In the elevator, the Su father and daughter teamed up and robbed Li Qianfan's pocket money, which was meant for Ning Xiaolan.
Su Ziyu also fiercely warned Li Qianfan that if he dared to tell Ning Xiaolan about this, he would have nightmares at night.
The father-in-law's threat was much more subtle: "I am responsible for reporting to your mother every night about your every word and deed at the garment factory. Perhaps sometimes I will speak nonsense, saying that you were flirting with other girls at work. Your mother is a person who can tolerate any mistake. She can only not tolerate her good son-in-law, whom she treats sincerely, from flirting outside."
Li Qianfan—
He could only watch helplessly as Old Su divided half the cash to Su Ziyu without daring to say a word.
He was afraid of having nightmares at night.
Even more afraid of losing the most sincere maternal love bestowed upon him by Ning Xiaolan.
"Kid, remember what I said."
At the entrance of the community, before opening the car door to get out, Su Ziyu threatened Li Qianfan again in a faint tone before jumping out of the car.
Her little BMW was at the hospital.
She took a taxi to work this morning.
"Ziyu, don't worry. I think Qianfan is such a smart child, he would never do such a foolish thing."
Old Su, sitting in the back seat of the car, said to his daughter, "If he offends our father and daughter, can he have a good outcome?"
He didn't drive today because he wanted to familiarize Li Qianfan with the route to work.
And saved ten yuan in gas money—
Li Qianfan glanced back at him, saying nothing.
"Let's go, what are you looking at?"
Old Su, with a face full of arrogance, patted the back of the driver's seat: "Get going. Head directly east."
"I'll send a video first, then go."
Li Qianfan looked down at his phone and replied.
"Send what video?"
As Old Su was full of bewilderment, he heard his phone ding.
He quickly opened it.
In the 'Loving Family' group chat, a video had been added.
It was the scene in the elevator where Su Ziyu had Qianfan in a chokehold, and Old Su was robbing him of his pocket money!
Old Su's face immediately turned green.
Su Ziyu, who was waiting for a taxi by the roadside, saw the video and also hurried over.
The father and daughter obediently returned the pocket money they had robbed from Li Qianfan.
Old Su even swallowed his pride and begged his good son-in-law to speak well of him in the group: "Qianfan, just say that Ziyu forced me to do it. Otherwise, we won't be father and son-in-law anymore."
Su Ziyu—
Why is it always me who gets hurt?
Seven fifty AM.
Li Qianfan parked his Mini in the garment factory parking lot.
Old Su finally hung up the phone.
He had been scolded by Ning Xiaolan on the phone for a full five minutes about robbing his son-in-law's pocket money.
Fortunately, Ning Xiaolan called him after scolding Su Ziyu.
Otherwise, the firepower he endured would have been even more intense.
But Old Su dared not blame Li Qianfan for this.
Ning Xiaolan's warning was not just casual talk.
If he dared to retaliate against Li Qianfan for this, he wouldn't get a cent of pocket money by the end of the year!
"Ahem, Qianfan."
Old Su coughed as if nothing had happened and said to Li Qianfan, "There's something I forgot to tell you."
The relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law should best not be known by others at work.
To avoid unnecessary gossip.
At home, Old Su was Li Qianfan's "good dad."
At work, Li Qianfan should preferably call him "Uncle Su."
Old Su's suggestion was approved by Ning Xiaolan.
Li Qianfan also felt it was the best, so he readily agreed.
"Wait here for a moment, I'll go find Old Zhang from HR."
Old Su said, reaching out and touching the pack of good cigarettes in his pocket, his eyes showing a look of heartache.
Not only was his monthly pocket money limited,
But the quantity of cigarettes and alcohol was also strictly controlled by Ning Xiaolan.
Today, he was personally bringing his son-in-law to start work, so he couldn't go to Old Zhang empty-handed.
"Wait, Dad."
Li Qianfan called out to Old Su, who was about to get out of the car.
Old Su turned back in confusion—
A stack of banknotes was handed to him.
Old Su's eyes immediately lit up!
But he suspected it was a trap set by Li Qianfan, and he looked at him, blinking his eyes.
"Dad, from now on, I will give you six hundred yuan pocket money every month."
Li Qianfan slapped the banknotes at him: "But from now on, you can't team up with Ziyu to snatch it."
"I already said it was Ziyu who misled me, that's why I dared to do such rebellious things!"
For a mere six hundred yuan, Old Su unhesitatingly betrayed his "little padded jacket" again.
"Haha."
Li Qianfan laughed heartily and added, "And every month, I can take you out for a foot massage, or go for a few drinks at a bar."
Old Su was immediately overjoyed.
This son-in-law was simply perfect.
The two immediately agreed that this was their secret, and they absolutely could not let the two women at home know.
Otherwise, the sky would fall and the earth would move.
Old Su strode energetically to find HR Old Zhang.
After Li Qianfan got out of the car, he was bored and started wandering around the factory.
The garment factory had about three hundred employees. The factory was not large in scale, but it occupied a considerable area.
Moreover, both the factory layout and hardware such as production lines were very good.
This shows that the general manager of Paipai Fashion has some ability in business management.
Li Qianfan ambled along and came to the back of the garment factory's office building.
This was an open space, which seemed to have been newly acquired and reserved for future development.
More than a dozen cars were parked here.
There was no doubt that people who could park here were office workers.
There was nothing to see except weeds and cars.
Just as Li Qianfan was about to return to the front, he heard the sound of a car door closing.
He subconsciously looked up.
A woman in a white shirt and a black pencil skirt got out of a car, carrying a small bag.
Upon seeing this woman, Li Qianfan was stunned: "Huh, it's her?"
Before his surprised exclamation could fade, the woman also saw him.
The moment their eyes met—
Dai Paipai doubted if she was seeing things correctly and quickly raised her hand to wipe her eyes, then looked again.
That's right—
It was the young man she had met halfway on the road that afternoon when her husband was poisoned and sent to the hospital!
Upon seeing Li Qianfan, regret like a tide surged over her, quickly drowning her.
That afternoon!
If she had believed Li Qianfan, her husband might not have become a vegetative state.
And she had been tempted at the time.
But at Zhao Lianjin's urging, she had ultimately missed the only chance to save her husband.
Pain.
An indescribable heartache made Dai Paipai's breathing instantly difficult, and she instinctively bent over, letting out a low whimper of regret and helplessness.
Li Qianfan was also a little surprised to encounter an "old acquaintance" here.
Just as he was pleasantly surprised, he saw Dai Paipai suddenly in great pain.
Li Qianfan was greatly alarmed, quickly walked over, grabbed Dai Paipai's wrist, and placed his fingers on her pulse.
He thought Dai Paipai had some hidden illness that suddenly flared up.
When her hand was grabbed, Dai Paipai's body trembled.
She instinctively wanted to shake him off, but then she saw Li Qianfan frowning slightly and looking up at the sky.
His face was full of sacred radiance—
There was no hint of flirtation.
Only then did she realize that Li Qianfan, seeing her in pain, thought she was sick and was taking her pulse.
Dai Paipai's pulse was very erratic, yet steady and strong.
Once Li Qianfan confirmed she was fine, he immediately withdrew his hand and asked with concern, "Teacher Dai, what's wrong?"
"I'm fine. I just had a sudden abdominal pain."
Dai Paipai hurriedly hid her left hand, which had been held by Li Qianfan, behind her back, forced a smile, and asked, "You, still remember my surname is Dai?"
"Dai Paipai. Haha, Paipai."
Li Qianfan laughed heartily, and with his left hand, he lightly patted Dai Paipai's buttocks twice: "Such a distinctive name, of course I."
He naturally what?
He suddenly realized something from Dai Paipai's rapidly blushing face.
He, it seems, perhaps, shouldn't have casually patted a woman's butt, right?