Chapter 128: Who Is the Prettiest

I Really Didn't Mean to Become a Live-in Son-in-Law Drunken Alone at Night 2375 words 2026-03-24 20:02:08

Li Qingwan stared at He Haoxuan. “He Haoxuan, tell me honestly. Have you been flirting with other women behind my sister’s back?”

The concert tickets were no longer the main issue. The real issue was that He Haoxuan had actually strayed from the marriage, and she had to help her sister clean house.

If He Haoxuan dared to cheat, she would make him the last eunuch of the year.

“No! Your sister is so beautiful. She’s the only woman I like. I would never like anyone else,” He Haoxuan declared solemnly.

“You’re lying. You just said you liked me,” Li Qingwan retorted. She certainly did not believe his nonsense.

“For heaven’s sake, Li Qingwan, can you be reasonable? You forced me to say that just now. I was completely unwilling,” He Haoxuan protested miserably.

Li Qingwan grew furious. “He Haoxuan, you’re going to tell me that you said it of your own free will. Otherwise, the consequences will be very serious.”

“All right, all right. I said it willingly,” He Haoxuan replied helplessly.

There was simply no way to reason with a woman like Li Qingwan.

“Then tell me, who is Xiaoyan?” Li Qingwan asked menacingly.

“She’s a classmate of mine. You know Cao Dawei—he loves making jokes. Back when we were in middle school, everyone used to say that Xiaoyan and I were a couple. But I’m married now, and Xiaoyan is married too. There’s nothing between us. She doesn’t like me,” He Haoxuan said guiltily.

Yi Xiaoyan was currently trying desperately to save money for him and had even urged him to pay back the one hundred thousand yuan as soon as possible. He had no idea how to explain any of that.

“What you’re saying makes sense. You’re so poor—why would she ever take a liking to you?” Li Qingwan murmured, nodding secretly.

He Haoxuan thought the matter had finally been settled, but Li Qingwan suddenly changed the subject.

“Is this Xiaoyan pretty? Is she prettier than me?”

“She’s not bad-looking,” He Haoxuan replied.

He glanced at Li Qingwan and thought to himself that Yi Xiaoyan was actually extremely beautiful, though she had a completely different type of beauty from Li Qingwan. The two women were evenly matched; it was impossible to say who was prettier.

But He Haoxuan did not dare say that aloud. He did not want to be scolded by Li Qingwan.

“You still haven’t said which of us is prettier,” Li Qingwan pressed. She cared deeply about the answer.

“Of course you’re prettier. She’s far inferior to you,” He Haoxuan said guiltily.

“That’s more like it.” Li Qingwan was satisfied. “Give two of the tickets to Cao Dawei and save the other two for me.”

“What do you need so many tickets for?” He Haoxuan asked.

“My classmates want them. Once they heard I had the ability to get tickets to Lu Ran’s concert, they all came running to me.” Li Qingwan wore an exceedingly proud expression.

She had been enjoying herself immensely these past few days. Everyone was constantly flattering her.

He Haoxuan nodded inwardly. This vain young woman was bound to suffer for it one day.

After work, Li Qingying walked wearily out of her office. In the nearby secretarial room, she overheard several young women whispering among themselves.

“I never expected it. The Immortal Villa No. 1 at Shengshen Residence has actually been sold—and to a mysterious buyer, no less.”

“Immortal Villa No. 1?” Li Qingying stopped in her tracks.

She remembered that the forged property certificate He Haoxuan had commissioned bore that very villa number. What a coincidence.

“Director Li.” The young women rose respectfully when they saw her.

Li Qingying nodded. “What were you saying about Immortal Villa No. 1?”

“Director Li, it was in this evening’s paper,” Mo Xiufang explained. “It said that the most expensive villa in Shengshen Residence has been sold.”

“So what if it has been sold? What’s so surprising about that?” Li Qingying had been so busy with the company lately that she had not had time to read the newspapers.

Mo Xiufang stared at her in astonishment. “Director Li, you may not know this, but Immortal Villa No. 1 is the finest property in Shengshen Residence. Its asking price was one hundred million yuan. We even said at the time that no one would buy it, but someone actually did.”

“One hundred million?” Li Qingying was secretly stunned.

He Haoxuan had really exaggerated outrageously.

Still, the forged certificate had said the villa covered more than five hundred square meters. Perhaps that part was true.

The five hundred-plus square meters referred only to the living area. It did not include the private gardens, separate driveway, private leisure grounds, and other amenities provided by Shengshen Residence.

In any case, having a home like that in the heart of such a bustling city would truly be wonderful.

“If I could live there at some point in my life, I could die content,” one of the young women said enviously.

“Enough. Stop dreaming. One hundred million yuan—that’s equivalent to our entire Baili Group—” Mo Xiufang began, intending to put a damper on the girl’s fantasies, but she noticed Li Qingying standing there and stopped herself.

A villa that cost as much as the entire Baili Group was not something an ordinary person could afford.

Not only could none of them afford it—even General Manager Li Qingying and Madam Li herself could only fantasize about it. Neither would dare actually buy it.

People had once said that owning Immortal Villa No. 1 at Shengshen Residence was a symbol of the wealthiest person in Qingshan City.

Even some major tycoons might not be allowed to buy it. Victor Realty would determine whether to sell the property based on the buyer’s identity.

It was not enough simply to be rich. At the very least, the buyer had to have an impeccable background. Otherwise, they would not be qualified to purchase it.

Listening to the young women, Li Qingying felt as though her mind were going numb.

He Haoxuan had taken his joke far too far. Forging a certificate for the largest villa in Shengshen Residence could cause serious trouble later.

Still, she could not entirely blame him. He had heard that properties were available at Shengshen Residence and had asked someone to prepare the forged certificate. He had come from a laborer’s background—how could he have known all these details?

Li Qingying could not dwell on it any longer. As she headed outside, she took out her phone and called He Haoxuan.

“Where are you?”

“Wife, I’m on my way home. Have you eaten?” He Haoxuan was driving home.

He could not afford to provoke a young woman like Li Qingwan, so he had decided to leave as quickly as possible.

“I haven’t eaten. Be careful on the road. I’ll see you at home.” Li Qingying hung up.

Just as He Haoxuan was about to set the phone beside the passenger seat, it rang again.

Assuming it was Li Qingying calling back, He Haoxuan answered. “Wife?”

“For heaven’s sake, He Haoxuan! I knew you’d been treating me so well back then because you had ulterior motives!” Cao Dawei’s frightened voice came through the phone.

“Cao Dawei, get lost! I’m not interested in men. Don’t flatter yourself.” Only then did He Haoxuan realize that he had addressed the wrong person.

“Really? If you weren’t so fond of me, how would you know that I’ve just found a girlfriend and want to buy Lu Ran concert tickets to impress her?” Cao Dawei laughed.

“Ah, it’s a long story. I’ve saved two tickets for you. When are you coming to get them?” He Haoxuan asked.

“I’m coming over right now. Where are you?” Cao Dawei shouted.

He knew that He Haoxuan was a live-in son-in-law. To outsiders, he might appear to be living a glamorous life, but in reality, he was constantly bullied and humiliated.

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