My Super Beautiful Lady Boss
Chapter 554 - 554 551 Flying to Beijing

554: Chapter 551 Flying to Beijing 554: Chapter 551 Flying to Beijing Su Xuan saw so many of Huang Yingying’s classmates outside the door and had already guessed that someone might have maliciously instigated this, but he wasn’t sure who it was.

As soon as he opened the door, Huang Yingying’s team leader teacher burst in first, followed by all her classmates.

“Where have you hidden Huang Yingying?

Hand her over immediately!

Otherwise, we’re not done with you.”

The teacher was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and didn’t look like a teacher at all, more like a bandit.

“Everyone saw you hiding Huang Yingying in your room.

What in the world have you done to her?

You didn’t take advantage of her, did you?

For a great business council to actually have such sleazy individuals, what a disappointment.”

The gold-rimmed glasses teacher looked at Su Xuan as if he had caught a thief, laying into him with relish.

“What are you babbling about?

I invited Huang Yingying over as a guest.

It’s none of your business.

Keep spouting nonsense, and I won’t be polite anymore.”

“Hmph, listen to this.

They did indecent things, a pair of shameless dogs, and still dare to be so arrogant.

If this were ancient times, you would both be soaked in a pig cage.

You should all be eradicated!”

The more the art teacher spoke, the more excited he became.

Huang Yingying, hiding in the inner room, heard her teacher insulting her as part of a shameless couple and was immediately furious.

She hadn’t done anything wrong, yet it was tough to receive such a harsh criticism from her teacher.

Su Xuan originally had a lot of respect for the teaching profession, but there were always some who tarnished the morals of teachers.

Such people do not deserve to be teachers at all; they’re simply cancers.

“Huang Yingying, come out quickly, your teacher has come to save you!”

The bespectacled teacher shouted towards the inside.

“Motherfucker, I’m going to finish you off today!”

Su Xuan lifted him with one hand and threw him out the door with a loud thud, causing him to crash heavily onto the floor outside.

The crowd of students was ecstatic, all eager to challenge since their teacher had been bullied.

“That’s enough from all of you!”

Huang Yingying came out from the inside, still wearing Su Xuan’s ill-fitting jacket, and actually wearing Su Xuan’s…

beneath it.

The students had come here to find Huang Yingying, and now that they saw her come out, they all wanted to know what exactly had happened.

“I’m fine.

Let’s go back,” Huang Yingying said to everyone.

“Her clothes…”

A few students whispered among themselves, Su Xuan’s clothes looking too large on Huang Yingying, who glared fiercely at them.

The teacher who had been hit was also coming back to his senses, silently watching as Huang Yingying slowly left.

Actually, the teacher was acting on Song Qingshu’s orders, even receiving some money for it.

His goal was to give Su Xuan a warning and to cause him trouble with women.

Song Qingshu had known all along that the girl was not really Su Xuan’s girlfriend, but just someone Su Xuan wanted to monopolize.

Song Qingshu felt regret for not having been able to see a good show unfold.

Su Xuan knew someone was targeting him, but he didn’t say anything.

He had been very busy recently and simply had no time to fight with these clowns.

What Su Xuan cared about the most now was his trip to Beijing tomorrow.

Ever since Xiong Sandao had heard that Su Xuan was on good terms with the Lai family in Beijing, he insisted on dragging him along to pay a visit.

It was just as well, as Su Xuan hadn’t been to the capital for a long time.

Staying in Rongcheng City all the time was too suffocating, with everyday filled with deception and cunning, something he was almost sick of.

It was about time he went to relax in Beijing and treat it like a vacation.

After all, Xiong Sandao was footing the bill, so why not spend the money?

This trip to Changqing Lake for fishing was actually like a little vacation that Wei Zhentian and the others had given him.

Hearing that Xiong Sandao was seeking peace made them overjoyed.

Rongcheng City would be theirs from now on, their word law.

Little did they expect their victory would come so easily.

Meanwhile, Xiong Sandao remained still, as the Che family’s support had disappeared, he had no choice but to look for external aid in Beijing.

Su Xuan soon received another phone call from Xiong Sandao.

“Alright, I will definitely accompany you.

And yeah, bringing more money can’t hurt,” Su Xuan advised.

Su Xuan didn’t have the time to bother with Miao Qingfeng or Huang Yingying.

The next day, Su Xuan, along with Liu Sheng, took a plane with Xiong Sandao straight to Beijing.

Upon boarding the plane, Xiong Sandao couldn’t help but lament that after so many years of mixing in high circles, he didn’t even own a private plane and still had to fly commercial, which was somewhat embarrassing.

Su Xuan didn’t really care, instead he kept his eyes on the flight attendants walking back and forth, looking for a pretty one.

Xiong Sandao didn’t get out much, and being on the plane, seeing all the different outfits made him feel like a country bumpkin.

Xiong Sandao had a frog-in-the-well feeling.

“Sir, here is the dessert you ordered.”

“Mm, just leave it there.”

Su Xuan noticed that the flight attendant was quite attractive, with a full bust and round hips, and a face that was easy on the eyes, reminiscent of television stars.

Su Xuan had intentionally asked her to bring dessert, wanting to observe her up close.

As a man who had seen numerous women, from body shapes to facial features and clothing, he could guess the flight attendant’s tastes and interests.

“I’ll have a coconut juice too.”

Su Xuan was asking for a lot, specifically requesting that flight attendant’s service.

“Here.”

The flight attendant, dressed in her uniform, was composed throughout, always maintaining a smile.

“How about leaving your WeChat?

I quite like you.”

Su Xuan was very bold when he spoke to her.

“Sorry, I don’t have WeChat,” she said, and then walked away.

Seeing Su Xuan’s approach being rebuffed, Xiong Sandao laughed mockingly, “There are plenty of such women in Rongcheng City, why bother?”

“You don’t understand, they all have a different flavor,” Su Xuan insisted stubbornly, especially when it came to women.

Xiong Sandao just curled his lip in lack of comprehension; after all, weren’t women just something to have fun with for the right price?

The plane flew smoothly, and Su Xuan, having glanced at Hui Kong, the flight attendant, felt a bit sick of it all.

Suddenly, he noticed a girl sitting in front of him, around eighteen or nineteen, quietly reading a book, her eyebrows sometimes knitting together in concentration as she pondered its content.

“A literary young lady, I like that!”

Su Xuan immediately became very interested in the girl, unbuckled his seatbelt and walked over.

He stood behind her for several minutes without her noticing, and at that point, Su Xuan saw that she was reading Hemingway’s “The Old Man and the Sea.”

“What a coincidence, I like that book too.

It tells the story of an old fisherman, but it reveals the common fate of humanity.

I admire the old man’s courage, his unyielding fighting spirit, and Hemingway too.”

The girl looked up at Su Xuan with eyes wide as if she had found a kindred spirit who understood the essence of the book perfectly.

“You’re right, the book reflects Hemingway’s philosophy of life and moral ideals, the indomitable fighter’s spirit and an optimistic approach to life.”

The girl’s eyes twinkled as if she truly saw the protagonist struggling with the sharks in the sea.

Since Su Xuan and the girl quickly found a common interest, he asked, “Where are you heading?

If we’re going to the same place, I’d really like to invite you for a coffee to discuss the book’s thoughts.”

“I’m going to Beijing, my family lives there.”

The girl’s voice was clear, her eyes alight with excitement at the thought of discussing the book with Su Xuan.

“What a coincidence, I’m also going to Beijing.

Here’s my WeChat, you can scan it.

We can keep in touch.

I’ll be in Beijing for the next few days.”

After the girl added Su Xuan as a friend, she cheerfully said, “I’m free all day today.

Being locked up at home is just unbearable.”

“Locked up at home?”

There was nothing Su Xuan hated more than irrational parents.

He believed that educating a child should be done gently, as being blunt and rough wouldn’t solve any problems.

“Yeah, my dad’s too strict with me, and my brother too.

They guard me closely and don’t allow me a moment to go out and play.”

The girl, with her loose hair and dazzling diamond-like earrings, pouted as she constantly complained about her family, harboring significant prejudice, especially against her brother and father.

“Well, every family has its own issues to deal with.

You’ll get used to it eventually,” Su Xuan advised.

“Yeah, but I don’t want to read the scripture of my family.

If it weren’t for this school-organized internship, I wouldn’t have had the chance to play outside.

And you probably won’t have much time to hang out with me either.

Ah, it’s unfortunate to be born into such a family.”

The girl complained for a while and looked disappointedly at Su Xuan, who reassured her, “It’s okay, we can discuss literature through WeChat, right?”

“Sure.”

Su Xuan nodded his head in frustration, thinking that this girl wouldn’t be easy to pursue, mainly because she didn’t have time to be wooed.

It seemed he could only flirt with her over WeChat.

Having learned a bit about the girl’s situation, Su Xuan returned to his seat.

Having come from Rongcheng City, Xiong Sandao lost his composure in front of Su Xuan and grinned, “How about it, she seems nice, right?

Don’t leave Beijing with any regrets.”

Su Xuan looked down on Xiong Sandao, who only ever thought about picking up women.

Couldn’t he be a little more positive?

The literary girl, with her headphones on, was flipping through the book, and Su Xuan felt an urge to get to know her, not wanting to let such an advantageous acquaintance slip out of his world.

The Ghost Hand Divine Thief, Liu Sheng, did nothing but sleep and eat as soon as he was on the plane, uninterested in anything else.

Suddenly, Su Xuan saw the literary girl go through her pockets as if she had lost something.

At that moment, there were ten minutes left before the plane landed.

She called over a flight attendant, saying she lost her wallet.

The flight attendants were in a difficult position and could only check the surveillance footage, which revealed that the only person who had been close to her, other than a man named Su Xuan, was Liu Sheng!

“Him?”

The girl had had a good impression of Su Xuan because of his insights on “The Old Man and the Sea.” She couldn’t understand why he would steal her wallet.

Could it be that his earlier approach to discuss literature was just a means to get close and steal?

The more the girl thought about it, the more it didn’t make sense to her; she felt he was not that sort of person.

Su Xuan, on the other hand, stood up confidently, saying that he definitely didn’t steal anything and was willing to be searched if there were any doubts.

At this time, Liu Sheng slowly woke up from his sleep and stretched lazily.

Su Xuan looked at him, wondering if he had given in to his kleptomaniac urges and committed a theft.

“Did you take that girl’s wallet?” Su Xuan asked covertly.

Liu Sheng shook his head, stood up from his seat, and walked through the aisle.

He stopped next to a man wearing black-rimmed glasses and declared, “He’s the one who stole it.”

“What on earth are you talking about?

I’ve been sitting here the whole time, not moving.

How could you possibly have seen me steal anything?”

According to the surveillance video, the only person who had a long interaction with the girl was none other than Su Xuan.

How did Liu Sheng know the thief was that particular man?