Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Under the pitch-black night, a distinguished guest arrived at the prefectural government's residence. Upon seeing this person, Zhang Hongyuan hurriedly opened the door and then pulled out a sturdy little leather whip.

Clearly, this person was Yu Chixiang, a man entangled with Zhang Hongyuan.

Just as the grand spectacle was about to unfold, the partition door was suddenly flung open, revealing a face that was both familiar and alarmed.

Under the moonlight, Su Lianlian's face was deathly pale, and with her long, flowing hair, she looked just like a vengeful ghost.

“You…” Su Lianlian said angrily.

Su Lianlian had long sensed that Yu Chixiang and Zhang Hongyuan were exchanging glances, and every time Yu Chixiang left, Zhang Hongyuan would look exhausted, even not tasting meat for three days, leaving Su Lianlian, a perfectly healthy young woman, standing aside.

Therefore, Su Lianlian had long suspected that there was a secret between the two, and now she had finally caught them red-handed.

Zhang Hongyuan angrily walked up to Su Lianlian, slapped her hard across the face, and shouted, "Get out!"

Su Lianlian stood there dumbfounded, five blood-red handprints appearing on her cheeks, accompanied by excruciating pain.

Previously, she felt that Zhang Hongyuan was the warmest man in the world, the man who made her feel the safest, and the man she could entrust her life to.

The other person hadn't even raised a single word to her, but now, those cold eyes seemed to want to devour her whole.

Su Lianlian stared at the two of them in disbelief, her delicate hands covering her face, the pain in her heart far outweighing the physical pain.

Then, she burst into tears and ran away while wiping her tears.

To be honest, Zhang Hongyuan and Su Lianlian's marriage was entirely based on mutual benefit, and there was not much affection between them.

Therefore, Zhang Hongyuan completely ignored the other person's sorrowful cries. He even closed the door again.

Before long, the lattice door was opened again, revealing an even more terrifying face.

"You unfilial son! What have you done? Go apologize to Lianlian right now!"

The prefect stood at the door like a ghost, but dared not come in, for fear that he too would be seduced by Yu Chixiang's enchanting voice.

“Father, you know that I truly love Xiang, not Su Lianlian!” Zhang Hongyuan argued.

The prefect was well aware of the petty scheming between the two, but he turned a blind eye because he thought it was fine for Zhang Hongyuan to have a special hobby, as long as he didn't cause any trouble.

But now, Zhang Hongyuan has openly offended Su Lianlian for the sake of Yuchi Xiang, which could affect the marriage between the two families and disrupt the subsequent plans, since the prefect still needs to borrow money from the Su family.

"You insolent fool!" the prefect roared. "I don't care who you like, but that can't affect our cooperation with the Su family. Go apologize to Lianlian immediately!"

Although Su Lianlian knew that this marriage was based on mutual benefit, she was, after all, a woman, and sometimes she was not rational in her actions. This matter could very well affect the alliance between the two families.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hongyuan reluctantly got out of bed and went to chase after Su Lianlian.

"One more thing."

Just as Zhang Hongyuan was about to leave, the prefect whispered in his ear, "That brat Lin Ping entered the city today. This time, we absolutely cannot let him return unscathed..."

The prefect's voice grew increasingly sinister. After he finished explaining his plan, Zhang Hongyuan slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "I don't believe Lin Ping is indifferent to women!"

At this moment, Su Lianlian returned to the Fang residence in tears, and was seen by Su Hong, who anxiously asked, "Lian'er, why are you crying?"

Upon seeing her father, Su Lianlian cried even harder, burying her face in Fang Hongxin's arms and saying tearfully, "Father, I don't want to marry Zhang Hongyuan anymore."

As a father, Fang Hongxin was quite kind. Just as he was about to comfort his daughter, he suddenly heard these words, so... without hesitation, he slapped her other cheek until it turned red.

He said coldly, "Nonsense! If you don't marry Young Master Zhang, how can Father run for the position of president? And how can he bring glory to the Su family?"

Su Lianlian covered her face, which had just been slapped red, and looked at her father with confusion. Suddenly, she felt that this man was a stranger, and the whole world seemed cold and she felt insecure.

"Father, do you think your daughter is not even as good as a president?" Su Lianlian asked with a heart-wrenching pain.

This was a question from the depths of his soul. Fang Hongxin felt a tightness in his heart. He only had one daughter, Su Lianlian. If he couldn't even protect her, what was the point of doing all this?

Knowing his daughter well, Fang Hongxin asked in return, "My dear daughter, what exactly happened? Did Young Master Zhang go to a brothel again?"

Fang Hongxin had seen how much Su Lianlian had sacrificed for this family. He didn't believe that she was unaware of the cooperative relationship with the government. The reason she said those things must have been because she was provoked.

Go to a brothel? Do brothels have male prostitutes?

Su Lianlian choked back tears twice, feeling wronged, and shyly told the other person what she had seen and heard.

Upon hearing this, Fang Hongxin's expression changed instantly, and he slapped his thigh forcefully, exclaiming, "Homosexuality! This is the demeanor of an emperor!"

"...?" Su Lianlian was speechless, seemingly having found no reason to cry anymore. Zhang Hongyuan was a man of imperial bearing, while Su Lianlian was just a socialite; what did it matter if she suffered a little injustice?

At the same time, Zhang Hongyuan ran over, covered in sweat, and said some words of apology, even promising to keep his distance from Yuchi Xiang in the future and try not to become negative.

Zhang Hongyuan was once a military officer and the son of a prefect, far surpassing Su Lianlian, a socialite, in status. His willingness to admit his mistake was already a great concession to the Su family.

Su Hong kept giving Su Lianlian meaningful glances, afraid that she would be ungrateful and refuse Zhang Hongyuan's kind offer.

However, before Fang Hongxin could speak, Su Lianlian and Zhang Hongyuan had already done something inappropriate for young people, so Su Hongxin could only turn around and leave.

Then, Zhang Hongyuan whispered some of his impressions of the plan to Su Lianlian.

"Hmph! Lin Ping, tomorrow is your death day!" Su Lianlian said with a cold look in her eyes!

That night, Lin Ping didn't sleep well. Not only was he lying on the floor, but he was also tied up by Jiang Yunying.

Jiang Yunying knew how shameless her husband was and that he might take advantage of her while she was asleep. She couldn't very well chop off his hands, so to prevent such an unpleasant situation from happening, Jiang Yunying chose to tie him up.

Lin Ping's mouth was naturally never idle. In addition to making all sorts of oaths and promises, he also made dirty jokes and kept telling them.

Jiang Yunying felt like there were 10,001 flies buzzing around her ears. Helpless, she could only stuff the socks, which were stained with her body odor, into Lin Ping's mouth, and the whole world instantly became much quieter.

It turns out that things can be spit out of the mouth, and even if they are securely tied to the back of the head, they can still make an annoying "whooshing" sound.

Lin Ping calmed down because... he was overwhelmed by the stench! That's right, the socks that had been stained with Jiang Yunying's body fragrance were also stained with her body odor, so the smell was definitely not to be underestimated!

"Brother, wake up."

Just as dawn was breaking, Lin Xiaomei's voice could be heard from outside the door.

After a fierce internal struggle, Lin Ping opened his eyes with difficulty. He immediately thought of what had happened last night and was about to ask Lin Xiaomei for help when he suddenly found himself lying on a comfortable bed. Even the tight hemp rope had disappeared.

Lin Ping quickly opened his eyes wide and found Luo Zhao sitting on a bamboo chair staring at him.

"It's all a routine, a complete routine!" Lin Ping muttered to himself, pouting.

In his view, this must be Jiang Yunying's act to leave a good impression on Lin Xiaomei. Little did Lin Ping know that after he fell asleep, he had switched places with Jiang Yunying.

"Brother, did you sleep well last night?" After leaving the house, Lin Xiaomei asked mischievously, her eyes glancing at Jiang Yunying every now and then.

Does that mean, can I hold my nephew?

Lin Ping just kept chuckling awkwardly, too embarrassed to answer. He couldn't very well say that the biggest progress they'd made was holding hands.

After breakfast, the group left in a hurry. In any case, Lin Ping had already achieved his goal. He believed in Lin Fugui's abilities and thought that when they went into the city again, Qingfeng Tower would have become part of the Lin family's property.

To be honest, Lin Ping has countless ways to make Qingfenglou bigger and stronger. Whether it's the business model or the decoration level, he can greatly improve it. Moreover, Lin Ping can launch new dishes one after another, which will surely become popular throughout Jiangcheng Prefecture, and there may even be a situation where it is difficult to get a table.

Of course, these are all things for later; right now, the most important thing is to help the city lord's mansion overcome the crisis.

Before returning to the main city, Lin Ping passed by the gambling den and went in out of curiosity. He found that Qian Duoduo was still mechanically kowtowing and admitting his mistakes, and didn't even notice Lin Ping.

At this moment, a fist-sized blood blister appeared on Qian Duoduo's forehead, and there were bloodstains all over the floor. In addition, his empty eyes showed that Qian Duoduo was in a daze. Blood kept flowing down his sallow face, making him look particularly ferocious and frightening.

If Lin Ping doesn't show up soon, Qian Duoduo might faint.

Tian Duoduo rushed over in a hurry, and asked with a fawning smile, "This fellow has been kowtowing for a whole day, and is full of remorse. I wonder if the Prince Consort is satisfied?"

Lin Ping nodded first, then said with exaggerated gestures, "Boss Qian, why are you doing this? I was just joking with you, please get up!"

It must be said that Lin Ping's acting skills were perfect; he even reached out to help the other person up.

Qian Duoduo's legs were numb and he couldn't stand up straight. Just as he was halfway up, Lin Ping suddenly let go, and he immediately fell face-first into the dirt again.

"Sorry, sorry, my hand just slipped a little." Lin Ping smiled awkwardly, offering a sincere apology.

Qian Duoduo had just regained his senses when he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, regretting that he was powerless to take revenge.

"Wake up, Mr. Qian, don't scare me, wake up quickly!" Lin Ping slapped Qian Duoduo repeatedly, claiming it was to wake him up.

Qian Duoduo cried in frustration, thinking to herself, "Can't you spare me a way out? I'm wide awake!"

"She's awake! Hehe!" Lin Ping smiled sinisterly and finally stopped.