Chapter 113: Appeasement

Old Master Song nodded and said arrogantly to He Haoxuan, "Take out whatever you brought us, and I'll see if it's acceptable."

He Haoxuan sighed as he took out a box and said, "Sigh, I originally intended to give this ginseng to you, but since you looked down on us earlier, I think I'd better not."

"Haoxuan, is this the hundred-year-old ginseng listed on the manifest?" Song Li's eyes lit up.

He had just noticed a stamp from Four Lakes Trading on the manifest, so there was no doubt about its authenticity. Four Lakes Trading was the largest commodity trading company in Qingshan City. While they didn't claim to sell the best goods, they were certainly the most genuine. Their slogan was "ten thousand-fold compensation for any counterfeit," and they never sold a single fake item. Everyone felt secure sourcing goods from them.

"A hundred-year-old ginseng?" Old Master Song’s eyes shone, and he reached out to grab the box.

But He Haoxuan was faster and immediately pulled it back. "Grandfather, since you looked down on us, you surely look down on the gifts we brought, so I'll take it back."

Standing behind them, Li Dong shouted excitedly, "He Haoxuan, give that hundred-year-old ginseng to my mother; she would be so happy!" My god, that was a century-old ginseng—it had to be worth hundreds of thousands. If his mother got her hands on such a treasure, she would be thrilled and might finally look at him with a different light.

Song Li was furious when he heard this and cursed, "Li Dong, this is a gift for my father. What business do you have taking it for your mother?"

"That’s right, Li Dong, have a conscience. If I hadn’t helped you back then, would you have even been able to marry my sister? I think this hundred-year-old ginseng should be handed to me to handle," Song Li shouted excitedly. Damn, this He Haoxuan was truly something; he had actually brought such valuable things as gifts. As Li Dong said, this ginseng would easily sell for hundreds of thousands on the market. If he could get his hands on it and resell it, he could pocket a million today.

Song Li’s gaze toward He Haoxuan shifted. Damn, that old man in the Li family really had a sharp eye to find such an impressive grandson-in-law. Anyone who called He Haoxuan a loser would have to answer to him.

Old Master Song leaned on his cane and cursed, "Song Li, if you dare touch my gift again, I’ll beat you to death!"

With that, the still-vigorous Old Master Song raised his cane, ready to rush over and strike Song Li.

Song Li pulled a long face and said, "Father, don’t be impulsive. It’s not that I want to steal your things; it’s that you didn't butter up Haoxuan and even scolded him, so he doesn't want to give it to you. Since that’s the case, why let good resources go to waste? Just let me take it."

"Who says I didn't butter him up?" Old Master Song immediately turned to He Haoxuan with a fawning smile. "Haoxuan, have you had breakfast? If not, I’ll have the kitchen prepare something right now."

Song Li reminded him, "Father, it's almost noon; we’re about to have lunch. Why would he eat breakfast now?"

"Song Li, you damn fool, no one will think you're a mute if you don't speak!" Old Master Song cursed angrily.

Old Madam Song protested, "Old man, I didn't offend you; why are you yelling at me?"

Old Master Song sheepishly replied, "I was scolding Song Li; it was a slip of the tongue." He then turned to He Haoxuan and said, "Haoxuan, how could I look down on you? I was just joking. Although this is our first meeting, I’ve always thought highly of Li Qingying and knew she would eventually marry someone of great wealth and status."

He Haoxuan had just given away items worth a million, which was incredible, and there was a large crate beside him that likely contained many more treasures.

"I’m not a man of great wealth; I’m just a spineless loser," He Haoxuan said with a cold laugh.

"That’s just what other people say nonsense. I think you are a very impressive person." Seeing that He Haoxuan wouldn't budge, the Old Master turned to Li Qingying. "Qingying, your grandfather has always been good to you; you should show some filial piety. I want that hundred-year-old ginseng." Legend had it that consuming such a ginseng could prolong one's life; he had to have it.

Li Qingying hesitated for a moment and whispered to He Haoxuan, "Is it really meant for my grandfather?"

"Wife, you are in charge of everything here. You can give it to whoever you like," He Haoxuan smiled, "but you shouldn't give anything to those who looked down on you." As he said this, He Haoxuan deliberately glanced at Song Fang.

"Ah, Haoxuan, did you prepare a gift for me too?" Song Fang immediately ran to He Haoxuan’s side like a lapdog, her fawning expression nauseating to behold.

Song Li cursed in anger, "Song Fang, get lost! This is my family's son-in-law; it has nothing to do with you."

"Pfft, so what if he's your son-in-law? He’s my relative too. Haoxuan, did you buy that BMW for Li Qingying?" Song Fang asked.

He Haoxuan nodded, having no desire to speak to such a woman.

Seeing this, Song Fang’s eyes went wide. She thought about why she hadn't let her daughter meet someone rich like He Haoxuan sooner; otherwise, she could have had two BMW X7s by now. She had seen it on TV before—some rich young masters loved to play the fool to catch their prey, and they especially loved slapping others in the face.

Old Master Song continued to butter up Li Qingying, and seeing this, she finally nodded and agreed to give him the ginseng. It wasn't that she didn't want to give it to her grandfather, but she didn't know where He Haoxuan had gotten these things and whether they were real. If they were fake and caused her grandfather harm, what would she do? If they were real, where did He Haoxuan get so much money? He had just given away a million dollars worth of goods. Wasn't he supposed to be very poor? Could he really be a wealthy young master? Impossible—she had checked He Wei’s background, and his family was dirt poor, with three generations of commoners.

Old Master Song happily took the gift, and Song Li handed the manifest to Li Qingying, still hoping to get something for himself. When Li Qingying saw the items and their retail prices on the manifest, she felt like she was going to collapse. What was going on with He Haoxuan? How could he have brought things worth several million? This, this—

"Qingying, if you’re giving a gift to your grandfather, you should give one to your grandmother too," Old Madam Song hurriedly smiled at her. "I’ve loved you dearly since you were a child. Every time you visited, didn't I give you delicious food?"

Li Qingying looked at the hundred-year-old Ganoderma in the crate and helplessly took it out. "Grandmother, this is for you."

He Haoxuan had been prepared; this item was also worth hundreds of thousands and was perfect for nourishing the elderly.

"Oh my, Qingying really does love me; this is a precious thing," Old Madam Song exclaimed excitedly. "Haoxuan, come visit the Song family whenever you have time. We will always welcome you."