The City’s Strongest Son-in-law
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117: Chapter 117: Is It Lit?

117: Chapter 117: Is It Lit?

“From the start, I guessed that the old grandma would try her best to weaken your power, but I didn’t expect her to be so shameless.” Su Changfeng said.

“Why?

It was agreed earlier on that I would take on the entire West District project and be responsible for the finances!” Tang Qiulu asked puzzledly.

“Is there any need to guess?

The old grandma doesn’t want you to dominate the company, which would shake Tang Xiangdong’s position.

In her eyes, Tang Xiangdong is the heir she wants.” Su Changfeng said.

“Isn’t she at all afraid that I won’t handle anything?

This West District collaboration, all the loans were negotiated by me.

If I stop taking care of them, how long can the Tang Family survive?” Tang Qiulu said unwillingly.

“But will you really stop handling them?” Su Changfeng asked.

Tang Qiulu felt as if she was being strangled; would she really stop handling them?

The answer is evidently no.

She’s invested so much effort to get to this point, it’s impossible to just say she’ll stop!

“Why would grandma do something like this?

The reason is that she’s got you under her thumb, knowing you wouldn’t really do that.” Su Changfeng sighed, saying that Tang Qiulu’s heart was somewhat softened ultimately.

However, what decisions she makes, Su Changfeng wouldn’t say much, and the Tang Family is a very good school for Tang Qiulu, where she can gradually learn a lot.

Tang Family Mansion.

When the old grandmother came home, her assistant looked at her with a concerned expression: “Doing this might make Tang Qiulu dissatisfied, Chairwoman.”

The old grandmother coldly said: “What was this girl’s status in the Tang Family before, and what is it now?

Does she dare to be unhappy?

Besides, she’s doing so much for the Tang Family as she should, would the Chairwoman really let her take charge?”

“But…

whether the Tang Family can survive depends on her.” The assistant said.

“Don’t worry.

This girl lacks courage.

Without the Tang Family, what is Tang Qiulu worth?

She would just bite the bullet and swallow her grievances!

Besides, I’ve been quite good to this girl lately.” The old grandmother said.

The assistant helplessly nodded and didn’t speak again, because once the old grandmother decides something, no one can change it.

Besides, Tang Qiulu shouldn’t be so foolish, because she depends on the group for a living too.

If the Tang Family goes under, Tang Qiulu wouldn’t have a good outcome either, and the old grandmother banked on this point to act this way!

The old grandmother stood up, took a deep breath, and said: “Su Changfeng is really the one I’m afraid of.

Tang Qiulu has changed a lot these days, probably because of him, and I’m really worried he’ll snatch the Tang Family away!”

Lin Qingmeng’s home.

Su Changfeng and Tang Qiulu sat in the living room, hearing the symphony played by various kitchen utensils from the kitchen, and occasionally there was dense smoke and Lin Qingmeng’s periodic screams.

But she ordered Su Changfeng and Tang Qiulu to stay in the living room, though Tang Qiulu was a bit worried, there was nothing they could do.

“Are you sure we don’t go over?

I’m really afraid she might actually set her house on fire!” Just as these words were said, another plume of smoke wafted out, and even the living room was now unbearable.

Su Changfeng hoped he could have a gas mask.

Tang Qiulu stood up anxiously and shouted: “Lin Qingmeng, did you light the world war in the kitchen again?”

The two rushed to the kitchen, and saw the kitchen in an extraordinary mess, really looking like a battlefield, Lin Qingmeng was covered in oil, her hair tangled, a total mess!

When Lin Qingmeng saw Tang Qiulu and Su Changfeng, she hurriedly said: “Didn’t I tell you to stay well in the living room?

Leave and don’t disturb me.”

Tang Qiulu sighed helplessly: “Why are you trying to be strong for things you can’t accomplish?

Are you really planning to set your house on fire?”

“Who says I can’t accomplish it?

I’ve already completed a dish, and soon we can eat.” Lin Qingmeng pointed proudly to a plate of something dark, indistinguishable from its original ingredients.

Su Changfeng entered the kitchen that looked like it had been bombed: “Why don’t you go take a shower, I’ll cook.”

“No way, I’ve invited you both for dinner, you can’t take charge.” Lin Qingmeng pushed Su Changfeng away.

“Even if you want to thank me, there’s no need for me to end up in the hospital, right?

If I eat this stuff, I might need to have my stomach pumped!” Su Changfeng said.

Tang Qiulu couldn’t stand it either, and she said: “I think Su Changfeng should do it now, if we really end up with food poisoning, we could be roommates in the hospital.”

“Qiulu, do you also not trust my cooking skills?” Lin Qingmeng said a little depressed.

“It’s up to you, hurry up and come out!” Tang Qiulu said without hesitation.

Lin Qingmeng angrily put down the spatula and stormed out of the kitchen.

“I go take a bath, later I’ll show you how good I am at cooking.”

The symphony stopped once Su Changfeng took over the kitchen.

After Lin Qingmeng showered and came out, she smelled a particularly tempting aroma and couldn’t help but swallow.

“Qiulu, is Su Changfeng’s cooking really as good as you say?” Lin Qingmeng couldn’t help but ask.

She had heard Tang Qiulu mention Su Changfeng cooks at home daily and is quite good, but had never tasted it, so she didn’t believe Tang Qiulu’s words.

However, given the present situation, it seems she has no choice but to believe.

“You’ll know if I was lying soon.” Tang Qiulu said with a smile.

Su Changfeng is better than many restaurant chefs, because she’s been eating for 3 years and never tired of it.

Lin Qingmeng pursed her lips: “See you gloating, truly envious, jealous and hateful.”

Before long, Su Changfeng finished four dishes and a soup, just looking at them would make anyone drool, Lin Qingmeng’s appetite was wide open, without waiting for the chopsticks, she directly started.

“Mmmm…” Just as she started eating, Lin Qingmeng’s face was filled with happiness, clapping continuously and saying: “How can it be this delicious?

Su Changfeng, why is your cooking so good?”

For 3 years, Su Changfeng secretly attended a chef class for making various dishes for Tang Qiulu and delved into eight major cuisines.

In Su Changfeng’s view, preparing four dishes and a soup is a piece of cake.

“Qiulu, I’m moving into your house, I want to eat Su Changfeng’s cooking every day!” Lin Qingmeng said excitedly.

“Su Changfeng hasn’t cooked much recently.

We’ve hired an aunt to do the cooking, so today is just good luck for you.” Tang Qiulu chuckled.

Then Su Changfeng said to Tang Qiulu: “If you want me to cook, I can make meals for you every day.”

“Hey hey hey.” Lin Qingmeng’s expression suddenly dimmed.

She said: “Can you consider this single person?

I want to eat dishes, but don’t want to be fed dog food till I’m full!”