Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 891 - 892 Design

Chapter 891: Chapter 892 Design

In public, the two couldn’t make too much of a scene. They quickly quieted down and found the boarding gate before sitting down. Zhong Chuling whispered, "Xiao Shu, do you think we’ll get to see Uncle this time?"

"Why? You miss him?" Lin Shu asked teasingly with a grin.

Zhong Chuling replied, "Yeah, I do. Uncle has helped me so much, even bringing my dad to Minghe for treatment without charging any medical expenses. How could I not feel grateful to him?"

Lin Shu said, "That man does have his moments, but I’ve got to remind you—he’s married. If you like him, you’d only be the Mistress. Plus, he’s the type who loves taking advantage and not owning up afterward. You can’t let yourself get used like I did."

Zhong Chuling pouted, "Uncle’s not as bad as you say. If he really meant harm, you’d have already ended up in his bed."

"That’s just calculated camouflage to catch us off guard, but he’s still a wolf. Wolves eat meat. We’re like two juicy little lambs, and when he gets hungry—boom—you’re gone before you know it."

"Well, I just don’t believe Uncle would do that, and... and..."

"And even if he did, you’d secretly be fine with it, wouldn’t you?" Lin Shu shot her a side-eye and said, "You’re done for. Completely smitten by Uncle."

"You keep lecturing me. But what about you rushing to Minghe? Don’t act so high and mighty. You wanted to come just as much as I did."

"That’s different. My grandpa is here, and besides, I’m here accompanying you."

"So if we do run into Uncle this time, are you going to avoid him?"

"Avoid him? Sure, whatever. Why should I see him?" Lin Shu replied dismissively, her attitude direct and unwavering.

After waiting for a while, it was finally time to board. Being young and impatient, neither wanted to be at the back of the line, so they stationed themselves at the front of the boarding gate to be among the first aboard.

Just as they were about to scan their tickets and board, Ji Huan approached with her aunt. Ji Huan spoke with a mocking and ridiculing tone, "See? You’ve been standing here early just to get in faster. Meanwhile, I can skip the line entirely and still get on ahead of you."

Lin Shu shot her a glance and said, "And? So what? We like it this way."

Ji Huan smirked again and added, "You don’t have to do it this way, you know. But even when given the chance, you fail to seize it. How foolish."

As the pair walked through the VIP lane and boarded without having to queue, Lin Shu scoffed, "People with a bit of dirty money always flaunting it—what’s the point? So annoying."

"Forget her, no need to bother." Zhong Chuling gently tugged Lin Shu’s arm.

Once they scanned their tickets and boarded the plane, they first passed by the first-class cabin. Ji Huan’s aunt immediately called out to them, "Come sit here for a bit. If there’s an open seat, I’ll upgrade you two."

Ji Huan chimed in, "Don’t be so uptight. Look how spacious it is here compared to the cramped seats in the back. Relax, we won’t charge you anything."

Zhong Chuling stopped Lin Shu from speaking and responded politely, "Thank you for the kind offer, but we’ll stick to our own seats."

"Such a poor person’s mindset—given a chance, you still wouldn’t take it." Ji Huan muttered with disdain as she watched them leave.

Ji Huan’s aunt commented, "Xiao Huan, you shouldn’t be so dismissive. I find these two quite interesting—they’re the type with strong self-respect. Might be useful down the line."

Ji Huan replied, "They don’t care about money, so how can we bring them into the Su Family?"

Her aunt explained, "You can’t just directly send them to the Su Family anymore. The Su Family’s Family Head already has several women. If you send them directly, the others will cause a fuss, and he won’t keep them around. In the past, everyone failed because of this misstep. So the key is to create opportunities for them to meet him in situations where his other women aren’t present. Without interference, he can interact more freely and boldly."

Ji Huan raised her chin arrogantly, "Why bother with them? I alone can win him over."

Her aunt quickly advised, "That kind of pride won’t get you far. Sure, the family dotes on you, but someone like him won’t spoil you too. To the Su Family’s Family Head, the Ji Family is nothing."

Ji Huan pouted and said reluctantly, "Fine, I’ll play nice."

"Exactly. You need to use charm. Even if you do make it into the Su Family, you’ll have to keep him happy with kind gestures and a soft approach. Only then will he support our Ji Family. If you keep throwing tantrums, he’ll tire of you quickly, and then—even within the Ji Family—you’ll lose status."

Ji Huan nodded, "Got it." But then she hesitated and asked, "But what if those two don’t cooperate? How will they contribute to the Ji Family later?"

Her aunt explained with patience, "There are two reasons. First, since these two will be introduced by the Ji Family, the Su Family’s Family Head will have a favorable impression of us, which is already beneficial. Second, if you all make it into the Su Family, it’s better to have acquaintances among the women. Supporting one another strengthens the position. That’s why I told you to make friends with them."

"Oh... I see now. But why should they compare to me? They’re just two ordinary girls."

Her aunt shook her head and replied, "Xiao Huan, you’re still too arrogant. Making friends often means using others to your advantage. If you connect with them, then once inside the Su Family, you can teach them what to do. Slowly, without them realizing, they’ll start listening to you and become your allies. This is The Art of Controlling People. For girls with strong self-respect like them, you can’t just flaunt money and expect them to align with you. You need them to first feel gratitude, then admiration, and only then will they follow your lead."

Ji Huan nodded thoughtfully, "Alright, Auntie, I understand now. I’ll treat them better. I’ll go find them now."

Her aunt stopped her, "No need to rush. They already rejected you earlier. If you approach them now, they won’t agree. Instead, wait until we reach Minghe. Start by apologizing, then escort them to their destination. There’s a gala tonight—take them with you. Show them upper-class life; it’ll influence their perspective."

Ji Huan’s eyes lit up as realization dawned, "I get it. They’ve never genuinely experienced how good life at the top can be, so they don’t have a clear sense of it. No matter how much I say, it won’t sway them. But once they see it, feel it for themselves, they’ll be moved without even realizing it."