The thought scared Su Qingning. A sense of panic began to rise in her heart.
Impossible. Absolutely impossible. We’ve only been married for a few days. Besides, not only is he not handsome, but he loves to brag and is a total pervert. How could I possibly like someone like that? Perhaps he’s just done a few things that make him less annoying. That’s why I don’t find him as repulsive as I did when we first got our marriage certificate. But that’s definitely not the same as liking him. Yes, that must be it.
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After they ate, Lin Xiao smiled. "Qingning, let’s go buy a car!"
Su Qingning, who had been in a pretty good mood after her meal, shot him a look that was equal parts alluring and dismissive the moment he spoke.
"You lecher, I already told you I’ll take care of the car this afternoon!"
"But I already bought you a Cullinan!"
Su Qingning grew angry. "You pervert, do you want me to prove you wrong so badly it’ll make you happy?"
Lin Xiao looked at her, completely baffled. "My dear wife, did you think I was just bluffing?"
"Hmph, weren’t you?" Su Qingning retorted irritably.
"Let’s go, let’s go. Today, I am going to prove I’m not just blowing hot air," Lin Xiao said, getting annoyed himself. The car was already parked at the dealership, after all. All he had to do was go over, pay for it, and drive it away. He refused to believe Su Qingning would still dare to accuse him of bragging then.
"You lecher, listen to me. I don’t have time for your nonsense. I have to look for a house this morning!"
"What? You still want to move out?"
"Yes!" Su Qingning said firmly.
Even though this villa, worth one billion, was under her name and her name alone, she still felt uneasy living there. The thought of living under the same roof as Shao Mei’er especially unsettled her.
She had suffered from nightmares for the past two nights. In her dreams, she saw Shao Mei’er viciously snatch Lin Xiao away from her. When she woke up, she could clearly feel her heart aching, as if pricked by a needle. That was why she wanted to buy a house and get as far away from Shao Mei’er as possible.
Seeing how determined she was, Lin Xiao sighed helplessly. "Qingning, won’t you trust me just once?"
This infuriated Su Qingning. She shot back harshly, "Lin Xiao, do you think I don’t want to trust you? The problem is, how can I? Ever since we got married, all you do is brag! One minute you claim to be rich enough to rival a nation, the next you claim to wield power over the entire world. How do you expect me to believe a word you say?!"
"But I *am* rich enough to rival a nation and wield power over the world!" Lin Xiao said in frustration.
Su Qingning replied coldly, "That’s enough. I don’t want to waste any more words on you. If you want to buy a car, go by yourself. I don’t have the time, and I don’t want to be humiliated with you!"
"Fine, I’ll go by myself then," Lin Xiao said with a resigned sigh.
Su Qingning just snorted and went back to searching for houses on her phone.
Frustrated, Lin Xiao got up and left.
As he headed to the Rolls-Royce dealership, Su Qingning’s words echoed in his mind. He couldn’t help but lean forward and ask the taxi driver, "Sir, if I told you I was rich enough to rival a nation and wielded power over the world, would you believe me?"
The driver glanced at Lin Xiao as if he were a lunatic, then nodded. "I believe you. In fact, brother, I’m Qin Shi Huang."
Lin Xiao was left speechless. He didn’t want to say another word.
Soon, they arrived. Lin Xiao paid the fare and quickly got out.
As soon as he entered the dealership, a middle-aged man hurried over to greet him. Smiling amiably, he asked, "Hello, might you be Mr. Lin Xiao?"
Lin Xiao nodded. He wasn’t the least bit surprised that the man knew his name, as he was sure the King of the Southern Town, Xiao Shixiong, had already arranged everything.
The man eagerly shook Lin Xiao’s hand. "Mr. Lin, hello! My name is Jia Meng. I’m the general manager of this dealership and your personal concierge for this purchase."
Lin Xiao nodded. "Hello. Did Xiao Shixiong arrange everything?"
Jia Meng’s heart skipped a beat.
In all of Jinling City, there probably wasn’t a single person who dared to refer to the King of the Southern Town by his full name. Not even the head of the Shao Family would dare, let alone anyone else. Yet this man in front of him, who looked almost like a beggar, not only used the King’s name so casually but did so with such utter nonchalance, as if the King of the Southern Town was nothing special in his eyes.
Last night, Xiao Shixiong had personally instructed him to serve this man well. At the time, Jia Meng had assumed he must have a significant relationship with the King. He had never imagined the man might be even more influential than the King himself.
Instantly, Jia Meng’s attitude toward Lin Xiao became even more reverent. "Yes, Mr. Lin. The King of the Southern Town has arranged everything. We have your car ready!" he said respectfully.
"Alright, let’s process the payment then."
Jia Meng smiled. "Mr. Lin, what payment? It is our honor that you would use one of our cars. If we accepted your money, it would be a slap in our face!"
"Oh? Did Xiao Shixiong tell you to do this?" Lin Xiao asked casually.
"Mr. Lin, you misunderstand. The King of the Southern Town only instructed us to prepare the car and said you would be paying with a card. But I personally feel that it’s a great honor for an esteemed figure such as yourself to use our vehicle!"
Lin Xiao was amused. This guy certainly knew how to handle people.
"But what if I’m not some ’esteemed figure’? Wouldn’t you be out several million?" Lin Xiao asked, deliberately testing him.
Jia Meng chuckled. "Mr. Lin, I trust my judgment!"
"Then you’re in for a disappointment. To be honest, I’m no one important. I’m just here to pick up the car for someone else."
"That’s fine. I simply wish to gift a car to you, Mr. Lin," Jia Meng said with another smile.
Lin Xiao asked, "Really? Does your family own this dealership?"
"Yes, our family owns it," Jia Meng confirmed.
"Alright, I understand. Go ahead and swipe the card. There’s no PIN," Lin Xiao said, taking out the supreme black card his Fourth Master had given him.
He had no idea how much money was on it. But even if it were empty, the fifteen million Guo Dingtian gave him yesterday was more than enough to buy this Cullinan.
Jia Meng instinctively moved to refuse. He had already decided to gift the car to Lin Xiao; accepting payment now would be poor business.
But when his eyes caught sight of the card in Lin Xiao’s hand, he was utterly shocked, his eyes widening to the size of saucers.