Could Su Ziyu leave now?
Miao Dengke, who did not allow her to leave, showed no reaction to this.
Because after being slapped 11 times by Su Ziyu, he was completely stunned.
Since he had no reaction—
Su Ziyu couldn't be bothered to seek his opinion again. She shook her sore and numb little hands, turned, and quickly walked to Li Qianfan's side. She took his hand again and walked out, leaving with a flourish.
Inside the elevator.
Su Ziyu pursed her lips and said softly to Li Qianfan, "Kid, your wife is very unhappy right now. You need to find a way to properly coax me."
Coaxing his wife to be happy was every husband's responsibility and obligation.
If you didn't coax her, other men might step in to coax your wife to happiness.
Li Qianfan thought for a moment, then reached out and hugged Su Ziyu into his arms. "I'll go eat barbecue with you."
Going to eat barbecue with Su Ziyu was one of the best solutions Li Qianfan could think of in the shortest amount of time.
The second best solution was—
Li Qianfan was determined to win the business of Qingyun Steel Branch One!
He would even bring all of Qingyun Steel's physical examination business to Guangming Hospital.
And Miao Dengke, the general manager of Branch One, should also be kicked out.
However, Li Qianfan couldn't tell Su Ziyu about this good solution for the time being.
"Okay, let's go eat barbecue then."
Su Ziyu closed her eyes in his arms and exhaled a breath of alcohol. "Kid, I'm going to get completely drunk tonight. But you can't take advantage of me. I said I might accept you in eighteen months, not a day less. Otherwise, I'll break that leg of yours."
Li Qianfan smiled. "Don't worry, I'm only 21 this year, I can wait."
Su Ziyu's eyelids flickered. "Are you mocking me for being an old cow?"
"Not at all!"
Li Qianfan quickly said, "At most, I can only be a tender grass."
His ribs immediately hurt.
There was a barbecue city not far to the east of Qingyun Hotel.
The business was booming, so parking might be difficult.
So, they would leave the car in the hotel parking lot and walk there.
Nine o'clock in the evening.
At the barbecue stall—
Su Ziyu put one foot on the crossbar of the small square table, held a beer glass in one hand, and said to Li Qianfan, "Kid, I've had enough to drink. But I'm still not happy. What should I do?"
Li Qianfan was helpless. "Then give me a hint, what should I do to make you happy?"
Su Ziyu, with blurry eyes, shook her head. "Carry me back to the hospital, maybe I'll be happy then."
Li Qianfan grinned immediately.
It was at least seven or eight kilometers from here to the hospital.
Su Ziyu frowned. "What, you don't want to?"
How could Li Qianfan refuse?
Was carrying her seven or eight kilometers on foot such a big deal?
It was nothing!
Ten o'clock at night.
Li Qianfan held Su Ziyu's knees with both hands, carrying her on the sidewalk, "struggling to trek."
Su Ziyu's little head was resting on his shoulder.
Her arms, which were around his neck, held her high heels, and she kept boasting about how much she could drink and how many people she had beaten up over the years.
She even told him about her plan last night to search for Li Qianfan on the streets in vain, and then decided to single-handedly break into Victoria and kidnap Mo Hongti.
Li Qianfan's cheeks twitched as he listened.
"Tender grass, hehe."
"Kid, you are my tender grass."
"Sooner or later, I'll swallow you whole!"
As the south wind gently blew, Su Ziyu's drunkenness fully erupted, and she giggled foolishly. "Kid, can I beat you up? I think if I can beat you up, I'll be truly happy. I, right now, really, really want to beat someone. Drinking without fighting is a dull life."
Li Qianfan—
He really didn't know what to say.
"But I can't bear to, you are so tender."
"I really can't bear it."
"I'd rather beat myself up than beat you."
"Kid, I like you."
"Actually, from the first moment I saw you, I seemed to have liked you."
"I even felt that you were setting up a stall on the street to sell yourself, just waiting for me to buy. I've never been in love since I was a child, I was just waiting for you to appear."
"My little husband, can you call me 'Mom' now?"
Su Ziyu rambled on like this, and the high heels she was holding fell to the ground with a clatter.
She also sank into a deep sleep.
Li Qianfan stopped and looked back.
Under the light of the streetlights, he looked at the sleeping girl, his eyes full of contemplation.
He was wondering, what kind of person was Su Ziyu?
When he first met her, he thought she was an unfeeling ice block.
After personally witnessing her flying kick at Mo Haishan at the hospital, Li Qianfan not only saw that she was indeed a violent woman, but also possessed a decisiveness and ruthlessness that ordinary girls lacked.
But when she was at home, she was the one with the least status.
Being dragged by her belt by Ning Xiaolan, she would shriek and jump around.
And when she was alone with Li Qianfan, she would take the initiative to tease him.
Alas.
This was a complex individual.
Li Qianfan, who had "seen countless women" since childhood, could not categorize her at all.
However, there was one thing Li Qianfan was basically certain of.
He liked Su Ziyu more and more!
Li Qianfan bent down, picked up the high heels, and walked forward with large strides.
Ten-thirty.
Li Qianfan placed Su Ziyu in the small Mini, fastened her seatbelt, then walked to the side and took out his phone.
He dialed.
No one answered.
He continued to dial.
Still no answer.
"Hmph, you just wait."
Li Qianfan snorted coldly, found his grandmother's number in his phone book, and dialed it.
The call was connected quickly.
A cold but clearly doting female voice came through. "Brat, I heard that you sold yourself to a little girl named Su Ziyu in Qingyun for 88,000 yuan? And she seems to be a whole five years older than you. When did my eldest grandson, Yang Xiao, become so cheap?"
"Grandma, 88,000 is not a small amount."
Li Qianfan said, "If I were to marry that shrew from the Shen family, not only would she not give me money, but I would have to pay a bride price, right?"
Yang Xiao asked, "Is that the same?"
Li Qianfan said, "In my eyes, it's about the same."
"Actually, I think,"
Yang Xiao paused and said, "The little girl from the Shen family is quite good. She's proficient in everything, from playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Especially her figure and appearance, they are so similar to the Su Nan Guanyin in her youth. Besides, if you hadn't lifted her skirt seven years ago, would she have stabbed you with a knife?"
Li Qianfan chuckled awkwardly.
He touched his butt behind his back.
The stab seven years ago had landed on his butt.
Every time he remembered that stab, Li Qianfan vowed that even if he had to marry a pig, he would not marry her.
"As the saying goes, a child grows up and doesn't listen to the mother. As a grandmother, I can't control your affairs anymore."
Yang Xiao stopped at that, changing the subject. "You're calling me so late, is it because Li Wujiang isn't answering your calls?"
Li Wujiang was Li Qianfan's biological mother.
She was also the boss of the Supreme Security Bureau, known as the God of War of the Eastern Lands.
Li Wujiang was also raised by Yang Xiao.
Li Qianfan didn't speak.
The call ended.
Li Qianfan took out a cigarette, lit one, and started counting down. "Three, two, one."
The phone rang.
As soon as the call was connected, a fierce female voice came from the phone. "Villain! If you dare to report me to Empress Dowager Xiao again, do you believe I'll marry Su Ziyu off to a sixty-year-old man?"
Li Qianfan replied, "I don't believe you."
"You damn—"
"I am your mother."
"Speak quickly!"
"Someone tonight, in front of me, demanded that your daughter-in-law open her legs for him."
Li Qianfan said calmly, "If you don't handle it, then I will deal with this matter in my own way."
"Who—"
Li Wujiang's voice was chilling. "Dares to say such crap to my Li Wujiang's daughter-in-law!?"