A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 34

It was night and the city had just started to light up.

Beside Yunwu Lake, along Binhe Boulevard, Qiu Luo and his family were speeding around in their newly acquired car.

Inside the vehicle was a picture of familial bliss. A beautiful melody wafted through from the car's audio system as Qiu Luo steered the car along the boulevard. His son-in-law, Chu Wen-Fei, was riding shotgun while his wife and daughter were seated in the backseat. Their eyes radiated happiness as they enjoyed their night out.

"Dad, how does it feel? Driving a million yuan luxury car sure feels different, right?

"When Wen-Fei fixes the Maserati, we can take that out for a spin.” Qiu Mu-Ying said smugly.

When his wife mentioned the Maserati, Chu Wen-Fei could not help feeling nervous.

It was strange. He had tried many methods, but he could never get the car to start. After his failures, he had called his uncle, Chu Yue, to ask him for the key. But, unexpectedly, his uncle knew nothing about the Maserati.

Therefore, Chu Wen-Fei was flummoxed.

Chu Yue had been working as his father's right hand man and was privy to many secrets. If the former knew nothing about the car, then perhaps his father had never sent him the car?

"Wen-Fei, why are you keeping quiet? When are you going to fix the Maserati?"

"When the time comes, you can drive the Maserati with Ying-Ying. And your father will drive this Phaeton with me. When we go out for our family outings, we will be driving two million-yuan luxury cars. That will make us look really good, right?" The more Wang Qiao-Yu thought about the cars, the happier she became. Her vanity had been thoroughly satisfied.

"Soon, mom," Chu Wen-Fei said perfunctorily and smiled a guilty smile.

"But Qiao-Yu, I heard this car was given to Mu-Cheng by a mysterious tycoon? How come it's ours now?" Just then, Qiu Luo interrupted the conversation with a question.

Wang Qiao-Yu snorted and said, "Because you have a capable wife."

"But I have to say, your niece and that Ye Fan are idiots. They can't even protect their properties. Ying-Ying and I made up some nonsense, and convinced your father to let us have the gifts."

"On top of this car, we also have a jade hairpin that used to belong to European royalty. It's worth a lot."

Wang Qiao-Yu felt rather smug when she recounted the events that had happened at the Qiu's family house.

"Ai, mom, look. Isn't that Qiu Mu-Cheng and her trash at the bus stop?" When Qiu Mu-Ying spotted her cousin and Ye Fan by the roadside, she started to point and yell at the couple.

"Damn, it's really them?"

"Haha, honey, let's drive over there and have a chat with them."

As the Qius in the car chatted among themselves, the luxury car did a sudden about-turn and a magnificent drift that seemed to serve no purpose whatsoever. Then it stopped in front of Qiu Mu-Cheng and Ye Fan.

Qiu Mu-Cheng would wait for a bus at this spot, everyday after work. So when she saw a car stop in front of her, she looked confused for a moment. Then the window rolled down to reveal Wang Qiao-Yu and Qiu Mu-Ying sitting in the backseat.

"Eh, isn't this Mu-Cheng?”

"What are you doing? Waiting for a bus? Why don't you take a cab instead?"

"Mom, do you even have to ask? Cabs are probably too expensive for Mu-Cheng." "Yes yes yes, I almost forgot. Mu-Cheng has to take care of three freeloaders, and one of them is a useless live-in son-in-law. No wonder she has to live frugally."

Both mother and daughter performed a duet that was filled with their smugness and ridicule for their less well-off relatives.

When the people around them heard the contents of the conversation, they looked strangely at Ye Fan and his wife. After all, nowadays, being a live-in son-in-law was nothing to be proud of.

"Ying-Ying, why don't we let Mu-Cheng and Ye Fan come on board? We can drive them to their destination, and help them save some money?" Wang Qiao-Yu continued to mock the couple.

But Qiu Mu-Ying put on a look of disdain and said: "Mom, we can't do that. This is a million-yuan luxury car. Only people like us can sit in it. People who take public transport will only dirty our car if we let them in. I bet the stains will be hard to remove." 'You are right." The discourse between mother and daughter had a tone of superiority, as if they were at a much higher level than Qiu Mu-Cheng and Ye Fan.

"Mu-Cheng, it can't be helped then. You should continue to wait for your bus here. We will continue with our car trip to the lake."

"Oh yeah, sitting in a million-yuan luxury car sure feels different. I have to thank you for giving such a splendid car to our family."

"Haha~"

After saying their piece, Wang Qiao-Yu and her family departed in a roar of laughter.

And Qiu Mu-Cheng was left fuming at the bus stop.

"My aunt and her family are too outrageous."

"How could they use the company car for a pleasure trip?"

"Grandfather designated this car for company use. It's not just for their family."

Qiu Mu-Cheng got herself so worked up that her eyes had already turned bloodshot. The events today had made her very unhappy.

Those gifts were hers by right. How could her relatives just take them away? Who gave them that right?

"Mu-Cheng, don't get agitated. Maybe this could be a blessing in disguise?"

While Ye Fan and his wife were waiting for their bus, Wang Qiao-Yu and her family had already reached Yunwu Lake.

"Haha~"

"As expected of a million-yuan luxury car. It sure is a different driving experience."

As the Phaeton sped along the road, the deep rumble of its engine sounded like the growl of a wild beast. Its luxurious accessories provided an opulent driving experience and, as it raced without a care in the world, it drew admiring glances from the passerbys.

"Haha~" "This is life, eh?" "This is life~"

Wang Qiao-Yu and her family were enjoying their first ride on board a millionyuan luxury car, so it was only natural that their egos had become overly inflated, as if they had already reached the pinnacle of their lives.

"Dad, the traffic cops!"

"Quick, reduce your speed. Reduce your speed!”

"It's already 160!"

"You will be caught!"

But while Wang Qiao-Yu and her family were floating on cloud nine, the sharp-eyed Chu Wen-Fei managed to spot the road block ahead of them and so he desperately warned Qiu Luo to reduce speed.