Wang Mei was stunned for a moment, then said offhandedly, "Did you see that? Do you recognize it? It's a Maserati Quattroporte! That's the kind of car a successful man should be driving. I heard the base model alone costs over 5 million RMB. Fully loaded, it's over 6 million RMB!"
"That's 10 times more expensive than Chen Shaohui's Mercedes Benz!"
As she spoke, her eyebrows were filled with envy, and she thought to herself: If our Chen Shaohui could buy such a luxury car, how great would that be? I, his mother-in-law, could walk around the community with my chin held high!
Just as she was thinking this, the Maserati Quattroporte pulled up in front of the group, and unexpectedly came to a stop. Could it be someone they knew?
"Mom!"
Before they could figure out what was happening, the passenger door opened and Su Muqiu got out, calling out "Auntie Liu" to Liu Hongxiu, then rushed over and scooped up Su Xiaomeng in her arms.
"Muqiu???"
Everyone stared wide-eyed, completely dumbfounded.
My god!
After lunch, hadn't Su Muqiu left the community in Chen Shaohui's black Mercedes Benz to go shopping with Sun Ziyi? How could she now be getting out of a brand new Maserati?
"Muqiu, what's going on here..."
Before Liu Hongxiu could ask, Wang Mei couldn't help but blurt out the first thought that popped into her mind: Could Su Muqiu have already dumped that rapist and hooked up with some other rich guy's son?
It couldn't have happened that quickly, could it?
Sun Ziyi had finally found herself a boyfriend with money, and I was just about to show off. I was just about to strut around the community.
How can I show off now if you do this?
"Mom!"
Just as Su Muqiu was about to explain, the rear door suddenly opened and Sun Ziyi climbed out of the car. However, she didn't look too happy.
"Ziyi? You too..."
Wang Mei's face showed surprise as she seemed to realize something. Her eyes lit up and she exclaimed joyfully, "Did Shaohui really trade up to a new car?"
Thank god, it's just a false alarm!
This is fantastic!
So it turns out my prayers have been answered, and I can finally show off arrogantly. I can finally strut around the community!
"Mom, no..."
Sun Ziyi's expression grew even more unpleasant. She shook her head, wanting to deny it, but Wang Mei had already been blinded by the pleasant surprise she had imagined, losing all reason and refusing to listen.
"Shaohui! Shaohui! My dear nephew!"
In her excitement, she was beaming from ear to ear and even calling him "dear nephew". As she yelled, she rushed over to the Maserati's driver side door, wanting to properly compliment her wonderful nephew.
And gloat at Su Muqiu's family at the same time!
Sun Ziyi's expression changed drastically. She tried to stop Wang Mei but was a step too late.
The door opened and Wang Mei's smile froze on her face. Her eyes widened in shock, her outstretched hand halted in midair. Dumbstruck, she gaped at Xiao Zhan sitting in the driver's seat.
"You...you...you..."
It took over 10 seconds for Wang Mei to recover from the shock. Staring at Xiao Zhan, she asked, "Who are you?"
Xiao Zhan smiled faintly. "Auntie, sorry about that. My surname is Xiao, my name is Zhan. I'm Muqiu's husband and Su family's son-in-law. I'm not your dear nephew."
Having said that, he got out of the car and went to open the trunk.
"Mom, look at you!"
Sun Ziyi was utterly embarrassed. She hurried over and glared reproachfully at Wang Mei. She had looked down on Xiao Zhan earlier and been slapped in the face by him. She had felt irritated the whole drive back. And now Wang Mei had to make things worse by running up and calling him "dear nephew". The Su family was right here! How humiliating!
However, Sun Ziyi secretly glanced at Xiao Zhan's back and thought to herself, it would be great if he really was our family's dear nephew and my husband.
"This bag is yours, Ziyi."
Xiao Zhan opened the trunk, took out two large sacks and handed one to Sun Ziyi.
Sun Ziyi reached out to take it.
"What's in there?"
Wang Mei's face was dark as night. She looked contemptuously at the sack and said with distaste, "Filthy thing. Whatever you're giving, my Ziyi doesn't want it. I don't want Shaohui to misunderstand later!"
Don't want it?
Xiao Zhan looked at Sun Ziyi.
Sun Ziyi quickly said, "Mom! This bag is full of brand new clothes, dozens of them. Each piece costs nearly 10,000 RMB. Together they're worth tens of thousands!"
"Ah?!"
Wang Mei was shocked. As soon as she heard it was very valuable, she immediately bent down and hugged the sack, instantly reversing her attitude. Beaming, she said, "Shaohui bought all these for you? He really is the perfect nephew I picked out, very generous when spending money on you!"
She said it loudly on purpose and looked provocatively at Liu Hongxiu.
Meanwhile, Liu Hongxiu's face was ashen.
"My wife, this bag is yours."
Xiao Zhan carried the other sack over to Su Muqiu and stroked Su Xiaomeng's cheek. "Xiaomeng, there are some children's clothes in here, very pretty. Let's go home and change you into new clothes, okay?"
"Okay, okay! Thank you, uncle!"
Su Xiaomeng opened her arms to Xiao Zhan. "My teacher said when someone gives you a gift, you should also give them a gift back. That's called reciprocity. But I don't have anything nice to give you, so can I give you a hug instead? Is that okay?"
"Of course, that's perfect."
Xiao Zhan picked up Su Xiaomeng and hugged her. His chiseled face somehow softened into a gentle, tender expression. "For uncle, Xiaomeng's loving hug is the best gift in the world."
Su Xiaomeng said proudly, "Then from now on, no matter what you give me, I'll give you a hug back."
Xiao Zhan's heart melted.
He glanced at Su Muqiu by his side. To have such a wife and daughter, what more could a husband ask for?
On the contrary, Su Muqiu blushed prettily. Seeing this touching scene, she didn't know whether to feel happy or worried.
While Liu Hongxiu felt her heart sink to the bottom.
If this kept up, it would be dangerous.
"Hug my ass!"
Just at this tender moment, a grating voice suddenly yelled from behind them. Wang Mei had been overjoyed to receive clothes worth tens of thousands for free. But seeing Xiao Zhan take away the other sack to get all lovey-dovey with Su Muqiu and her daughter, she became unhappy.
In her eyes, these new clothes were bought by her dear nephew Chen Shaohui with real money. Very expensive. On what grounds could they silently take away a whole sack?
Tens of thousands of RMB, and they just took it like it was nothing?
How dare they!
Not only did they take it, they even started flaunting their love in front of her.
Shameless!
Of course she couldn't tolerate this.
So she strode over, reaching out to grab the sack from Xiao Zhan's hand, and humphed, "I don't care what Shaohui promised you, whether he gave you these clothes or not. I don't allow it!"
"You're not getting a single piece of these clothes!"
Her unreasonable behavior was like a shrew's.
"Mom!"
Sun Ziyi's face turned green. She hadn't hurried to explain the truth to Wang Mei because with so many people around, she was afraid Wang Mei would lose face when she found out.
But now it seemed that with Wang Mei's presumptuous attitude, it would be even more humiliating if she didn't speak up!
Left with no choice, she steeled herself and rushed over, pulling Wang Mei back forcefully. She yelled loudly, "Mom! Stop making trouble! These clothes weren't bought by Shaohui. Xiao Zhan bought them for Muqiu. Muqiu can't wear them all herself so she gave me a sack..."
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
mance] After transmigrating for eighteen years, Lin Qi lived as an utterly ordinary herbalist in the countryside. One day, he kindly brought home a sickly, beautiful girl covered in blood. They married in a flash and began their blissful, intimate life together. Right then, his long-delayed system finally activated. [Warning! Host detected in contact with the "Crimson Calamity," the world-ending witch!] Lin Qi looked at the adorable wife currently curled in his arms, who couldn't even open a jar lid and trembled at the sight of a mouse. Lin Qi: "System, are you insane? This is clearly just a weak and delicate sickly girl!" Thus, Lin Qi treated the system as a "Contrast System," where taking care of his wife made him stronger. Combing his wife's hair rewarded him with [Free Attribute Points]. Taking his wife out for sunshine rewarded him with [Forbidden Spell: Arcane Explosion]. Lin Qi: "This soft life tastes so good!" ... Yet, in the eyes of outsiders: The strongest Beastkin Assassin: "That man dissected a Beast King with a common skinning knife! That was a show of force towards the powerful!" The Holy Son of the Radiant Church: "I infiltrated his home as a tutor, but he had me babysit the children... He must have seen through my disguise!" The World-Ending Witch, Felucia: "I hid all the way in the countryside. How is it that the husband I married on a whim is stronger than I was at my peak?"
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
