289: Chapter 278: Visitor from the Xiao Family 289: Chapter 278: Visitor from the Xiao Family “Damn it.” Black Flood Dragon walked over to Xiao Hei, his face expressive as he spoke.
“Get up, from now on, you’ll follow me.”
“Thank you, my lord, for taking me in.” Xiao Hei gratefully said.
She really didn’t want to go back to her organization, where everyone was a pervert, and if possible, it would be nice to live under the protection of this man for her entire life.
“Wow, already calling him ‘my lord,’ huh?” Song Yun joked.
“Black Flood Dragon has struck it rich.
Now one can attack from afar and the other from close range.
Together, they’re simply invincible,” Meng Ku chuckled, fanning the flames beside him.
After finishing the task, Song Yun always felt he was forgetting something.
Just as he was about to head to the parking area, he suddenly remembered—damn it, where’s Xiao Qing?
Shit, she’s probably still too scared to come out from the haystack he’d hidden her in.
“You guys go back to the car first; I’ll go pick up Xiao Qing.” Song Yun said, then went to look for where Xiao Qing was hiding.
A few days later, the kidnapping storm had slowly passed.
According to the intelligence provided by Mao Shan, it was clear that these people didn’t randomly abduct individuals from Sunan.
They were backed by various big shots, but who those individuals were, Dechuan couldn’t say.
Xiao Hei and Black Flood Dragon’s interactions over these few days had become a bit worrying.
Black Flood Dragon’s attitude towards Xiao Hei was always lukewarm—neither good nor bad—and all they might exchange in a day were a few words.
Even so, Xiao Hei’s feelings towards Black Flood Dragon were firm, addressing him as “my lord” and even rising early every morning to prepare breakfast for him.
This benefited Meng Ku and Xiao Qian, who lived in the same house; they would wake up to delicious breakfast ready on the table every day, which significantly raised Xiao Qian’s opinion of Xiao Hei.
Everything was progressing well, except for Hua Manlou, that bastard, who messed up relationships outside, leading the opposition to locate their headquarters.
The rest was much according to Song Yun’s plans.
That day, after dealing with his tasks, Song Yun drove to the courtyard entrance and found a white BMW parked outside, bearing Yu Hang license plates.
Song Yun looked at the license plate, frowning in thought, “This couldn’t be the Xiao Family coming again, right?
Damn it, they really are persistent.”
Inside the house, a man and a woman were sitting in the living room, and Li Shishi was placing two cups of tea in front of them.
Seeing Song Yun return, she stood up and whispered in his ear, “These two said they’re Xiaoqing’s family and have been chattering here non-stop.”
“Senior Brother Song has returned,” Xiao Qing smiled at Song Yun, then turned her head with a stern face towards the man and woman, “Third uncle, third aunt, why aren’t you staying in Yu Hang instead of coming to Sunan?
I don’t recall you having any relatives in Sunan?”
“Look at you, can’t your third uncle and I come to see you?” the woman covered her mouth and laughed.
“Where’s Xiao Qian?
Why can’t I see that girl?
We had her come here to persuade you, but now we can’t even catch sight of her.
Youngsters are just so slow.”
There are many things in this world that money can’t buy, but there are even more things that you can’t get without money, and even more things you want to do but can’t.
Song Yun admitted this was true—this world is materialistic to the extent it pushes women out to exchange for wealth, perhaps just for the sake of splurging at the gaming table.
However, while admitting this, Song Yun couldn’t help but say there’s something in the world that indeed money can’t buy—family.
Yet, the day when your family stands against you might feel like the sky is falling.
Song Yun guessed Xiao Qing must already be close to breaking down.
Looking at the man and woman before him, Song Yun nearly stood up to strike them, but considering this was Xiao Qing’s family matter, he sat back down on the couch in silence.
“Qingqing, we’ve already arranged this marriage; how can you say you won’t marry just like that?
Although our Xiao Family is on the decline, we should not lose the dignity of an old established family.
What would people think if they knew the Xiao Family’s word meant nothing?
That would ruin all our credibility,” the woman gently coaxed while holding Xiao Qing’s hand.
“I never agreed to this marriage; it was you who insisted,” Xiao Qing coldly said, her face discontent.
“Qingqing, as part of the Xiao Family, how can you shirk responsibility?
What’s wrong with Su Qin, the young master of the Su Family, considering his family background and looks?
Isn’t he a good match for you?
It’s rare that the old master of Su Family also likes you.
If you marry into the Su Family, it’s like grasping half of their empire, a dream many women have.”
“And besides, the young master of the Su Family is both faithful and handsome, and willing to spend money on you; he’s the image of a good man.”
“There’s no need to say more.
Those who wish to marry Su Qin can go ahead; I definitely won’t return to Yu Hang,” Xiao Qing extracted her hand from theirs.
“Moreover, I’ve been used as a political bargaining chip all my life, and I’m sick of it.”
“Well, I’ll have to explain to the old master when I go back, how should I explain to the Su family?” Xiao Qing’s third uncle roared.
“Qingqing, come back with us.
No matter what, Yu Hang is where you were born and raised, a person can’t be rootless.”
“Yu Hang did give birth to me and raise me, I acknowledge that, but it also raised a bunch of monsters like you who only think in terms of benefit,” Xiao Qing shouted, her eyes red.
At this point, Song Yun could not sit still, stood up, patted Xiao Qing’s shoulder signaling her to calm down, and then said to the man and woman, “How much does Xiao Qing owe your Xiao Family?
I’ll pay it.
Whatever money you’ve spent on her, I’ll reimburse all of it today, and you won’t have to come here again afterward.”
“Who are you to interrupt our family matters?” the man displeasedly sized up Song Yun.
“Just because you’re standing on my property, you’re trespassing.
If this were in the United States, I could blast you with a machine gun,” Song Yun said nonchalantly.
The woman lost her composure upon hearing this, jumped up pointing at Song Yun and Xiao Qing, shouting, “So, this is why you refuse to return; you’ve found yourself a wild man here!
Xiao Qing, stop pretending.
You’re no ‘Holy Daughter’ anymore.”