Where he was standing, Huo Jinyao obstructed Su Qingsang’s line of vision, so she was also unaware that Xiang Caiping had come into the living room.
Since Huo Jinyao was drunk, his guard was significantly lower than usual. He had been entertaining some leaders of the city with Su Chenghui earlier that night.
Recently, Huo Jinyao had been in regular contact with Su Chenghui and working with him had provided Huo Jinyao the opportunity to discover many aspects of Su Chenghui’s character.
Su Chenghui had lived in Lin City for a substantial period of time, so he was well acquainted with the residents and possessed a wealth of experience with regards to the workings of the city. He was the prime choice to front social dealings and build public relations.
“My father? You’ve been working closely with my father?”
In truth, Su Qingsang was estranged with Su Chenghui, so upon hearing Su Chenghui’s name, she could not help but be inquisitive.
“Your father is considered a well-known figure too.”
Su Chenghui had not been born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He came from an average family.
Marrying Li Qianxue had meant marrying into her formidable family. The Li Family had an impressive family background and history.
Nowadays, the Li Family was one of the most influential families in Lin City. Needless to say, they were among the upper-crust of the city twenty years ago.
There were players in the business field who had remarked that Su Chenghui was an unworthy match for Li Qianxue. That never seemed to faze Su Chenghui at all.
Su Chenghui was the general manager of Li Corporation. Li Qianxue was the director-general, and Old Master Li was still the chairman of the board. Strictly speaking, Su Chenghui was merely the third in command.
Currently, as third in command of Li Corporation, Su Chenghui’s words were more efficacious than those of the first in command. Nobody in the corporation had the audacity to condescend to Su Chenghui.
If not for his strategic manipulation, Su Chenghui would not be as high up in the company as he was.
Most importantly, despite the discrepancy between his and Li Qianxue’s social statuses, he was rather unperturbed. No matter who pointed it out to him, he remained quite indifferent.
There were two possible explanations for this: he either loved Li Qianxue so immensely that he did not care about the opinions of others, or he was so self-assured that he was unruffled by how others viewed him.
“Do you think my father loves Li Qianxue immensely, or he is self-confident?”
“What do you think?” Huo Jinyao threw the question back at Su Qingsang. He believed that she already had an answer of her own.
Turning around, Huo Jinyao saw Xiang Caiping within earshot. He had no idea when she had come into the living room or how long she had been listening in to his conversation with Su Qingsang.
“Aunt Xiang.” Huo Jinyao almost immediately snapped out of his state of intoxication, and he turned to give Su Qingsang a look.
Su Qingsang glared at him and quickly stood up. “Aunt Xiang, come over here and have a look at the new clothes I sorted out. I’ll put them in your room shortly.”
“Sure.” Xiang Caiping came forward nonchalantly, seemingly unaware of the conversation they had been having.
Huo Jinyao and Su Qingsang looked at each other in dismay and could only look on as Xiang Caiping looked through her new clothes. The trio did not mention Su Chenghui again.
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“Relative? What are you talking about?”
Huo Jinyao looked quizzically at Su Chenghui.
The two men had met up for work purposes and, after their work discussion, Su Chenghui had not left. Instead, he stayed to chat.
Su Chenghui was referring to the relative who was visiting Huo Jinyao.
“Peizhen bumped into Qingsang when she was out shopping yesterday. She mentioned that Qingsang was accompanying her aunt while she tried on clothes. I didn’t think she had any relatives in Lin City, so I wanted to ask if she was with your relative?”
Su Chenghui spoke politely. “If she’s my in-law or one of your relatives, we should extend our hospitality by treating her to a meal.”
Huo Jinyao raised his brows as he pondered Su Chenghui’s suggestion. “Treat her to a meal?”
Treating Xiang Caiping to a meal? It would be interesting to see what would happen if Su Chenghui’s family were to have dinner with her, Huo Jinyao thought impishly.
