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

"Ha, women!" Lin Ping shook his head helplessly, believing he had seen through the true nature of women.

What can he do?

Sleeping on the street is fine; it's already early summer, and the nights aren't too cold.

Just as he was feeling disheartened, the door opened a crack, and Wan'er peeked in and waved to him, "Young master, come in quickly."

This girl is the best.

A warm feeling welled up in Lin Ping's heart; all the pampering he had shown this girl hadn't been in vain.

After entering, Lin Ping went straight to the side room. If there had been a study, he would definitely have slept there. He simply wouldn't dare to share a room with Zhou Xiyin.

"Young master, are you stupid? Miss left the door open for you!" Wan'er laughed foolishly, wondering where Lin Ping's usual cleverness had gone. Why was he such a fool in front of Zhou Xiyin?

The door was ajar, and Lin Ping pushed it open. Inside, an oil lamp was lit. Zhou Xiyin sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and said, "Coming back so late, and not letting Li Mingxuan come with you, do you know how many people were worried?"

These words, though seemingly a rebuke, were actually expressions of concern, and even someone as dense as him could tell.

"Hehe, I'm sorry to have worried my wife. I promise I won't do it again next time," Lin Ping said solemnly, raising his hand.

"I don't want you to make an oath. Save the oath for Sister Yunying," Zhou Xiyin said, her voice dripping with jealousy.

She knew Lin Ping meant what he said, so she didn't dare to ask for his promise this time, fearing it would put him in a difficult position later.

After all, their relationship hadn't progressed to the point of mutual affection; it was at most unrequited love.

Lin Ping felt another wave of gratitude for Zhou Xiyin's understanding.

"This is ten thousand taels of silver, payment for today's consultation. Tomorrow, my father-in-law and I will go and buy the house back." Lin Ping took out a thick stack of silver notes from his pocket.

“This is money that my husband worked so hard to earn, why should it be given to my father?” Zhou Xiyin snatched it away, pouting, “I’ll save it for my husband first.”

Lin Ping was only responsible for making money and never managed the money. He should have given the money to Zhou Xiyin, but this time he snatched it back.

He shook his head and said, "Ten thousand taels of silver is nothing. I can earn it back after spending it, but if the Zhou family is ruined by others, then it will be gone forever. That was left by my wife and mother."

Zhou Xiyin's eyes welled up with tears. She didn't want to buy the house back immediately, but she just didn't want to make things difficult for Lin Ping.

In these difficult times, this 10,000 taels of silver is a guarantee of livelihood for everyone.

“Husband…” Zhou Xiyin walked tenderly to his side, her eyes full of love.

"What's wrong?" Lin Ping patted her head and said with a smile, clearly seeing that Zhou Xiyin was about to cry.

"Can I hug you?" Her voice trembled slightly with shyness.

She knew this request was a bit excessive, but she couldn't control her sensitive heart.

"Silly woman, I'm your husband, of course I can hug you." Lin Ping continued to stroke her head, letting her soft body bump against his chest.

She only hugged him briefly, and before Lin Ping could feel her warmth all over his body, she let go of him.

She didn't want to take advantage of his vulnerability. If she really wanted to get Lin Ping, she had to get Jiang Yunying's consent. Besides, she didn't want to get too deeply involved.

"Alright, it's time to sleep," Lin Ping said with concern, spreading a blanket on the floor.

"You call me stupid? I think you're the stupidest person in the world!" Zhou Xiyin pouted and silently took over the half of the bed that had been given up.

She not only doubted her own charm, but also Lin Ping's abilities. With such a beautiful woman right in front of her, how could she not want to take a bite?

They were already married, and eating meat wasn't illegal; Zhou Xiyin didn't even need him to take responsibility.

"You deserve to suffer, Lin Laowu!" Zhou Xiyin angrily blew out the oil lamp.

The next morning, Lin Ping informed Zhou Yecheng of the situation early in the morning.

The other party, however, showed little joy. While reclaiming the Zhou residence was important, were you serious about that ten thousand taels of silver? Were you sure the brokerage owner wouldn't think you were a fool?

Lin Ping, however, looked completely confident, as if the brokerage firm owner owed him money.

To be honest, Lin Ping also felt a little guilty. Last night he said that the 10,000 taels of silver was to be used to treat the people and buy medicine for free, but now it was going to be used for private purposes. Luckily, showing off is not taxed.

He's not the kind of person who goes back on his word; he's always been providing free medical care to ordinary people, he's just temporarily diverting these funds.

Once he becomes successful, he will definitely make up for it twice over.

Zhou Yecheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the brokerage to embarrass himself.

The brokerage firm opened its doors to do business, welcoming all customers without stopping them.

"Xiu? Is that you?" Lin Ping called out in a sarcastic tone as he entered, giving the broker a chill down his spine.

They weren't here to buy the house; they were clearly here for Duan Xiu.

"Isn't this Boss Zhou? Are you here to pawn something again?" Duan Xiu glanced at him disdainfully with her head down, as if a fly had entered the shop and she wished she could swat him away with a fly swatter.

The Zhou family mansion is completely ruined; the house has been sold, so there's nothing of value left.

Zhou Yecheng blushed and stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence. To be humiliated after taking the initiative to come to someone's door was truly beneath his dignity.

"No, no, no, it's not what Xiu thinks. We want to buy back the Zhou family mansion," Lin Ping said sarcastically, inexplicably liking the name Duan Xiu.

"Eighty thousand taels of silver, not a tael less." Duan Xiu never looked up.

He didn't believe Zhou Yecheng could earn tens of thousands of taels of silver in just a few days. His salt shops and clothing stores were closed, unless he had struck gold.

"We're not short one tael, we're short seventy thousand taels!" Lin Ping said with a grin, even putting on a helpless expression.

The price difference between us is too big, could you please make a concession?

"You little brat, you're here to cause trouble on purpose, throw him out!" Duan Xiu was furious. He had thought they would try to negotiate, but he hadn't expected them to try to negotiate in this way.

Next, four burly men grabbed them by the arms and threw them out, covering them in dust.

"What the hell, ptooey!" The four servants spat, almost landing on Lin Ping's face.

"Son-in-law, let's go back quickly." Zhou Yecheng said, covering his face. He was so embarrassed. If word got out, how could he ever face anyone in Yingtian Prefecture again?

Lin Ping dusted himself off and asked with a smile, "Did you stipulate a repayment deadline when you sold the house, Father-in-law?"

"According to custom, if the Zhou family cannot pay off the debt within half a month, the house will belong to the brokerage firm. But for some reason, Duan Xiu insisted on paying it off within seven days, as if he knew in advance that the Zhou family was going to go bankrupt." Whenever he mentioned this painful matter, Zhou Yecheng would shake his head helplessly.

"It seems Duan Xiu already knew about this. In that case, don't blame me, Master Ping, for showing no mercy!" Lin Ping smiled coldly, staring at the broker with eerie eyes, as if he wanted to devour Duan Xiu whole.