My Life with Narration

Chapter 600 - 591: Renting an Entire Floor

This hitting is a matter of principle; where there’s a first time, there will be countless times. That night, Ning Tong went back to her parents’ house.

Fortunately, Ning Tong’s family is also in Jiangcheng City, so it’s not far. As soon as she got home, Ning Tong’s parents saw what happened and were immediately furious, directly cursing their in-laws over the phone.

Zhang Yongcai was bewildered when he received the call. Although his family’s conditions were okay, things like this still needed reasoning.

Upon hearing that his son had hit his daughter-in-law, Zhang Yongcai immediately felt deeply embarrassed.

Gentlemen can have a temper, but taking it out on outsiders is what counts as having prowess; those who are aggressive at home are the most despised because they’re just losers!

And his son? After causing trouble and putting the family’s business in jeopardy, instead of thinking about how to solve it, he learned to hit his wife.

The key thing is, he has no real skills, yet he places so much importance on face. If it were someone else, Zhang Yongcai wouldn’t even give them a second glance.

But at this moment, there’s nothing he can do. What’s happened has happened. What can he do? He can’t just ignore the mess his son left behind, can he?

He immediately asked his wife to check on the daughter-in-law and apologize, first to stabilize her emotions, especially since Ning Tong is pregnant now.

He himself decided to meet his unfilial son. It seemed he needed to be tougher; otherwise, his son might just be ruined.

Although his family’s conditions were decent, this is just money, not nearly enough for his son to squander away. He was well aware of this.

Originally, he thought his son was young and might improve in a few years, but now he realized it was a mindset issue. If not corrected in time, he feared that by the time he was old, his family might truly fall.

Given his assets, compared to an average household, they could live without working their whole lives if they were frugal, as long as the country didn’t have major upheavals. But is his son an average person?

He has no skills in making money, but he sure knows how to spend it.

As long as he can still work and manage the finances, he can somewhat control him. But when he gets old and his son behaves this way, won’t the family fortunes almost be gone in two or three years?

With that thought, the husband and wife hurriedly got dressed and set out.

Zhang Yongcai then went to his son’s place. Without saying a word, he immediately gave him a loving lesson. Not hitting was simply not an option.

But Zhang Chao was also furious at the time and chose to harden himself. Anyway, he resolutely refused to apologize to his in-laws.

That night, both the Zhang Family and the Ning Family were in an uproar, as chaotic and lively as could be.

In the end, Zhang Chao didn’t go. Left with no choice, Zhang Yongcai had to swallow his pride and go to the in-laws himself; overall, it was quite explosive.

If Su Qing had seen it, she would have wanted to grab a bucket of popcorn and enjoy the show. It was truly spectacular.

The next day, Su Qing felt she’d stayed at home long enough, so she told her family she was going back, and Da Huang was almost ready to work.

The Old Su and Zhou Hui had no objections, but only Su He was unhappy because she still hadn’t reached a million followers, which was annoying. She was so close, yet she couldn’t get there.

After breakfast in the morning, Su Qing took Da Huang downstairs and drove straight back to her neighborhood.

Shortly after returning, the landlady came over with a little girl to knock on the door.

"Xiao Su, sorry to trouble you again!" The landlady placed her hands together in front of her abdomen, as elegant and poised as ever.

"Sister Wen, saying that makes us strangers, doesn’t it? When are we setting off?" Su Qing smiled and said.

As for the racing widow of a landlady, how should I put it, he found interacting with her quite comfortable.

Most of Wen Nanqing’s driving skills were aimed at the same gender, rarely at the opposite gender, and only with those she’s especially close to.

Otherwise, you’d only see a gentle and elegant landlady.

"If you have nothing to do, how about now? The earlier, the better. After the shoot, I’ll treat you to a meal!"

"Well, then I won’t pretend to be courteous~"

He wasn’t at all shy about being treated by the landlady. After all, this was a wealthy woman, and not just wealthy, but very wealthy.

Shen Yi and Tang Nan together might not even be as well-off as Wen Nanqing alone. After all, she owned seventy percent of the Wen patriarch’s lifetime accumulation. How could she not be rich?

If not, she wouldn’t be called the ultimate shortcut by the narrator, which simply means the shortcut of shortcuts, reaching the top in one step.

Even though he chose to be with Shen Yi, to say he never took advantage of the landlady would be a lie.

Just as the landlady herself said, she’s a major shareholder in Shen Yi’s company, and now the Mercedes he drives is under the company’s name, meaning the landlady has a share in it.

No wonder he succeeded. He wasn’t just mooching off one woman; if he couldn’t succeed, no one could.

In terms of mooching achievements, only the ancestor of hard-won advantage could surpass him; the rest were just followers.

Meanwhile, the little girl was holding onto Da Huang’s two hind legs, trying to pull him out of the kennel.

"Da Huang~ big brother is here, come out!"

"Woof woof" [Don’t touch me]

"I know you miss me, come out, big brother will take you to find a little female dog!"

"Woof woof woof, woof woof!" [I *** you ***]

Castration, Da Huang’s lifelong pain. But you can’t blame him; it was because his mom heard that neutered dogs were much more well-behaved and could live two more years, crucially, they wouldn’t bark randomly during mating season. So, she resolutely had Da Huang neutered.

Sure enough, he didn’t bark randomly during mating season anymore. And indeed, longevity seemed true, because castrati usually had longer lifespans.

Finally, Su Qing couldn’t stand it anymore and directly pulled Da Huang out of the kennel, put on a leash, and they all drove to the photography studio together — three humans and a dog.

Shortly after the little girl was born, the landlady got divorced. She practically never had a father, so the Wen family pampered her abundantly.

Every year, they’d take her to a photoshoot, essentially to record a beautiful life, capturing every moment of Wen Yun growing up.

Each year, Wen Nanqing accompanied her daughter, sometimes with grandparents joining for photos.

This year, the little girl requested that her "Su Daddy" take photos with her, a prospect that thrilled her for a long time.

The landlady couldn’t refuse her precious daughter’s request, especially since Su Qing was, after all, her daughter’s father.

Even though she felt it was taking advantage of Shen Yi, as a major shareholder, Wen Nanqing considered it her right to enjoy.

If there’s no man, why not rely on a girlfriend? It’s not a loss to lean a little.

Su Qing initially thought it was just a photoshoot at the studio, which seemed simple, no?

But clearly, he underestimated the spending level of the wealthy.

When they arrived, they realized an entire floor was reserved just for the landlady. Besides them, there were over twenty people bustling around: cameramen, makeup artists, wardrobe stylists, hairstylists, lighting, and more. You’d think a celebrity had arrived.

Even most celebrities wouldn’t have this kind of setup, only major stars would have such a large team.

"Sister Wen, did we... go to the wrong place?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Nanqing gave him a reassuring look.

Then little Wen Yun ran up to a woman about the same age as the landlady and shouted, "This is my daddy, my daddy is here!"

Su Qing: ...

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