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

The light was still on in Lin Ping's room when Meng Qingge walked over with mixed feelings.

Just as she mustered up the courage to go in, Lin Ping walked out with his head down, looking reluctant to leave.

Sensing a figure ahead, Lin Ping stopped and slowly looked up, discovering a red handprint on Meng Qingge's face.

"Last month's accounts are all settled and on my desk. I deducted the monthly allowance from the money Aunt Huang gave me," Lin Ping said casually, pointing behind him.

That cold tone, like that of a stranger, left Meng Qingge feeling utterly hopeless.

She wasn't sure if her feelings for Lin Ping were love, and she never expected to be so heartbroken.

"Actually... this morning... it was my fault," Meng Qingge said, her head lowered.

Lin Ping smiled slightly and shook his head, saying, "Miss Meng is not wrong. It was I who was wishful thinking and did something childish. Don't worry, Miss Meng, I will not bother you anymore. I will explain the matter of the engagement to Aunt Huang."

These words were rather cruel, and Meng Qingge almost burst into tears, feeling wronged, but she didn't know what to say.

As a man, Lin Ping's reaction was understandable, since no one wants to be cuckolded.

"Is it absolutely necessary to leave?" Meng Qingge asked in a pleading tone.

"Miss Meng, rest assured, Qingfeng Tower will not terminate its contract with the Meng family," Lin Ping said softly, his tone full of sarcasm.

He left without looking back, completely ignoring Meng Qingge, who was on the verge of collapse behind him.

"In your eyes, is my plea to stay just for personal gain? Am I really that worthless?" Meng Qingge's tears fell in a steady stream.

Huang Jiayu witnessed this whole scene and didn't know what to do.

As a woman, Meng Qingge's initiative to apologize was already somewhat humiliating.

But as a man, Lin Ping's departure was only natural.

She was, after all, an outsider and couldn't control the relationship between the two.

"Don't go!" Rou'er spread her arms and blocked Lin Ping's path.

She knew Lin Ping was heartbroken because of this, but she never expected him to be so resolute.

Lin Ping ignored her and continued walking forward.

Rou'er was, after all, a woman, and had no strength to stop Lin Ping. After taking a few steps back, she fell to the ground with a thud and then burst into tears.

It could be that you hurt your bottom, or it could be that your heart was broken.

"The Nightmare Palace has already appeared. If I stay at the Meng residence, I will only implicate you all." Lin Ping paused slightly, wanting to look back one last time, but ultimately left the crowd's sight.

Meng Qingge's behavior did indeed hurt Lin Ping, but it wasn't enough to make him leave.

After all, Lin Ping's original intention in coming here was not to flirt with girls, but to fulfill his mother's wish.

In other words, he didn't care whether Meng Qingge liked him or not, as long as the two of them got married.

The reason he left was because of the continuous appearances of the Nightmare Palace. He predicted that even more terrifying experts would appear next, and staying would only put the Meng family in danger.

Moreover, he has already appeared in front of Bai Tiantian, and she has guessed his relationship with Meng Qingge, and may use the Meng family as leverage.

Only by completely severing ties can Meng Qingge's safety be protected.

Besides that, there was an even more important reason: he wanted to play hard to get!

His departure caused Meng Qingge to feel regret, sadness, longing, and eventually love.

Lin Ping never does anything that has fewer than three benefits, because that's too troublesome and requires doing more than one thing.

He won; at least he guessed Meng Qingge's thoughts correctly.

With a heavy heart, Meng Qingge took a few more steps forward. On the table was a thick stack of account books, all marked in red by Lin Ping, saving her a month's worth of work.

Next to the ledger were a lot of silver and jewelry, worth about 980 taels.

In other words, Lin Ping only took his own monthly allowance and did not take Huang Jiayu's private savings.

"Lin Wuqing, how cruel you are! Do you want me to feel guilty? Very well, you win."

Pearl-like tears fell onto the table, turning into tiny specks of jade.

“Miss, why don’t you explain to Young Master Lin? The reason you wrote to that young master of Wu Kingdom was for the sake of the old master…” Rou’er said with a mix of anger, anxiety, and regret.

"It is true that I have let him down, as I have never truly considered him my fiancé," Meng Qingge replied calmly.

Perhaps she had no feelings for that young master, but exchanging letters with other men behind Lin Ping's back, and even including her self-portrait in them, was disrespectful to Lin Ping.

If she truly considered Lin Ping her fiancé, she shouldn't have kept it a secret.

"Don't blame yourself too much. Wuqing still has feelings for you. Let him calm down for a few days, and we'll go to his door to find him ourselves." Huang Jiayu hugged her daughter, seemingly feeling that the slap had been too hard.

"Waaaaah~" Meng Qingge actually nestled in Huang Jiayu's arms and burst into tears, a stark contrast to her strong, independent image.

Lin Ping, who was walking down the street, suddenly sneezed, and he realized that someone was talking about him behind his back.

He felt a similar unease, and murmured softly, "I seem to..."

"Liberated! Oh! I'm finally free from being dependent on others, I can finally unleash my full potential, I can finally..."

The rest of the words were rather offensive, but Lin Ping didn't say them aloud.

Did you find a job in a workshop?

What a joke! He's a big boss; that's just a lie.

You can't exactly tell Huang Jiayu in a serious tone, "Aunt Huang, I'm leaving to become a big boss. The Meng family's place is too small to accommodate a big shot like me."

Even if they weren't beaten to death, they would be considered crazy.

During this critical period, Lin Ping needs to keep a low profile and keep his whereabouts secret.

He plunged into the "department store" and walked out with an air of indifference, as if he didn't recognize anyone.

"Brother Lin, guess who's here?" Zhu Xiaoji said mysteriously from inside the hall.

Clearly, the department store manager was Zhu Xiaoji, one of the four notorious playboys of Jiangcheng. After receiving Lin Ping's letter that day, he rushed over without stopping.

The department store is now arranged in an orderly manner, and Lin Ping is just waiting to show his skills.

"My lord, I've missed you so much."

Before Lin Ping could even guess, a plaster was already stuck to his thigh and kept rubbing it up and down.

Lin Ping kicked him away. How could he not recognize that disgusting sound?

"Li Mingxuan, what brings you here? Does my wife already know where I am?" Lin Ping asked with a look of disgust, afraid that Jiang Yunying would find out that he was in Shuntian Prefecture.

It wasn't to hide it, but because they were afraid of ruining the plan.

That kick was no joke; Li Mingxuan winced in pain, but still managed a fawning smile: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I snuck out. The princess has no idea you're flirting with girls."

Lin Ping finally felt relieved. He glanced at Li Mingxuan sideways and said softly, "Since we're here, we should do something. You'll be in charge of transporting the raw materials from Jiangcheng."