Chapter 96

C96 – Depressed

Establishing a good rapport with Cao Mingyuan was the key to potentially connecting with Su Ming, and he was well aware of it.

Others couldn’t help but envy this individual, but they had no other option.Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

It was nearly two o’clock in the afternoon when Su Ming was finally able to leave.

“Mr. Su, I deeply regret this. My accidental revelation of your identity caused you significant inconvenience.”

Standing before Su Ming, Zhang Chongyang offered a heartfelt apology.

Su Ming chuckled and affectionately patted Zhang Chongyang on the shoulder. “Vice President Zhang, don’t worry. I must head home now. Carry on with your responsibilities, Vice President Zhang.”

Feeling the strength in Su Ming’s touch, Zhang Chongyang was nearly moved to tears.

Mr. Su had truly touched him!

As Su Ming departed, Zhang Chongyang wiped away a few tears from the corner of his eyes.

He was determined to follow in President Chen’s footsteps and be a loyal companion to Mr. Su forever!

Han Peng was feeling despondent.

After leaving the school anniversary event, he sought refuge in a hotel to drown his sorrows with a drink.

In his inebriated state, he suddenly spotted a Rolls Royce Phantom pulling up at the hotel entrance.

Han Peng’s eyes lit up.

This was a multi-million-dollar luxury sports car!

Could it belong to one of the VIPs from the school event?

But the VIPs had their own exclusive parking area.

A Rolls Royce Phantom wasn’t parked there.

Just as Han Peng puzzled over this, the car window rolled down.

Cao Mingyuan greeted him with a warm smile, “Class Monitor Han, are you having a drink here?”

Han Peng was momentarily stunned but quickly sobered up.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, frowned, and scrutinized the person carefully.

The person behind the wheel was none other than Su Ming!

Han Peng felt like crying.

Su Ming had taken things too far.

Their family enjoyed relative affluence, owning a clothing factory in town that yielded hundreds of thousands annually.

In the nearby villages, they were undoubtedly considered well-off.

Fong Yuemei had a naturally quarrelsome personality, which was exacerbated by her family’s wealth, making her haughty and dismissive of others.

Lee Sumei and Su Tao were inherently honest, often falling victim to Fong Yuemei’s exploitation of her family’s wealth.

These two individuals were straightforward and didn’t know how to argue back.

No matter how much Fong Yuemei berated them, they responded with smiles.

Furthermore, Su Ming’s family was not financially well-off, occasionally requiring loans from Fong Yuemei.

Each time they approached her for money, Fong Yuemei’s countenance darkened. She scolded Lee Sumei and Su Tao as though lecturing her own son, and they dared not utter a word, simply grinning through it all.

It often took hours of scolding before they could secure a loan.

Su Ming had never held any fondness for Fong Yuemei since his youth.

But Fong Yuemei was his elder, and his parents repeatedly urged him to treat her kindly.

After all, if they needed financial assistance in the future, they would have to turn to Fong Yuemei.

So, up until now, Su Ming had endured her ill temper.

“Open the door.”

Su Ming smiled faintly, no longer needing to tolerate her behavior.

Lee Sumei nodded at her son and unlocked the door.

“Why did it take you so long to open the door? Are you worried that a thief might have broken in and scolded you? Don’t fret. Your family is so destitute that nobody would bother stealing from you.”

As the door swung open, Fong Yuemei sneered.

Fong Yuemei, in her forties, sported a dark complexion, a face creased with wrinkles, and a lean figure. Nevertheless, she adorned herself with a multitude of jewelry, wore heavy makeup, and boasted curly hair.

Upon seeing her attire, Su Ming felt repulsed.

But Fong Yuemei thought otherwise, believing herself to be exceptionally beautiful.

“Sister-in-law, whose car is that outside? Why has someone parked their vehicle in front of your home? Hurry and instruct them to move it; I want to park my car there.”

Fong Yuemei frowned as she spoke.

“That’s my son’s car.”

Lee Sumei smiled.

“What? Your son bought a car?”

Hearing this, Fong Yuemei’s frown deepened, and she hurled insults, “Sister-in-law, does your family have the means to buy a car? When did you learn to flaunt your wealth? It’s one thing to show off, but you need the resources to back it up! When did you become so prosperous? Only then can you show off to others. Since you lack the capability, why do you still insist on bragging?”