The Crazy Son-In-Law

“Don’t you want to explain?” Yao Cen asked as they were on their way back to the company.

“About Golden Harrow?” Xiao Shun pondered for a moment. “Well, the Sikong family sold their shares, and I bought some. Before I knew it, I became the major shareholder.”

Yao Cen was speechless. Of course, she had an idea about how much money that would cost. “How much did you spend?”

“One point five billion.”

Although she knew it required a lot of money, when Xiao Shun mentioned the number, her heart still skipped a beat.

“Where on earth did you get the money? From the Song family?”

“It’s my money. Remember the one billion check I gave you last time?” Xiao Shun reminded her.

She instantly remembered something. This bastard did give her a one billion check, but who would have thought it was real? It was one billion…

“Alright, I’ll tell you the details later. Just focus on driving,” Xiao Shun said as he noticed her uneasiness.

Yao Cen’s mind was indeed complex now. Regardless of whether it was one or one point five billion, it was an unimaginable sum of money in Stillwater. But to Xiao Shun, it seemed like it was nothing.

Before, she thought Xiao Shun was not good enough for her because he was poor and useless. But what about now? She got Starline only because of Xiao Shun.

Everyone said that men would turn bad when they had money. She was only experiencing the phase where Xiao Shun was getting better. But this speed was too much for her to handle.

All sorts of strange thoughts flooded her mind uncontrollably.

After Xiao Shun and Yao Cen returned to the company, Xiao Shun stayed for a while and then went to Goodhealth Herbs to purchase some herbs. Song Linger should be running out of herbs very soon by now.

…

Around 3 pm, a Rolls-Royce parked on a slope half a mile away from Starline.

This was a T-shaped intersection. The slope was not steep and connected to a main road running from east to west. At the end of the slope was Starline’s office building and factory.

Sikong Xinyong got out of the car and looked at the gray office building not far away.

This factory was built a pretty long time ago and thus had a prime location, and the local government even planned a conservation area nearby. Although it was winter, the lush pines and cypresses stood on both sides of the road like two rows of soldiers on guard duty. The scenery around him was not monotonous like other places, and it looked more like spring.

“Old master, it’s windy here. Let’s go back,” the butler said, standing on the side.

He wondered why his master suddenly wanted to come to this place. However, he didn’t dare to ask. His master looked strange and gloomy since he woke up early today. The color of his pupils seemed to be different from yesterday. They were no longer black but brown. He exuded a strange aura that made him feel afraid.

“You should go back,” Sikong Xinyong said lightly after a moment of silence, devoid of emotion.

“But what about you, old master?” the butler asked.

“I have something to do. You don’t have to worry about me,” Sikong Xinyong said.

“How can that be, old master? I…”

If he left and something happened to his master, how would the Sikong family do to him?

“Go back,” Sikong Xinyong interrupted him before he could finish his sentence.

Only two words, but they carried an unyielding tone that allowed no disobedience.

He nodded and hesitated before returning to the car. He turned the car around and slowly drove away.

After the butler left, Sikong Xinrong walked briskly along the not-so-spacious asphalt road in front of him. At this moment, he didn’t look like an old man over ninety years old at all.

Soon, he arrived at the entrance of Starline. It was a cold weekend day, and to be honest, the company had just started up, so there were not many people around the entrance.

Two young men were on duty in the security room today. The tall and thin one was called Liu Mang, and the other one was a tall and strong man called Yu Dayong.

When they saw an old man they had never seen before just walking in without saying a word, Yu Dayong immediately ran out of the security room and caught up with him.

Given their age and social status, they naturally did not recognize Sikong Xinrong, the head of the Sikong family, one of the four major families that used to dominate Stillwater. Moreover, he had walked alone all the way here, so they naturally could not imagine that he was Sikong Xinrong.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“Old man, what do you want?” Yu Dayong asked him, blocking his way.

“I’m looking for Xiao Shun.” Sikong Xinrong’s face remained unchanged, and his tone was cold.

“Mr. Xiao? Do you know him? I’ve never seen you before,” Liu Mang looked him up and down. There were no employees in the factory as old as he was.

Sikong Xinrong ignored him and went straight inside.

“Hey, what’s going on, old man? You can’t go in! Don’t think we won’t dare to touch you just because you’re old!” Yu Dayong hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and scolded him.

But before he could finish, Sikong Xinrong’s dry hand had already grabbed his neck as fast as lightning, and he instantly felt like he was being squeezed by a powerful iron clamp. He couldn’t breathe, and his neck felt like it was about to break at any moment.

Then, he felt a strong force lifting him up, and his feet left the ground.

Liu Mang saw this scene and his pupils contracted. Such a thin and withered old man was able to lift up a young man who weighed over two hundred pounds with one hand, and his feet were off the ground for a full thirty centimeters!

He was taken aback and immediately took out his electric baton from his waist, shouting angrily, “Let him go! Otherwise, you will regret it!”

Actually he was worried if he used his baton with this old man, he might really kill him, so he didn’t dare to easily attack Sikong Xinrong.

However, Yu Dayong’s face turned livid, as if he was about to run out of breath.

He immediately stepped forward to tackle Sikong Xinrong, but unexpectedly he only felt a sudden sharp pain that spread throughout his body in an instant.

He looked down and found that his chest was already covered in blood. Crimson blood was flowing out of his body, and the old man’s other hand had already pierced through his chest!

His mind went blank in an instant, and he opened his mouth in shock and horror. He slowly looked up, staring at the thin and weak old man in front of him with disbelief.

How could this be!

This was impossible!

What kind of monster was this old man?

They were just trying to stop him, but he killed them!? And he couldn’t figure out how one hand could easily pierce through his chest.

However, fate did not give him any extra time to think about these things.

His vision turned black, and a young life disappeared in an instant.

He fell to the ground, his body limp, and Sikong Xinrong’s hand, stained with warm blood, also withdrew from his body.