7: Is our distinguished guest Chen Qiu?

Luo Jinglan let out a trembling cry of "Son."

The voice wasn't loud, but it was like a pebble thrown into stagnant water.

Both Chen Yujie and Huang Hui heard it.

Both of them were stunned.

Huang Hui turned her head and looked at Luo Jinglan in confusion.

"Sister-in-law, you've got the wrong person, haven't you?"

"How could your son possibly be here?"

"And buying a house? Buying a house here?"

She asked three questions in a row, her tone filled with disbelief and a hint of mockery.

Chen Yujie also started laughing, trying to ease the awkwardness.

"Yeah, Aunt, you must have seen wrong."

"Didn't you hear what Manager Li said just now?"

"This is someone their big boss personally ordered to be received; how could it possibly be Chen Qiu?"

He felt the whole thing was too absurd.

Didn't he know exactly what Chen Qiu's situation was?

Just a migrant worker who had even lost his job; how could he be associated with the words 'big shot'?

Lin Shanshan didn't say anything.

She just stared fixedly at that back.

She also felt that the silhouette was strangely familiar.

Just then.

The group of people acting suspiciously at the door finally caught Li Qing's attention.

As soon as he turned around, his expression changed instantly.

It was as if he had seen a ghost.

He hadn't expected Lin Shanshan and the others to have followed them up secretly again!

Weren't they just making trouble for him!

Li Qing's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

He had worked in this industry for many years and had seen all kinds of people.

Whether they were second-generation rich or second-generation officials, they all had one thing in common.

They were arrogant and had extremely strong self-esteem.

They had an almost paranoid desire for control over their own things.

Their own house, before it was even warm, being gawked at by people like they were watching a monkey show.

Who wouldn't be annoyed by this?

If this Mr. Chen found out that not only had he failed to stop people, but he had also brought others to 'tour' his private residence...

God knows how he would react.

Although this Mr. Chen looked young and seemed easy to talk to.

But who knew how fast and how ruthlessly such people could turn their backs?

When the time came, they wouldn't even have to lift a finger, and his rice bowl would probably be smashed to smithereens.

The unlucky one would still be himself!

Thinking of this, Li Qing's back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

His face looked terrible to the extreme, and he glared fiercely at Lin Shanshan and the others at the door.

That look was as if he wanted to eat someone alive.

"Why did you come up again!"

He almost jogged over to them, lowering his voice but unable to hide the anger and panic in his tone.

"Don't you understand any rules at all?"

He waved his arms as if shooing away flies.

"If you annoy my distinguished guest later, can you take responsibility for it?"

"Leave! Quickly!"

Being driven away in public so mercilessly by Li Qing, the expressions of Lin Shanshan and the others also became extremely ugly.

Huang Hui's face turned the color of pig liver.

When had she ever suffered such an insult?

Just as she was about to open her mouth to explode, she heard a surprised, clear voice from behind.

"Mom, why are you here?"

That voice was incredibly familiar.

Luo Jinglan turned her head abruptly.

When she saw that face she had thought of day and night, all the grievances, worries, and sorrows vanished in an instant.

Only endless joy remained.

"Son!"

She walked quickly to Chen Qiu and reached out, carefully examining her son whom she hadn't seen for a year.

She touched his arms and pinched his face.

Finally, she nodded with satisfaction.

"It's okay, you haven't lost too much weight."

A few simple words contained a mother's most basic concern.

Meanwhile, Huang Hui and Chen Yujie, standing at the door, were completely dumbfounded the moment they saw Chen Qiu turn around.

The two of them seemed to have been hit by a freezing spell, eyes wide, mouths agape, the shock in their hearts like a landslide or a tsunami.

It really was Chen Qiu?

It was really him?

How was this possible!

Lin Shanshan felt her brain go 'buzz' and turn blank.

She had just met this man at noon while accompanying her best friend Lü Shuang.

He had even skipped out on the bill because he thought it was too expensive, making her spend an extra thousand yuan on the meal.

She had an extremely deep impression of this face, this face that was actually quite handsome!

He... he was actually her blind date Chen Yujie's cousin?

The person Lü Shuang and she had cursed as a 'broke loser' and a 'repulsive man' was actually the 'big boss's distinguished guest' Li Qing spoke of?

The world was just too surreal.

At this moment, Li Qing felt his blood run cold.

Cold sweat beaded down from his temples, one drop after another.

He heard that 'Mom,' and he heard that 'Son.'

He hadn't expected that this rustic-looking, sorrowful middle-aged woman would actually be Mr. Chen's mother!

"Mr. Chen isn't a second-generation?"

The thought flashed through his mind, but Li Qing didn't think too much about it.

A figure that Big Boss President Wang personally gave instructions for, whether he was a second-generation or not, was not someone he could afford to provoke!

He had actually driven away and scolded the man's mother right in front of her son?

This was just too unlucky!

How did he run into such a one-in-a-million coincidence?

"Mr. Chen shouldn't have seen it just now, right?"

Li Qing's brain was working frantically, and his survival instinct made him react as quickly as possible.

A smile a hundred times more radiant than the one he had used for Chen Qiu earlier instantly appeared on his face as he rushed forward.

"Oh! Auntie! So you are Mr. Chen's mother!"

He warmly grasped Luo Jinglan's hand, his posture as if he were holding the hand of the God of Wealth.

"Look at my poor eyesight! I was wondering why you looked so kind the moment I saw you! So you're Mr. Chen's mother, no wonder!"

"Only a simple, down-to-earth, and low-profile mother like you could raise a son as talented and exceptional as Mr. Chen!"

Meanwhile, Huang Hui stood blankly to the side.

She never imagined that the distinguished guest Li Qing was receiving would actually be Luo Jinglan's son?

She watched as Li Qing, who had just been bossing her around and scolding her angrily, was now like a lapdog, shamelessly flattering Luo Jinglan in every way possible.

The shift in attitude was faster than flipping a page in a book.

Although Luo Jinglan and Chen Qiu were her relatives, Huang Hui didn't feel any pleasure from the reversal at this moment.

Instead, she felt as if her face had been slapped hard several times, burning with pain.

She felt as if she had swallowed a fly, both stifled and disgusted.

To the side, Lin Shanshan didn't care about Huang Hui's feelings.

She looked at Li Qing's almost fawning attitude and remembered what Li Qing had said before: 'This house was just given away.'

"Given away..."

First, he got a Xiaomi SU7, and now he was being given a flat of over a hundred square meters... Lin Shanshan's gaze was firmly locked onto Chen Qiu.

Her eyes suddenly erupted with an unprecedented light.