139: Chapter 139 Old Su fantasizes about a rich husband and goes home to brag about his young lover.

He sat upright on the sofa, his gaze fixed intently on the other person.

It made Tang Luochuan feel a bit creeped out.

"Is this old guy a pervert? Think about it, I'm young, a spirited... a handsome lad who looks like Pan An... Damn, once I buy this house, I have to go back and check for pinhole cameras!"

Su Bingqiang felt a bit uneasy; there were still plenty of outstanding young teachers in Shanghai.

This one in front of him was not only handsome but also wealthy.

Why couldn't his daughter meet someone like this? And he didn't even know what kind of character her current boyfriend was!!

As he thought about it, a sense of selfishness began to rise within him.

"Young man, are you seeing anyone?" Su Bingqiang asked suddenly.

Tang Luochuan nodded: "Yes, I am."

"Oh, how many?" He understood that a young master from such a wealthy family certainly wouldn't have just one.

Tang Luochuan felt a bit embarrassed: "Three... Hehe..."

"Mhm, that's to be expected! A young man as outstanding as you, and so handsome."

"Thanks for the compliment..."

The young man's polite demeanor made Su Bingqiang feel favorably toward him.

Especially the moment he saw him transfer the money; it was simply incredibly cool.

"This kid is really great! This is the standard template for a son-in-law!" He was frantically encouraging himself internally, thinking he should let him meet his daughter.

Let Su Wantang make a comparison and tell his daughter what it means for there to be someone better than the best!

"I'm not forcing my daughter! Just this kid alone, it's hard for a girl not to like him..." Su Bingqiang made a comparison in his mind.

He compared the young man in front of him with Gao Mingxuan.

The young man's gaze had a bit more clarity, a bit more composure, and even a sense of sincerity.

Whereas with Gao Mingxuan, he always felt like the guy was putting on airs and carried a sense of hypocrisy...

The real estate agents here were working with incredible speed, far exceeding their usual efficiency!

Because they were also afraid—afraid that the Su Bingqiang in front of them would turn this wealthy young master into a 'son-in-law' right then and there.

Then there would be no point in them doing business.

Soon, the contract was processed, and the remaining transfer procedures were directly handled by the agency.

It would take a week at the fastest, or half a month at the slowest.

Both sides paid the agency fees readily...

The moment they received the agency fees, the staff at the real estate center finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As for what happened next, it didn't matter; even if this Tang Luochuan went to their house right now to become a son or a live-in son-in-law, it was none of their business.

Meanwhile, Tang Luochuan was chatting 'happily' with Su Bingqiang.

This happiness was merely superficial.

An old fox like Su Bingqiang was very good at building rapport and finding topics to discuss...

Even if Tang Luochuan didn't want to talk, the other party could always find an opening.

"I have a daughter at home, she's a few years older than you..." Su Bingqiang finally brought up the key issue.

As for the house, it still had to be sold! Whether his daughter could be matched with the kid in front of him was not guaranteed.

More importantly, he was truly tight on funds, so he had to get the money first...

"Oh..." Tang Luochuan replied indifferently, having no interest.

He was currently clutching the keys in his hand, his mind completely occupied with what furniture he should add to the house.

"She's from the Shanghai Theatre Academy, majoring in dance..."

"Mhm~" Tang Luochuan let it go in one ear and out the other, not caring at all what the other person was saying, nodding as they both walked toward the entrance.

The procedures were almost done; the house was basically his.

There was no need to waste breath on the old man! But, well, social etiquette had to be maintained.

"Look, you spent so much money, your uncle would like to treat you to a meal, what do you think?" Su Bingqiang was determined to see if his daughter could take a liking to this young man.

Because in Su Bingqiang's mind, this guy was very outstanding.

"Uncle! This is just business; no one is taking advantage of anyone, and no one is losing out! One is willing to buy, one is willing to sell, so there's no need to treat me to a meal."

"I actually wanted you to meet my daughter..." Seeing the situation, Su Bingqiang had no choice but to speak the truth.

As he spoke, he took out his phone and continued: "Let me show you her photo."

"No need, no need! Uncle, let's leave it at that for today. I already have three at home, and I really..."

"Oh come on... just take a look..."

"No! Well, I have things to do, I need to get busy! See you!"

"Hey..."

Watching the young man leave without even turning his head, and getting into a rolls-royce cullinan, he felt even more annoyed.

"Damn it, such a good young man! Wantang, that girl, she really needs to open her eyes! Why can't she ever meet someone like this??"

Back home, the more Su Bingqiang thought about it, the more something felt off.

When do people hallucinate? At their most helpless moments.

When you lack money, you imagine yourself being rich and read some "God-level Tycoon" novels.

When you refuse to bow to fate but face setbacks, you read about high-martial arts, ruthless killings, and conquering the world.

Su Bingqiang was currently tight on money, fantasizing about 'having a system', and this system was to hook a golden son-in-law.

As for his own daughter, he understood very well that she was a 'little loser'.

However, he wasn't particularly anxious; at the very least, he had enough money. He would pause for a while, and once the project was completed, the money would come back.

He was confident about this; the project indeed had huge potential.

"Wife, do you know who I met today?" Su Bingqiang thought about it and decided he was willing to share today's encounter with his wife, though he couldn't mention the house sale just yet.

"Who?"

"An 18-year-old..."

"Girl? Old Su... you f***ing..."

"Oh, a young man! A very wealthy young man, a handsome talent, what are you talking about? If I met an 18-year-old girl, would I tell you?? Uh... no, that's not what I meant, I just didn't..."

"Su Bingqiang, what are you trying to do? Huh?" Li Haixia said, slapping him hard.

Su Bingqiang said: "No, I'm saying our daughter has a boyfriend, but I think the one I met today is better."

"Good boys are a dime a dozen on the street; let Wantang find one herself. Didn't we agree not to interfere?"

"That's what I said, but the one today is truly exceptional! He drives a rolls-royce cullinan, he's 18... he throws around tens of millions, what do you say... how about that?"

"Tens of millions? Are you stupid?"

Su Bingqiang patted his chest and said: "I... I saw it with my own eyes. Anyway... how should I put it, the young man is very good!"

"Is having money so great? Is it that easy to be a wife in a top-tier wealthy family? Pfft!" Li Haixia was unimpressed; she still felt her daughter's happiness was more important.

Su Bingqiang continued: "The young man is handsome and honest; I don't think he's someone who has high standards but low abilities! The main thing is that someone with his conditions is rare. I respect Wantang's opinion, but I think they should at least meet."

Having said this, Su Bingqiang suddenly laughed confidently: "That's it, once Wantang sees him, she'll definitely dump that boyfriend of hers! As a man, I understand men better than you all do... no matter what kind of boyfriend our Wantang finds, he absolutely won't be able to compare to the young man today!"

Hearing her husband say this, Li Haixia was also a bit skeptical: "Really??"

"Re-really!"