The City’s Strongest Son-in-law Chapter 7 - 7 7 Sorry These 3 Years

7: Chapter 7 Sorry, These 3 Years 7: Chapter 7 Sorry, These 3 Years Tang Zhenhua, sensing an unsettling turn, quickly intervened to diffuse the tension. “Alright, everyone, let’s calm down!

Everything has been stated, and adding more now is pointless. Let’s focus on how Tang Qiulu can successfully complete this task.”

As Sun Mei released Tang Qiulu’s shoulder, Su Changfeng also let go and proceeded towards the kitchen. “I’m going to cook,” he announced.

Sun Mei rubbed the spot where Su Changfeng had gripped her, remarking bitterly, “One day, I will definitely expel you from this place, you useless fool!”

During dinner, Sun Mei was notably absent from the table. Tang Zhenhua spoke at length about Weishui Real Estate, his worry stemming from the potential repercussions from Tang Xiangdong and the Tang Family if Tang Qiulu failed her task the next day. He feared their family’s complete ruin if the Tang Family were to cast them out.

Following the meal, Su Changfeng took a shower and returned to their bedroom. He found Tang Qiulu seated on the bed, quietly observing him.

Su Changfeng lay down on the floor mat and casually remarked, “Weishui Real Estate was established by a former classmate of mine.”

“Oh,” Tang Qiulu replied with a brief acknowledgment before falling back into silence. The bedroom was enveloped in quietude. Three years had flown by in what felt like an instant, yet little seemed to have changed. However, Tang Qiulu’s emotions felt remarkably different now, especially recalling the uncharacteristic expression on Su Changfeng’s face when he had grasped Sun Mei’s hand.

“Starting tomorrow, do not wait for me at the small shop outside the group’s building,” Tang Qiulu suddenly stated. Su Changfeng froze for a moment. Could it be that Tang Qiulu already knew? He felt a twinge of surprise but remained silent. “Okay,” he responded.

Tang Qiulu turned her back to Su Changfeng, her lips pressed together, an inexplicable wave of emotion stirring within her. She had always believed that divorcing Su Changfeng would be a simple matter, but Sun Mei’s words yesterday had made her realize the impossibility of it. Despite his perceived weakness and incompetence, he had been by her side for three years. Regardless of the harsh criticisms they faced externally, or even her own cold treatment, he had always remained with her, a smile never leaving his face. She, too, possessed a heart of flesh and blood, and it dawned on her that she had grown accustomed to his presence.

“From now on, just come to the main entrance of the group’s building to pick me up,” she instructed. Upon hearing this, Su Changfeng felt a jolt, as if struck by lightning. In the dim light, he gazed at Tang Qiulu’s silhouette, his expression shifting from disbelief to pure elation.

Tang Qiulu, unable to perceive his reaction, assumed his silence meant reluctance. With a hint of embarrassment and annoyance, she added, “If you don’t want to, then just disregard what I said!”

Instantly sitting up with overwhelming excitement, Su Changfeng exclaimed, “I do! I absolutely want to go!”

Sensing Su Changfeng’s intense joy, two glistening tears traced their way down Tang Qiulu’s cheeks. She recognized how easily he was pleased.

“These past three years… I’m sorry.”

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The following day.

Tang Xiangdong sat in his office, receiving a phone call. A wave of laughter erupted from him, so potent that tears welled up. The other Tang Family members of his generation present were utterly bewildered by his reaction.

“Donglin, what’s happened? What’s so funny?” one of them inquired.

“Don’t hog the laughter, Donglin, tell us too,” another urged.

“Did Tang Qiulu perhaps back out at the last moment?” a third person guessed.

Clutching his stomach, Tang Xiangdong managed to gasp, “Hahahaha, it hurts! I can’t stop laughing! Tang Qiulu really is such a fool!”

“Tell us what actually happened,” the curious Tang family members pressed.

“That eccentric Tang Qiulu actually had Su Changfeng drive her to Weishui Real Estate on an electric bike! Hahaha, has this woman lost her mind?” Tang Xiangdong retorted, still roaring with laughter.

His words sent the others into fits of uncontrollable laughter, tears streaming down their faces. “Hahaha, does Tang Qiulu really think she looks presentable arriving like a pauper? Weishui Real Estate will never acknowledge her!”

“I suspect Tang Qiulu has simply given up on herself! Even we couldn’t secure the deal, so who does she think she is, dreaming she can succeed!”

“Donglin, your strategy is truly brilliant. This time, Tang Qiulu will undoubtedly face severe scolding and be expelled from the Tang Family. And when the old matriarch passes, there’s no way her family will receive any share of the assets during the division.” They all concurred that Tang Qiulu stood no chance of accomplishing the task.

All the onlookers were now anticipating Tang Qiulu's imminent embarrassment.

“What if she decides to break her promise?” inquired one individual with a hint of apprehension.

Tang Xiangdong let out a chilling smirk; finally, the chance he had been waiting for to expel Tang Qiulu from the Tang Family had arrived.

How could he possibly allow her any means of escape?

“Fret not, I shall ensure she's ousted from the Tang Family myself. All you need to do is stand firmly by my side,” Tang Xiangdong declared.

“Rest assured, our loyalty is with you completely.”

“Tang Qiulu has already brought enough shame upon the Tang Family. Once she is gone, the ridicule from outsiders will cease.”

“Indeed, that good-for-nothing Su Changfeng has embarrassed our family countless times. We can finally rid ourselves of this utter coward!”

Weishui Real Estate.

Su Changfeng brought the vehicle to a halt. Observing the visibly tense and rigid Tang Qiulu, he offered a reassuring smile and said, “Worry not, I already finalized arrangements with my classmate yesterday.

Your only task is to sign the contract.”

Tang Qiulu did not press Su Changfeng for details about his classmate, yet her anxiety mounted as the Tang Family faced fierce competition for this crucial business deal.

The Tang Family possessed absolutely no discernible advantage.

Could it be that mere friendship alone would suffice to secure this colossal contract?

“Your classmate isn’t just playing a prank on you, is he?” Tang Qiulu questioned, her lips pursed.

“Certainly not, we share a very close bond; he is my most trusted companion,” Su Changfeng responded confidently.

Witnessing Su Changfeng's unwavering confidence, Tang Qiulu’s spirits began to lift.

Though their conversation last night had been discreet, their relationship had not seen a sudden, dramatic escalation.

However, several significant barriers had undoubtedly been dismantled.

Tang Qiulu understood that irrespective of her internal feelings, she had to confront this situation head-on.

Upon entering the company premises, before Tang Qiulu could utter a word, a receptionist approached her.

“Excuse me, are you Miss Tang?” the elegantly dressed receptionist inquired with a professional and pleasant smile.

Tang Qiulu, feeling a surge of unexpected flattery, replied, “Yes, that is I.”

“Please, follow me.”

Tang Qiulu complied, following the receptionist as they proceeded directly to the elevator, ascending to the very top floor of Weishui Real Estate.

A rapid thumping echoed in her chest. Even though the contract was far from finalized, the receptionist's deferential demeanor offered her a fragile, yet potent, glimmer of hope.