The three people, who were engaged in a secret conversation, exchanged glances with each other. Then, they rushed toward the door at the same time.
When Zhao Youlin and the other two walked out of the Su Residence’s front door, they were greeted by two elongated black Lincolns. Its ink-like bodies shone under the sunlight, looking superbly cool.
Zhao Youlin stared at the two cars for quite a long time before she lamented, “Seeing these two cars, I finally believe that your family is involved in the underworld, or was involved in the underworld before.”
Su Jifeng raised his eyebrows after hearing that and asked in surprise, “What makes you say that?”
Zhao Youlin gave a dry laugh and did not answer.
There was no way she would tell the man in front of her that anyone who saw these two superbly cool cars here would have thought they were nouveau riche!
As Zhao Youlin was thinking about that, several bodyguards in black suits had already walked toward the back seats of the two cars at the same time and opened the doors for the passengers sitting at the back of the cars in a respectful manner.
The first to come down from the car were Su Jifeng and Su He’s mom and dad. Su Liqiang, the heir to the Su family, and Jiang Wenfang, the first madam of the Su family.
Su Jifeng closely resembled Su Liqing. He had dashing eyebrows and penetrating eyes on his masculine and resolute face. Compared to Su Jifeng, he seemed more resolute and assertive like a man in power. He was less hard-edged than his son. He had the charm of a mature man.
And Jiang Wenfang was the kind of woman who looked quite demure. She did not have the grace and elegance of Duan Yarong, but she seemed to be a gentle woman who was more playful, spirited, and passionate.
It was not that hard to tell that Su He’s loveliness was largely due to her mother, who seemed so bright and friendly.
Not long after the two got out of the car, the man sitting in the car in front of them got out as well.
It was an old man who looked a little older than the old men of the Su and Mu family. He was wearing a dark blue man’s cheongsam and was holding a black cane. His glistening eyes looked like they had been through many rough years. Instead of making him look senile, like people of his age, it actually made him look more energetic than most young people
“Uncle, Liqiang, Wenfang.” Su Ruixin immediately walked toward them and greeted them cheerfully when she saw them get out of the car.
They seemed a little stunned to see Su Ruixin. When they came around, they replied joyfully, “You’re here, Ruixin. It has been six months since we last saw you. How have you been?”
The one who talked to her was Jiang Wenfang. She held Su Ruixin’s hand as soon as she walked over. Judging by their attitude toward each other, they were obviously close.
“I’ve been great. How was your journey?”
“It was fine. We got back early.”
As the women were talking, Old Master Su walked toward them as well. Looking at his niece, who he had always been doting on, there was a smile on his face. “Ruixin, you’re here too, so are Xiaoyang and Tingfeng. This is wonderful. The more the merrier, you must stay and have a meal with us.”
As he said that, he gazed at Zhao Youlin for a second and asked, “Who is this little girl?”
Zhao Youlin was speechless. Little girl?
“Oh, I can’t believe I forgot to introduce her. Youlin, come here now.” Su Ruixin smiled. She turned her head and gestured to Zhao Youlin to come to them.
Zhao Youlin and Mu Tingfeng exchanged glances and walked in Su Ruixin’s direction. Just before they reached the front, she was pulled by Su Ruixin to her side.
“Uncle, Liqing, Wenfang, allow me to introduce to you. This is Tingfeng’s wife, the one from five years ago. They just got remarried lately. Youlin, say hi to them.”
Five years ago, Zhao Youlin was not accepted by Mu Tingfeng, by the Mu family, let alone by the Su family.
Now that Su Ruixin had introduced Zhao Youlin to the elders of the Su family in such an earnest manner. The meaning behind was self-evident.
They knew a little about what happened five years ago, that’s why when they heard that Mu Tingfeng was getting married again, and his wife was the one who he had divorced, they were quite shocked.
They could not figure out why Mu Tingfeng would want to remarry the woman he despised so much before, and why he had even held a wedding again.
Though since the Mu family had already accepted the girl, there must be something special about her, so they would cast aside their prejudice and treat her politely.
Jiang Wenfang studied Zhao Youlin carefully. She smiled and said, “Your name is Youlin? What a pretty girl. I am Aunt Wenfang. I have heard about your wedding with Feng, but unfortunately, we were abroad at the time and we could not make it back, that’s why we missed your wedding. It is such a pity.”
Zhao Youlin looked at the woman full of kindness in front of her. She smiled back at her and politely said, “Ting Feng and I got married too hastily. It is our fault that we couldn’t inform you and Uncle earlier.”
Jiang Wenfang was a little stunned. She carefully studied the girl in front of her again.
Generally, when most girls out there heard about the Su family’s background, they were either really scared or very thrilled.
They were terrified of the Su family’s bloody past. They were afraid that they would become one of the victims suffering from the Su family’s wrath one day. They were thrilled about the Su family’s status and wealth, dreaming of marrying into this family and becoming a part of them.
However, this girl here was neither of them. She was neither terrified nor thrilled. She was calm and relaxed, like she was just talking to a relative she had just known, instead of the head of an intimidating, prestigious family.
Almost instantly, Jiang Wenfang’s impression of Zhao Youlin improved. Before Jiang Wenfang could say anything, Su Liqiang, who was standing behind her interjected, “What’s the use of a girl who is pretty and dainty? And needs someone to coax her all the time? If Ji Feng marries a girl like this in the future, I’m going to break his leg! Ouch!”
Before Su Li Qiang could finish, Jiang Wenfang had already elbowed his abdomen, leaving the man, who seemed very authoritative, gritted in pain, yet he did not dare to fight back.
“Are you saying that Xiao Qi and I are troublesome to you? And you will break Jifeng’s leg unless he marries a woman who is as strong as a bull like you?”
Listening to his wife’s forceful accusation, Su Liqiang chickened out instantly and did not dare to say another word.
Jiang Wenfang turned her head to look at Zhao Youlin with an apologetic expression on her face. “This brute here is just kidding. Don’t take it personally.”
Zhao Youlin smiled awkwardly and did not reply, but instead, she looked knowingly at the old man who was talking to Su Ruixin on the other side.
The old man happened to be looking at her as well. His impression of Zhao Youlin was the same as Jiang Wenfang. He only made eye contact with Zhao Youlin for a moment before he shifted his gaze back to Mu Tingfeng. He said in a masterful tone, “Since you have already settled down, focus on your family from now on. Don’t cause any more trouble and make your parents worried..”
