71: Chapter 71 She's a professional gold digger! Father and son are fighting!

Discussing business?

The bullet chat in the live stream immediately erupted in laughter.

"What kind of god-tier 'discussing business' is this! Is feeding steak the new posture for business talks?"

"Is this the legendary 'word of mouth' transmission?"

"With Chairman Zhou's psychological fortitude, it's a pity he didn't become an actor."

"As long as I'm not embarrassed, the one who's embarrassed is my son."

Zhou Kevin was stunned by that roar.

He looked at Yuqing, who was sitting in the chair frantically straightening her collar, and his entire body began to tremble.

"Discussing business?"

Zhou Kevin's voice was as shrill as a duck with a broken voice: "Dad! You call this discussing business?"

"This is Yuqing!"

"This is my girlfriend! The one I mentioned to you! The Yuqing I'm going to marry!"

At this moment, Zhou Kevin felt his worldview collapsing.

The girl who was as pure as a little white flower in his heart, the girl who was too shy to even let him hold her hand.

She was now sitting by his own father's legs, her clothes disheveled and her lips swollen.

This scene was more painful than being killed.

Hearing the word "girlfriend," the girl named Yuqing finally reacted.

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she sprang up instantly.

Her previous delicate and charming demeanor was gone, replaced by a face full of indifference and disdain.

"Zhou Kevin, don't talk nonsense!"

As Yuqing smoothed out her skirt that Zhou Dalong had messed up, she took two steps back and even patted the spot where Zhou Dalong had just been hugging her.

"Who is your girlfriend?"

"We broke up a long time ago, okay?"

"You're the one pestering me, what does that have to do with me?"

This verbal blow was too brutal.

Zhou Kevin's eyes widened as he looked at her in disbelief: "Broke up? When did we break up?"

"Just the day before yesterday, you asked me for fifty thousand yuan to buy a bag, saying it was a wedding gift!"

"Yesterday you even sent a voice message calling me 'hubby'!"

Yuqing rolled her eyes and said righteously, "What's wrong with calling you 'hubby'? It's a term of endearment, a nickname, don't you understand?"

"Besides, you insisted on giving that money yourself; I didn't force you."

"I'm still single, and I have the right to choose my own happiness."

After saying that, she deliberately leaned a bit closer to Zhou Dalong; though her body was stiff, her posture was fully committed.

"Chairman Zhou and I, we are true love."

"Only a mature man knows how to cherish someone."

"Unlike you, who is as immature as an unweaned child."

Pfft!

Sitting in front of the screen, Su Yun really couldn't hold it in; the water he had just taken a sip of sprayed all over the screen.

This woman is a real piece of work.

With this psychological fortitude and logical consistency, it's a waste of talent for her not to be in a pyramid scheme.

"Uh, let me interrupt for a moment."

Su Yun pulled out a tissue to wipe the screen and spoke unhurriedly.

His voice echoed through the phone's speaker in the quiet private room, sounding exceptionally clear.

"Miss Yuqing, right?"

"Let me correct a few small errors."

"First, you are not single."

"Besides this 'devoted' father and son pair of the Zhou Family, you have six other 'big brothers' pinned at the top of your WeChat."

"Specifically, Manager Li who does construction materials, Manager Zhao who owns a mine, and an Old Man Wang who just got a relocation payout."

"There's even a personal trainer from your gym who is also one of your 'true loves'."

As soon as these words came out, the three people in the private room were all dumbfounded.

Zhou Dalong, who had originally wanted to protect Yuqing, pulled his hand back as if he'd been electrocuted upon hearing this.

Six?

And that's not counting him and his son?

This is enough to fill two mahjong tables!

Su Yun watched this brilliant scene on the screen, a playful arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Second, Mr. Zhou Kevin."

"You don't need to feel wronged either."

"In the eyes of your 'true love,' clients are categorized into levels."

"Your father, Zhou Dalong, is a Diamond-tier client—generous with money and not clingy, a primary target for development."

"As for you..."

Su Yun paused, his tone carrying a hint of sympathy: "You are a Bronze-tier backup."

"To put it simply, you're an ATM that gained sentience."

"Usually responsible for paying bills, running errands, and providing warmth."

"And used as a safety net at critical moments."

"For instance, if she ever plays around too much and gets pregnant with someone's child, you're the honest man responsible for taking over."

Heart-piercing words.

This was practically tearing off Zhou Kevin's face, throwing it on the ground, stomping on it twice, and then spitting on it.

Zhou Kevin swayed a few times, nearly losing his footing.

He looked at Yuqing, the last bit of light in his eyes extinguished.

"Is... is what he said true?"

Zhou Kevin asked tremblingly.

Yuqing's face was deathly pale; she bit her lip and remained silent, her eyes darting around, clearly looking for an escape route.

At that moment, Zhou Dalong exploded.

He felt he had suffered a humongous humiliation.

Not because he had been scammed.

But because in front of so many people in the live stream, he had become 'brothers-in-law' with his own son.

This kind of thing was more painful than being killed.

He had to regain his dignity.

Even if it meant using the most unreasonable methods.

"Enough!"

Zhou Dalong slammed the table hard, making the plates jump.

He didn't dare vent his anger at Su Yun; after all, that was a ruthless man who could divine the future.

He also didn't dare vent his anger at Yuqing; after all, who knew how much dirt this woman had on him.

So, he directed all his rage at the person who was easiest to bully: his son.

"Zhou Kevin! Look at what you've done!"

Zhou Dalong pointed at his son's nose, spit flying everywhere: "Didn't I just come out for a meal? Huh?"

"Wasn't I just playing the field?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"What man isn't like this?"

"But you!"

Zhou Dalong got more worked up as he spoke, as if standing on a moral high ground: "Ignoring your duties all day, only knowing how to play with your phone and watch live streams!"

"And doing this kind of messy connection!"

"Are you trying to anger me to death?"

"Are you trying to ruin your father's reputation?"

"I work so hard to earn money to support you, and this is how you repay me?"

This tactic was called 'turning the tables.'

A typical case of flying into a rage out of shame.

As long as he pushed all the blame onto his son, he could find a sliver of comfort in his pitiful ego.

But this time, the trick didn't work.

Looking at his fleshy-faced, sophistical father, Zhou Kevin suddenly felt he was a stranger.

And also very disgusting.

That was his girlfriend!

That was the person he wanted to spend his life with!

Even if he was scammed, even if she was a gold digger, she was still the woman he had given his heart to.

And the result?

She was snatched by his own father?

And now, he even had to be scolded?

The tightly wound string snapped.

"To hell with your playing the field!"

Zhou Kevin suddenly erupted with a roar.

This shout startled Zhou Dalong, making him take two steps back.

Since childhood, this son hadn't even dared to breathe loudly in front of him; had he taken the wrong medicine today?

"You stole my girlfriend, and you think you're in the right?"

With bloodshot eyes, Zhou Kevin charged forward like a mad bull.

There were no techniques.

No inhibitions.

Just the most primitive venting.

He grabbed Zhou Dalong's already thinning hair and yanked hard.

"Ouch! You're killing me!"

Zhou Dalong screamed in pain; it felt like his scalp was being torn off.

He also got desperate.

If he got beaten by his son, how could he continue being a father?

"You little brat! You dare hit your old man?"

Zhou Dalong swung a backhand slap; he missed the face but grabbed Zhou Kevin's tie.

The two of them began scuffling in the high-end private room.

The table was overturned.

Red wine bottles shattered all over the floor.

The crimson wine spread out like blood.

"Let go! This is my woman!"

"That's your moth— No, that's your Auntie!"

"Auntie my ass! That's Yuqing!"