Supreme Heir Son-in-law
Chapter 73: Don’t Mess with Me

Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Don’t Mess with Me

"Don’t be sad. If this skirt is ruined, it’s ruined. I’ve seen another one that would suit you even better," Xu Ke gently patted Lin Mengyao’s back to comfort her.

"It’s not the same," Lin Mengyao shook her head, biting her lower lip tightly, then said.

"I never thought I’d see it for the first time under such circumstances, disappointing your intentions. I didn’t even get to wear it once."

Xu Ke saw a crystalline tear swiftly fall from the corner of Lin Mengyao’s eye onto the long skirt. Xu Ke’s heart ached and tingled. He suddenly pulled Lin Mengyao into his arms without any warning, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"Mengyao, how can you make me like you so much?" Xu Ke held Lin Mengyao tightly, suppressing all her struggles in his embrace, not heeding her words like ’let me go.’ He just held her tightly and gently whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I will stand up for you and teach them a lesson, so don’t be sad because of them, okay?"

"What are you going to do?" Lin Mengyao, trapped in Xu Ke’s embrace, struggled to create space with her arm and curiously looked up and asked.

"It’s a secret, you’ll find out then."

Xu Ke sold Lin Mengyao a suspenseful question, and the gloomy and somber atmosphere brightened up because of Xu Ke’s playfulness.

The next day, the Lin Family went to work while the Li family stayed home like lords, waiting for Xu Ke to come back with the money from the bank. They had slept uncomfortably at the Lin Family’s place the previous night, breaking out in rashes. If it weren’t for the fifty thousand yuan, they would’ve left long ago.

"Husband, do you think it’s a bit low to only ask your sister for fifty thousand when she’s so well-off now? Maybe we should have doubled it," Zheng Chunhua said with a tone of regret as she scratched the rash on her neck.

"I know Lihua’s personality best. Fifty thousand is a number I’ve mulled over repeatedly. If we ask for more, we won’t get a single penny," Li Dacheng replied, scratching the rash on his face.

"No, when is that useless guy coming back? I’m dying here; I want to go home," Li Chengcai, whose rash was worse than the other two, couldn’t stop scratching like a monkey.

"Soon, soon, once he’s back, we can go home. Just bear with it a little," Zheng Chunhua reached out a hand to gently scratch the rash on Li Chengcai’s body. "This never happened when we came to Luo City before; what’s going on this time? Could it be that your sister’s house isn’t clean?"

While the three of them were still chatting, Xu Ke returned carrying a black bag. Seeing the three slumped lifelessly on the sofa, Xu Ke tossed the black bag directly in front of them, "Here’s the fifty thousand, count it."

At this moment, looking at the black bag in front of them, the Li family didn’t care about Xu Ke’s attitude. They pounced on it like beasts smelling blood, eagerly opening it. Looking at the neatly stacked fifty thousand inside, the three unconsciously held their breath. It was their first time seeing so much cash.

Li Chengcai disregarded the itch on his body, grabbed two bundles of banknotes from the bag, and sniffed them deeply, a look of ecstasy on his face. "Fifty thousand! It’s my first time seeing this much money. Mom and Dad, when you deposit it in the bank, give me ten or twenty thousand as pocket money."

"You’re still young. What do you need so much money for? When we’re old, everything we have will be yours anyway," Li Dacheng said, tossing the money in his hand at his son’s head with a smile.

"It’s really unfair. We suffered so much just for this bit of stinking money, unlike some who, just by looking good, become a live-in son-in-law, comfortable as a kept man with endless money to spend without lifting a finger," Li Chengcai said, glancing pointedly at Xu Ke with a sour expression, only to see Xu Ke not reacting at all, eyes closed. This left Li Chengcai quite displeased.

Li Chengcai extended his leg and kicked Xu Ke, speaking with a hostile tone, "I’m talking to you; are you deaf or mute?"

Xu Ke opened his eyes and looked at Li Chengcai with a piercing gaze, his voice icy and devoid of warmth as he said, "Don’t provoke me!"

Xu Ke’s sharp gaze startled Li Chengcai, making him forget to retort. By the time he snapped back to reality, Xu Ke had closed his eyes again, as if nothing had happened.

"Damn it, how did you just speak to me? Who do you think you are? You’re just a kept man living off the Lin Family. Why are you putting on airs for me? Who gave you the nerve?" Li Chengcai felt embarrassed by how Xu Ke had scared him earlier, and an uncontrollable anger surged within him. How could he be intimidated by a loser?

Li Chengcai desperately wanted to belittle Xu Ke to prove his own superiority, while the Li family parents continued counting money in excitement, not reacting to their son’s insult towards Xu Ke. But when they reached the second stack of fifty thousand, everything went silent. The couple looked at their son in confusion, only to find him staring at Xu Ke in terror, his mouth gaping wide, with drool dribbling from its corner.

"What did you do to my son? My precious little treasure!" Zhao Chunhua cried, throwing herself in front of Li Chengcai and glaring at Xu Ke like a protective lioness, eyeing her surroundings for something she could use as a weapon.

"He was too noisy. I just made him quiet. Do you want to be quiet too?" Xu Ke sat motionless on the sofa, elegantly wiping his fingers. If he hadn’t just cruelly dislocated the other guy’s jaw with that hand, his graceful demeanor would have been quite pleasing to the eye. But now, to Li Chengcai, Xu Ke seemed like the Asura from Hell.

He never knew the Lin Family’s disregarded son-in-law could have such a ferocious side. The calmness in Xu Ke’s eyes and his hidden murderous intent when dislocating his jaw made Li Chengcai not even dare to think about revenge. Now, like a child, he hid behind Zhao Chunhua, not daring to meet Xu Ke’s eyes, and with his dislocated jaw, he struggled to say, "Go."

"Go? What go? He dared to hit you; this isn’t over until he pays. Wait for me to avenge you," Zhao Chunhua forcefully pried her son’s grip off her and grabbed a fruit plate from the coffee table, spilling the fruits all over. She raised her arm high, aiming to smash the plate onto Xu Ke’s head, but her arm was tightly wrapped by Li Chengcai, who was hiding behind her.