole day with his girlfriend.

So, apart from accompanying his girlfriend, he should have plenty of free time.

Right.

Didn't the boss also start Tianmu Group?

The boss loves money so much. Every time he deals with a gang, he always extorts a sum of money from them. Moreover, Tianmu Group has developed so well in just two short years. To make a lot of money, the boss must be spending a lot of time on the company.

It seemed he needed to find time to have a good chat with the general manager of Tianmu Group and tell him not to let the boss do so much work.

That way, the boss would have time to come to the Golden Dragon Gang.

"Achoo."

Lei Hui, who was sweating profusely from working so hard, sneezed several times in a row.

He frowned deeply.

Who on earth was thinking about him?

After Lin Xuan finished contacting Wang Ba, he called Old Master Jiang.

"Little Xuan," Old Master Jiang spoke amiably.

Seeing Old Master Jiang's expression, the butler shook his head.

The master never had such a good temper even when facing the two young ladies.

It seemed the master truly liked Young Master Lin.

The two young ladies were the same, hoping every day for Young Master Lin to acknowledge them.

If Young Master Lin was willing to return to the Jiang family, he would probably be spoiled to the heavens by the master and the two young ladies.

"Old Mr. Jiang," Lin Xuan asked, "I went to bed very early last night and missed your call. May I ask what the matter was?"

Old Master Jiang shook his head. "It's nothing serious. It was about Tongtong. I couldn't reach her last night, so I thought I'd call to ask you. Tongtong has already returned home now."

"Mhm."

Lin Xuan nodded.

He remembered that Jiang Yutong had a boyfriend. She had probably gone out with him.

"Little Xuan," Old Master Jiang added, "We're hosting a banquet soon. Both Tongtong and Manting will be attending. It's being held on a cruise ship, and the attendees are mostly young people. What do you think, would you like to come over too?"

"No thanks," Lin Xuan declined. "Old Mr. Jiang, I'm not interested in that."

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."

Lin Xuan hung up the phone.

Old Master Jiang blew into his beard and glared, thumping his cane heavily against the floor.

"I'm so mad! I'm really infuriated."

The butler asked in confusion, "Master, what's wrong?"

Could it be that Young Master Lin said something to anger the master?

But that didn't make sense. The master doted on Young Master Lin so much, how could he bear to be angry with him?

"I'm mad at Jiang Shuqin!" Old Master Jiang said huffily. "If she hadn't left the Jiang family, my precious grandson would have stayed in the Jiang family all along. Why else would he be so distant with me now?"

"And! If she had just treated Little Xuan better, he wouldn't be showing such strong resistance towards his relatives, and it wouldn't be so hard for us to get him to return to the Jiang family."

Truly.

He would have been better off giving birth to a piece of roast pork than giving birth to Jiang Shuqin!

The butler muttered in his heart.

If Jiang Shuqin hadn't gotten together with Lin Chang back then, Young Master Lin wouldn't even exist.

"Forget it."

Old Master Jiang shook his head and said, "Never mind her."

"Previous investigation reports showed that Little Xuan once liked a woman and constantly chased after her. That woman was nothing but a gold digger, and she even ended up rolling in the sheets with Lin Li."

Old Master Jiang frowned and said, "I feel like Little Xuan doesn't have a very good eye for women. Also, he can be a bit foolishly devoted when in love. Who knows if his current girlfriend is any good."

However, Little Xuan still hadn't acknowledged him yet.

He had no standing to interfere with his love life. If he brought up such matters, it would definitely leave a very bad impression on Little Xuan, let alone make Little Xuan willing to acknowledge him.

"If only I knew who his girlfriend was. Then I could properly investigate her and prevent him from being deceived by a woman again."

A hint of sorrow lingered between Old Master Jiang's brows.

He had heard that Little Xuan had been dating that woman for two years.

Little Xuan must really like that woman. They might even have reached the stage of discussing marriage.

If that woman was someone like Qin Ruoyao, Little Xuan would probably end up severely hurt.

"Master, speaking of Young Master Lin's girlfriend, I think I saw them together the day before yesterday," the butler said.

Old Master Jiang immediately perked up. "Who? Is that woman pretty? Also, do you remember what she looks like?"

His precious grandson was so handsome; his girlfriend absolutely could not be ugly.

Otherwise, he would always feel that she wasn't good enough for his precious grandson.

The butler replied, "At the time, I could only see her side profile. She appeared in front of me for just a few seconds before getting into the car. Her face was also frequently blocked by Young Master Lin, so I didn't get a very clear look."

"However, I can say for sure that she is exceptionally beautiful and has great elegance. Also, I feel like she strongly resembles someone." The butler tried hard to recall.

"Who?" Old Master Jiang asked hurriedly.

The butler answered, "She looked very much like Elder Su's granddaughter, Su Hua."

"Impossible," Old Master Jiang said instinctively. "You must have seen wrong. How could it be her? Maybe they just look alike."

That child Su Hua is proud and arrogant, and with her personality, it's impossible for her to find a boy who is several years younger than her.

Furthermore, Tongtong said that Little Xuan's girlfriend acts like a delicate little wife in front of him, quite gentle.

Applying "delicate little wife" to Old Man Su's granddaughter, who always wears an icy expression, is simply inconceivable to even think about.

"It's also possible that I saw wrong," the butler nodded and said.

He thought about it himself and agreed with what the master said; she couldn't possibly be Elder Su's granddaughter.

"Sigh."

Old Master Su sighed and said, "Now we can only wait for Little Xuan to bring his girlfriend back."

Mentioning Su Hua, he was quite curious about who her boyfriend was.

A man who could win over Su Hua was certainly no simple figure.

But thinking carefully about it, in the current business and political circles, he really didn't know which man would be a suitable match for Su Hua.

Forget it.

Who that girl Su Hua was with should be Old Man Su's concern. His most pressing matter right now was figuring out how to build a good relationship with Little Xuan.

At the thought of this, Old Master Jiang couldn't help but grind his teeth.

Little Xuan had come to treat him, which was supposed to be a great opportunity for him and Little Xuan to bond. Yet, that Old Man Su tagged along every single time.

Whenever he wanted to foster some affection with Little Xuan, Old Man Su would interrupt him, which infuriated him to death.

One look was enough to tell that Old Man Su didn't want him and Little Xuan to acknowledge each other.

However, blood is thicker than water.

It was only a matter of time before he and Little Xuan acknowledged each other. When that time came, he would definitely make that Old Man Su die of anger!

Thinking like this.

Old Master Su called Jiang Manting. "You have one month to acknowledge Xiaoxuan and bring him back, or else I'm sending you on blind dates!"

Jiang Manting: "..."

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