Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 687 - 688

Chapter 687: 688

This sentence was shouted out so abruptly that for most people, it was incomprehensible why Song Xiaodong would suddenly shout such words. However, Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan both trembled, staring at Song Xiaodong with shock.

"Haha... kid, you’re pretty good, I didn’t give my daughters to you in vain!" Along with a laugh, a man came out from behind the crowd.

He was a middle-aged man with a rather ordinary appearance, unrecognizable to anyone, and it was unclear how he had mixed into the crowd. Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan were also frowning, staring at the face they did not recognize. However... the way he walked and his figure were all too familiar to them.

The middle-aged man came to Song Xiaodong’s side, raised his hand, and wiped his face, actually peeling off a thin mask and said with a smile, "How do you not recognize your father?"

"Ah! Dad!" Miao Qingqing’s eyes widened at the man before her. If this was not their father, Miao Qingyuan, then who was he?

"Dad, aren’t you... how is this possible?"

The two instantly let go of Song Xiaodong and rushed to grasp Miao Qingyuan’s arms.

Miao Qingyuan laughed heartily and said, "I’ll explain this matter to you later; right now, I need to speak with some people first."

Miao Qingyuan went straight to the Old Master of the Su Family and said, "Old Su, do you remember me?"

"You... who are you?" Old Master of the Su Family frowned.

Miao Qingyuan laughed out loud, his smile carrying a hint of ferocity, and said, "I am Miao Qingyuan, your son-in-law. You don’t even remember who I am? Haha, what a great irony!"

Old Master of the Su Family’s expression darkened as he said, "Hmm, it’s you, this scoundrel. What if I don’t remember you? My Su Family has never considered you a son-in-law. You think you can enter my Su Family’s door, but there is no ’door’ for you."

Miao Qingyuan scoffed disdainfully and said, "Entering your Su Family’s door, you are mistaken; from the moment you took my wife away from me, I have loathed the Su Family to the bone. How could I possibly think of entering your house? My greatest pursuit in life is to destroy the Su Family."

"Just with you?" Old Master of the Su Family also gave a cold laugh, but his gaze swept over Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan, and he said, "Don’t think just because you have a son-in-law, you can do anything to our Su Family."

"Is that so? Do you really think all this has nothing to do with me? Haha, in fact, everything was orchestrated by me." Su Qingyuan laughed proudly at this point.

Then staring at the Old Master of the Su Family, he said, "I established Qingyuan Group with my own efforts, but I knew that with my own efforts alone, I could never expand further. So I had been looking for someone who could help me achieve this goal, and finally, I found Song Xiaodong. Then, with all the schemes, I had my daughters be with him. Afterwards, I faked my own death. I knew that at that point, the Su Family would recognize Qingqing and Xuanxuan because of my death, and knowing the capabilities of my daughters, you would surely think about using them for marriage alliances, which would definitely cause conflicts with Song Xiaodong."

"You... did all this?"

"Correct! All this was my doing, and now my purpose has been achieved. The Su Family will henceforth become a third-rate small clan. By then, you will be devoured by others, just like the Sun family. You’ve always looked down on me, always thought I was not worthy of your Su Family. But now, if your Su Family is destroyed by my hands, do you still dare look down on me?"

With that, Miao Qingyuan began to laugh maniacally.

The Old Master of the Su Family clutched at his chest, his eyes fiercely glaring at Miao Qingyuan as he gritted his teeth and said, "It seems I... truly underestimated you, haha... I never expected that the least promising person I ever knew would eventually be capable of destroying our Su Family, hahaha..."

After laughing twice, the Old Master of the Su Family’s complexion suddenly stiffened, and the laughter stopped abruptly. Then, he suddenly fell back into the chair, motionless, his expression frozen.

Zheng Zhijun’s face changed immediately. He checked the Old Master’s breathing and urgently said, "Quick, call a doctor."

Song Xiaodong frowned. Seeing the Old Master of the Su Family like this, he was clearly suffering from a heart attack. In such emergencies, he could have helped if he were in normal condition. However, at the moment, he could only manage to walk like a normal person; saving someone was beyond his ability now.

The family doctor of the Su Family arrived promptly but shook his head after examining him, indicating that nothing could be done.

Song Xiaodong took the opportunity of the Su Family’s disarray to leave with Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan.

"Where is my dad?" Miao Qingqing asked as she looked back after stepping outside the door.

Song Xiaodong said, "Don’t worry, Uncle Miao won’t be in trouble. I guess he must have gone to find your mom."

Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan nodded, but their moods were quite downcast, showing no excitement for being rescued by Song Xiaodong, nor much joy at their father’s sudden appearance.

Song Xiaodong understood what both were thinking and said, "Let’s talk about some things back at the hotel, I’m very tired now."

Only then did Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan realize that Song Xiaodong was struggling to walk. They gasped lightly and quickly helped him into the car. Then Miao Xuanxuan drove them straight to the hotel.

In a luxurious suite at the hotel, Song Xiaodong lay in bed and slept for over three hours before finally waking up.

Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan, seated by his sides, immediately exclaimed with joy when they saw him awake.

"I’m fine now, I had just nearly depleted all my True Qi earlier, but I’m much better now." Song Xiaodong did not sit up but simply stretched out his hands and held theirs.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, then Miao Qingqing bit her lip and asked, "Dongzi, how did you know my dad would show up?"

Song Xiaodong held their hands tighter, sighed lightly, and said, "Remember I asked the most skilled hypnotherapist? He mentioned that if someone wanted to implant memories that weren’t yours into your mind, it could only be done when you were completely relaxed."

Miao Xuanxuan’s lips twitched and said, "The only person who fits that condition is my dad. But how did you know he wasn’t dead?"

Song Xiaodong gave a wry smile and said, "Initially, I didn’t think it was him, but the events that happened afterward made me more and more suspicious of him. A few days ago, I had someone investigate the place where Uncle Miao was supposedly dead. We finally discovered the truth—that among those killed, he wasn’t there at all. So all this... must have been arranged by him."

Miao Qingqing and Miao Xuanxuan stared at Song Xiaodong, then tears involuntarily started to flow.