Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 762 - 763: Isn’t this young master number 6?

Chapter 762: Chapter 763: Isn’t this young master number 6?

"What’s going on? Where is everyone?" Sixth Young Master Su, Su Qingmiao, frowned as he looked at the group of people. Although they all came from wealthy families, in his eyes, that meant nothing.

"Sixth Young Master, that guy actually impersonated a doctor and deceived Vice Director Lin Su’er!"

"What?" Su Qingmiao immediately widened his eyes, and his voice rose several notches. Did others not know that Lin Su’er was Song Xiaodong’s woman? How could he not know?

This was about the Madame Patriarch; if she was deceived, it would be unbearable. It was a direct affront to the Su Family. As a member of the Su Family, the sense of family honor was instilled in him from childhood, and he was instantly provoked.

"It’s that guy, Sixth Young Master. We have already taken him into custody." Qin Qing pointed at Song Xiaodong and the others.

"Oh my! Your method of taking someone into custody is quite special, actually using two beauties to hold him down." Su Qingmiao suddenly chuckled out loud at this.

The crowd hesitated, each feeling extremely embarrassed; such a method of control was indeed hard to justify. Why did Su Qingmiao have to arrive at just this time?

"Hey boy, let go!" Several people shouted loudly as they saw Su Qingmiao walking towards Song Xiaodong.

However, Song Xiaodong continued to hold the two beauties, who remained seated on his lap, nobody standing up. This was hardly a scene of coercion; it was clearly voluntary.

Song Xiaodong let Miao Xuanxuan and Xiao Yingying cover his face, so Su Qingmiao still had not seen Song Xiaodong’s face clearly, although he had seen Miao Xuanxuan and Xiao Yingying before, but only from a distance.

That was the Madame Patriarch after all; how could he dare to stare? Otherwise, it would be seen as disrespectful to the Madame Patriarch. On this point, the education they received was far stricter than that of ordinary people.

At this moment, Su Qingmiao wasn’t actually paying attention to these few people but was heading straight for Lin Su’er, who worked at the hospital and was one of Song Xiaodong’s women who went out most frequently. He had seen her more often, so he recognized her immediately.

However, he remembered Song Xiaodong had said that when they went out, they should not show off or reveal too much of their identities. He remembered Song Xiaodong’s instructions very clearly, especially after he stood up for someone last time and encountered Song Xiaodong, he took the instructions to heart even more.

"Vice Director Lin, are you all right?" Although Su Qingmiao addressed her in this manner, his tone was obviously very cautious.

Lin Su’er felt quite amused and said, "I’m fine, your Brother Song is just playing around here."

"Brother Song..." Su Qingmiao’s heart clanked. Being described that way by Lin Su’er, and moreover with the surname Song, who could it be other than Song Xiaodong? Following Lin Su’er’s gaze, Miao Xuanxuan and Xiao Yingying had already stood up, and he instantly saw Song Xiaodong’s face.

Then, glancing over at these beauties, he was even more befuddled. Weren’t these Song Xiaodong’s wives? He had just been so focused on Lin Su’er that he had overlooked the other ladies.

Sweat broke out on his forehead and began to stream down; his mind also became a mess, akin to a child facing his parents, just like how he felt when facing his grandfather in the past. The first thing he thought about was whether he had done anything wrong that might earn him a scolding.

However, when he thought about it, it seemed that this time he had embarked on a quest with a recognized purpose. Someone had sabotaged the Su family’s reputation, and his stepping forward was for the Su family, not to show off for others. With this realization, he finally felt a smidgen of courage.

"Brother Song... how come you are here too?" Su Qingmiao hurriedly walked up to Song Xiaodong with a smile on her face, not daring to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

The hall suddenly became quiet, everyone was stunned, staring intently at Song Xiaodong and Su Qingmiao.

After all, this was Su Qingmiao, Sixth Young Master Su, in Minghe. Were there any other young men who could make him act so courteously? Even the sons from the Sun family, whose power was equal to the Su family, would sit on equal footing when they met; Su Qingmiao would never be this polite.

Miao Xuanxuan and the others were not looking at Su Qingmiao, but at the people around them, observing their various expressions, which were utterly fascinating. Some had their mouths wide open, almost large enough to fit an egg, others had their lips curled up so far, it seemed if it weren’t for their ears they might have reached the back of their heads, and some had their mouths tightly shut, but their eyes were bulging out.

In any case, each person’s expression was truly spectacular and amusing, and they indeed had not stirred up trouble in vain; in the end, they finally witnessed the scene they had been anticipating.

Song Xiaodong said to Su Qingmiao with a smile, "Isn’t this Sixth Young Master? It’s been a long time, you seem to be looking more and more lively, young man."

Hearing Song Xiaodong speak to Su Qingmiao so casually, everyone’s heart sank again. The relationship between these two seemed profound, and since they had just been malicious towards Song Xiaodong, the situation seemed rather unfortunate now.

Seeing Song Xiaodong laughing, and even winking at him, Su Qingmiao felt a current of electricity flow from head to tail, a sensation so refreshing, it was as if he had been zapped by the gaze of a beautiful woman.

The reason was simple, Song Xiaodong’s wink obviously meant for him to follow along in the conversation, implying that he was in the same trench with Song Xiaodong, so he naturally wouldn’t blame him; if he performed well, he might even receive praise.

With a smile blooming like a flower on his face, Su Qingmiao finally felt he could wipe the sweat off his forehead, and said, "Yes, yes, Brother Song, you also seem more spirited. If I had known you were coming here, I would have come along too."

Song Xiaodong then said, "Sixth Young Master, you are too polite to me. I just helped you with a treatment. Your body seems to have recovered quite well. I’ll check on you in the next few days, and you surely will be as good as new, without any lingering ailments."

"Oh, oh..." Su Qingmiao quickly responded, "I had been plagued by this illness for a long time without getting better. Without Brother Song’s miraculous healing, how could I be so free and easy to come out and play?"

Everyone was listening very seriously to every word between Song Xiaodong and Su Qingmiao, trying to discern some important information from their conversation.

People initially thought Song Xiaodong was a very important figure, but listening to their conversation, it became clear that Su Qingmiao was polite because Song Xiaodong had cured him of some disease.

Although Song Xiaodong did not seem to hold an especially impressive position, since Su Qingmiao treated him with high regard, offending Song Xiaodong, which might upset Su Qingmiao, was also undesirable.

Therefore, at this point, everyone couldn’t help feeling somewhat apprehensive.