After hearing Ning Xiaolan's words, Li Qianfan was stunned.
He never dreamed that Mother Lan would know his mother's true identity!
"Qianfan."
Ning Xiaolan's tone was gentle. "Last night, after your father and I returned to our room, we discussed it for a long time."
Last night.
While Yang Xiao and her daughter-in-law were discussing matters, old Su and his wife also whispered until past three in the morning.
They finally decided that after Li Wujiang left, they would keep it from Su Ziyu and have a face-to-face talk with Li Qianfan.
Li Qianfan's background was too extraordinary!
So extraordinary that they couldn't believe it, and even less so that their foolish daughter could be the legitimate young madam of a top-tier affluent family.
They had to first figure out the probability of Li Qianfan and Su Ziyu spending their lives together.
If the probability was less than 80%, they would definitely tell Su Ziyu to sever ties immediately.
Although they could see that the two children were deeply in love.
And they sincerely wished for their foolish daughter to marry into a top-tier affluent family.
But anyone with a little intelligence knew that the role of a young madam in an affluent family was not something any girl could handle.
"At the very least, we don't believe that before you met Ziyu, your family wouldn't have arranged for a suitable match for you among young ladies from prominent families."
After Ning Xiaolan finished explaining everything the couple had discussed, she felt a sense of relief.
The couple's analysis and worries were not without reason.
Or, to be precise, they were completely correct!
Li Qianfan didn't say anything immediately.
He needed some time to digest what Ning Xiaolan had said.
He picked up his teacup and took small sips.
Did Shen Yun brew the wrong tea?
It was so bitter!
"Qianfan, don't rush to make a decision, and don't rush to answer. I'm going to work."
Ning Xiaolan stood up. "When you've thought it through, tell Mom. I can guarantee that no matter what choice you make, I will support you unconditionally. My only request is."
Do not hurt Su Ziyu!
"Mom, please sit down."
Li Qianfan raised his hand and pulled Ning Xiaolan onto the sofa.
He first glanced at old Su, then said to Ning Xiaolan, "Although the time I've known Ziyu is not too long, I can swear to you. I, Li Qianfan, will only have Su Ziyu in this life. I would rather hurt myself than harm Ziyu in the slightest. And you probably noticed last night. My mother is quite pleased with Ziyu."
He paused.
Li Qianfan said very seriously, "No one! Including you and my father-in-law, can separate me and Ziyu."
Ning Xiaolan's eyes lit up.
Old Su's toes also twitched rapidly, and he quickly, seemingly casually, tossed over a cigarette.
Since the truth was out—
Li Qianfan naturally couldn't hide anything else and decided to tell the truth.
The more old Su and his wife listened, the more their hearts sank.
The more they worried that their foolish daughter couldn't hold onto her position as the young madam of the Li family.
Old Su didn't know what Long Xu was.
But if Ning Xiaolan, who was in the Special Services system, didn't know about Long Xu, one of the four major powers in the world, then she wouldn't be qualified to be Director Ning.
In short.
They had thought that Li Qianfan having a "War God" mother was already unattainable.
But they didn't expect him to have an even more formidable "Dragon Lord" father!
"Can our daughter hold onto the chair of the eldest young madam of Long Xu?"
Ning Xiaolan and old Su exchanged a stunned glance, conveying this thought through their eyes.
Next.
Li Qianfan revealed something else that made the couple's confidence sink even deeper into the ice.
That was, he was already engaged.
His fiancée before meeting Su Ziyu was the eldest daughter of the Shen family, the foremost family in Lingnan.
The key was that this eldest daughter did not allow Li Qianfan and Su Ziyu to be husband and wife.
Even though they had already obtained their driver's licenses, they were not allowed to "drive."
If they dared to "drive," it would be a dead end!
Ning Xiaolan was completely devastated—
She held Li Qianfan's hand, her lips trembling. "Qianfan, tell Mom the truth. What should we do now?"
Li Qianfan was very calm. "Mom, don't worry. There are basically only three things we need to do now."
One.
We will jointly keep it from Su Ziyu, so she doesn't find out about any of this.
After all, her damned pride wasn't completely changed after being severely taught a lesson by Lan Yunhai.
If she knew Li Qianfan's true background, even if she didn't feel inferior and wouldn't break up even if it meant death, she would live on pins and needles.
Such a life would undoubtedly be torturous.
No one could bear it, and Su Ziyu would eventually break down on her own and insist on breaking up.
Two.
Before Li Qianfan resolves the trouble, he absolutely cannot be husband and wife with Su Ziyu.
However, after the Lan Yunhai incident, Su Ziyu's love for Li Qianfan grew exponentially.
Once it grew to a certain height, there was no other way but to pledge herself to him.
Just last night at the Victoria, Su Ziyu's eyes were watery, hinting to Li Qianfan that he could "drive" now, after all, they had met his mother, right?
Li Qianfan pretended to be foolish and naive, which angered her so much that she didn't speak to him this morning while making breakfast for his mother.
But Li Qianfan really couldn't accept it.
After a long time, what would Su Ziyu think?
Therefore, Li Qianfan hoped that Mother Lan would casually instill in Su Ziyu the idea of "no rush to eat."
Three.
Li Qianfan hoped that old Su and his wife would pretend not to have seen through Li Wujiang's true identity.
How they interacted with Li Qianfan before, they should continue to do so in the future.
Their current life was not only Li Qianfan's favorite.
It was also the most suitable way of life for their family of four.
"Mom. Give me one year at most."
Li Qianfan finally said, "I promise to ensure that Ziyu will have no danger and no great pressure, and will go with me to the ancestral hall of the Li family village to pay respects to the ancestors of the Li family."
With him saying it so clearly, what more could old Su and Ning Xiaolan be dissatisfied with?
"Old Su, you go out for a bit."
Ning Xiaolan thought for a moment and said to old Su, "There are some things I need to say to Qianfan alone."
Old Su immediately nodded, put on his usual pigeon-toed walk, and left the room, taking the beautiful Shen Mi to inspect the work in various workshops.
"Qianfan."
Ning Xiaolan personally refilled his water. "Logically, as a mother-in-law, I shouldn't be saying these things to you, my son-in-law. But after spending time together recently, you should be able to see that I probably treat you more like my own son."
This remark hit home.
Li Qianfan nodded in agreement without the slightest hesitation.
"Then, it's only reasonable for a mother to say these things to her son."
Ning Xiaolan said, "Last night at the banquet, I could see that the other mother-in-law had intentions towards Mo Hongti and Dai Paipai."
What intentions?
It was the intention of every mother in the world who wished her son could bring all the beauties in the world home!
Li Qianfan naturally understood what his mother was thinking.
Last night, when Li Wujiang also sent a gift to Dai Paipai, Li Qianfan understood.
However—
Ning Xiaolan raised her hand, signaling Li Qianfan to wait before speaking.
"Qianfan, don't look at my temper being volatile, I am also a reasonable person."
"In the Lan Yunhai incident, if it wasn't for Mo Hongti's life-saving rescue, Ziyu would have definitely died."
"And, if it wasn't for Mo Hongti informing you in time, you wouldn't have known that I was kidnapped by people from Lan Yunhai."
"Ziyu died, and my integrity was tainted."
"Mo Hongti is a benefactor to our family."
"Therefore, even if we clearly know what she is thinking in her heart, neither Ziyu nor I will interfere."
Ning Xiaolan summarized objectively.
Li Qianfan nodded.
"As for Dai Paipai."
Ning Xiaolan frowned slightly and said, "Let's be honest, mother and son. I don't have a good impression of this woman. To put it crudely, she's just a good piece of bedding. But she's stuck on you. As for how you'll handle your relationship with her, Mom doesn't care."
Li Qianfan said, "I will handle it well."
"And Lan Yunhai's mother and his wife."
Ning Xiaolan gave a bitter smile. "Because of Ziyu's suicide note, it greatly affected the way you handled that matter. Probably everyone in the world knows they are your women. I believe Ziyu now deeply regrets her impulsiveness back then, but she's also swallowing her pain."
"I won't—"
Li Qianfan had just uttered these three words when Ning Xiaolan interrupted him. "Qianfan. You only need to do one thing!"
Li Qianfan nodded. "Please say."
"In the Su family, in front of Su Ziyu, you must be a qualified son-in-law, a qualified husband!"
Ning Xiaolan stated it plainly. "Qianfan, Mom says this not to flatter you with those women hoping to exchange it for your good treatment of Ziyu. It's because Mom knows very well that perhaps only by doing this can your and Ziyu's happiness be guaranteed."
After Ning Xiaolan finished speaking, she opened her arms and gently hugged Li Qianfan. She then adjusted her hat properly, put it on, and quickly left the room.
Her steps were light.
She was proud to have a son-in-law like Li Qianfan.
Since Li Qianfan was willing to do anything to be with Su Ziyu.
Then why shouldn't she, as a mother, think of Li Qianfan in every way, like a real mother?
Exchanging sincerity for sincerity would always yield good results.
The sky.
As the lamps were lit, it gradually darkened.
Getting darker and darker!
When the clock struck midnight, the spotlights in front of the Zhizhi Club in the provincial capital also extinguished.
The 12th floor.
At the end of the corridor, a ghostly dark figure quietly scaled in from the rooftop.
It was Li Wujiang.
She wasn't wearing a mask or anything, nor did she pay attention to the cameras in the corridor.
Because a few minutes ago, Jing Ran, who was far abroad, had helped her turn off all the surveillance cameras at the Zhizhi Club.
Looking up at the empty corridor, Li Wujiang arrived at the general manager's office door.
She took out a steel needle and was about to try and pick the lock, when she instinctively turned the handle.
The door, surprisingly, opened.
She slowly pushed the door open.
The office was pitch black.
But at a height of one and a half meters—
Four emerald green characters, like ghost fire, gently swayed in the darkness, moving back and forth.