Super Awesome Son-in-law

This sentence pierced Shen Mingzhe's heart.    

He used these words to threaten Shen Qianyao, but she didn't know what was going on.    

Who would take him seriously when he was no longer chairman of the company?    

Ever since Kang Ling had died out of nowhere, Kang Ling and his gang had taken the initiative to cooperate with the company. Shen Mingzhe knew that there must be a secret behind this. Perhaps Shen Qianyao, this scheming girl, had already grasped it all.    

"Shen Qianyao, I'll make you regret it." After Shen Mingzhe finished speaking, he looked towards his other Shen Family relatives and continued: "I will let you know who can lead the Shen Family to prosperity. You trash will regret following her sooner or later."    

After Shen Mingzhe left, the Shen Family meeting went on as usual. Shen Qianyao's plan was very simple, it was to stabilize the development of the Shen Family, and then pursue the breakthrough. The others naturally did not dare to have any objections regarding this matter, after all, they had to rely on the company to survive.    

At the same time, Su Yang drove his Lamborghini that he brought back from the repair workshop towards Rong City.    

The Rong City was less than a hundred kilometers away from the Cloud City, but it was much better than the Cloud City. Moreover, it had gained the momentum to charge into a first-tier city.    

In Rong City, there was a very famous temple. On the fifteenth day of the new year, pilgrims would visit the temple to pray for blessings and burn brightly, and it was rumored that the abbot of the temple was a reincarnated immortal. Of course, only a few pious believers would believe that this was true, that most pilgrims would come here to seek psychological comfort.    

In a place like the temple, it was very rare to see people dressed like Daoists. However, at this time, there was a young Daoists walking up the path towards the back mountain.    

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a Daoist chanting?"    

"If you keep looking, do you believe that I'll dig out your eyes?"    

"Get lost, get lost, don't block the path."    

The young daoist cursed along the way and walked to the back of the mountain. After making nine twists and turns, he arrived in front of a green tile room.    

There were very few traces of people here, and it was a forbidden area for pilgrims. Moreover, only the abbot and a few others knew of this place.    

"Master, I'm back." The young Daoist sat in front of the door of the green tile room without the slightest Daoist air. He took off his shoes and began to rub his feet. He even placed his finger on his nose and took a deep breath as if he was enjoying himself.    

"Along the way, you've almost exhausted me to death, but when I saw the person you were talking about, in fact, it wasn't much. If I fought with him, in less than three moves, he would have kneeled in front of me and strangled my men and cried out for help." The little Daoist continued.    

The door opened and an old man with white hair staggered out. He hit the young Daoist on the head and said, "Qing Yun, tell me honestly, did you do anything stupid?"    

The young Daoist called Qing Yun held his head with his hands and said with a pained expression, "Master, I have listened to your teachings. I only met with him once and didn't say anything. You can rest assured."    

"Right." The white-haired old man calmly nodded his head and took out a piece of jade from his pocket. He said, "This item is extremely important. You must remember it well."    

When Qing Yun saw that the jade did not look ordinary, he quickly extended his hand and took it. With a face full of drool, he said, "Master, this thing is really good. Is it very valuable?"    

The white-haired old man stretched out his hand, as if he was going to teach Qing Yun a lesson. However, Qing Yun moved quickly and quickly took two steps back, saying, "Don't worry, Master. I was just casually asking. I definitely won't sell it."    

"Remember, this piece of jade is very important. Even if there is a threat to your life, you cannot hand it over to anyone. This is a keepsake, an extremely important keepsake." The white-haired old man said.    

"Don't worry, my mind is so sharp, I will never forget." Qing Yun said with a mischievous smile.    

Looking at Qing Yun's sloppy attitude, the white-haired old man sighed and said: "Go down the mountain, go to Su Yang, don't come back."    

Qing Yun was stunned, he stopped laughing and said: "Master, why are we going to Su Yang's side? Didn't you say that you wanted him dead? And if I leave, who will take care of you? "    

"Do I need your care? Remember what Master said, it's best if you can become friends with him. In the future, there will be people looking for you, so this jade is a keepsake to prove your identity. " The white-haired old man said.    

Qing Yun's mind was in a mess. Become friends with Su Yang? Was he going to kill him with a stab in the back? But with his current skills, even if he plotted and plotted against them, he wouldn't necessarily succeed. Moreover, who would come and find him? What did this jade keepsake represent?    

"I know you have a lot of doubts, but in the future, you will have a chance to know. But before that, for your safety, don't investigate anything. Just let nature take its course." The white-haired old man reminded.    

"Master, you were the one who brought me up. I definitely wouldn't say anything about what you wanted me to do, but I can't come back. That's too much, right? I even wanted to send you off. " Qing Yun said.    

The white-haired old man kicked him and said, "Scram."    

Returning to the green tile room and slamming the door, his voice came from inside, "Take off this robe, you can do whatever you want. Don't think that I don't know that you often peek at those female pilgrims, but a woman's beauty is enough, so don't ruin your own body."    

This sentence made Qing Yun extremely excited!    

"Master, I actually don't really want to leave, but I can't change your temper, so I'm leaving now. Don't miss me too much." After saying that, Qing Yun ran off like a wisp of smoke.    

When they were almost to the temple, Qing Yun suddenly stopped. He had a bad feeling about this, so he quickly ran back.    

When he returned to his green tile room, Qing Yun called out to his master a few times, but there was no sound from inside the house. This made Qing Yun's heart sink to the bottom of the valley.    

Pushing open the door, he saw a pair of floating legs.    

"Master! "Who was it? Who forced you to death?!" Qing Yun yelled in pain. He had been brought up by his master, and although Qing Yun looked like a mischievous kid, in his heart, he had almost treated his master like his father.    

He knew that someone must have forced his Master's death.    

"Master, I will definitely avenge you. No matter who he is, I will make him accompany you in death." Qing Yun buried the white-haired old man in tears before descending the mountain.    

At Rong City University, Jiang Yingying, who had a ponytail, had her head down. Her footsteps were very hurried, as if she was trying to escape, but when she reached the entrance, a few girls stopped her.    

"Jiang Yingying, why are you in such a hurry? You're not running so fast, are you? I hope you're going to make some money."    

"I can't believe you're such a good student in the eyes of a teacher, but you're actually a slut. You're using this method to earn money."    

"If you lack money, you can help us out, no need to be so self-deprecating."    

"Oh, right. I heard that your mother is a servant to someone else. It must be hard for you to pay for the school fees."    

Jiang Yingying and these girls were classmates, but they didn't have a good relationship. Recently, there were some rumors about Jiang Yingying in the school, so they found a chance to beat Jiang Yingying up and wanted to use this chance to kick her out of the school.    

"What my mom does has nothing to do with you. Please move aside." Jiang Yingying said.    

"Jiang Yingying, I'd advise you not to leave school. The school is currently conducting research on you, and might even expel you. If you were to leave here as soon as possible, wouldn't that be a solid proof of your name as a stage girl?"    

"That's right, there's no need to be in such a hurry to earn money. We'll talk about it after this limelight."    

"Maybe she's already so poor that she can't eat anymore. If she doesn't go out to accompany her guests, wouldn't she starve?"    

The few of them covered their mouths as they mocked her. Their words were filled with humiliation and ridicule towards Jiang Yingying.    

Jiang Yingying's expression was gloomy. These things were all part of someone's scheme and were basically created out of nothing.    

"Jiang Yingying, I have a video here. Do you want to watch it?" One of the women took out her cell phone and opened a video.    

Although she was quite a distance away, Jiang Yingying could still see the contents of the video through the screen. This was the bedroom where she was changing her clothes.