Cheng Su’s relentless mockery made Zhang Yujun’s face turn unsightly; the look he gave Cheng Su was full of defiance.
Even if he was lacking, he was still born with the looks of a gentleman and not without talent. It was only because of his poor background that he never had a chance to make a name for himself, and what was wrong with actively trying to seize one?
And who was this Cheng Su to point fingers and meddle so much in his affairs? It was too much!
Zhang Yujun decided to ignore her, not believing that County Chief Ying would actually disregard his own reputation and career path. His daughter had already slept with him; who else would want her now?
Well, okay, although he hadn’t dared to actually do anything to her, what kind of girl would share a bed with a man without any formal relationship status?
In the end, the Ying family would definitely have to marry off their daughter to him, once they’d swallowed their pride!
"Xiao Ya, I love you, please marry me!" Unable to get Cheng Su’s loudspeaker, Zhang Yujun simply opened his throat and shouted at the top of his lungs.
Cheng Su was instantly infuriated to the point of almost falling backward!
Damn it, this goddamned bastard!
Just as she was about to retort, she suddenly heard the screeching sound of tires, and saw a red Santana stop at the entrance of the housing area. A door opened, and someone got out and hurried towards them.
Cheng Su narrowed her eyes to see the newcomer, big and fat with a look of urgency. Could this be Zhang Yujun’s Uncle?
"Yujun, you worthless thing, what are you doing here?" The man with the big head and wide ears bellowed in a panic.
Zhang Yujun was stunned for a moment, then turned around: "Uncle, what are you doing here?"
"You good-for-nothing kid, you’re going to be the death of me. Come back home with me now!" Big Head reached out to grab him.
"Who I am is not important. I just hope your nephew stops showing up at the Ying family’s doorstep!" Cheng Su dropped the words and turned to leave.
Zhu Ahsheng was stunned for a moment, while Zhang Yujun continued to seethe: "What’s she so proud of? She’s just Xiao Ya’s friend."
Zhu Ahsheng, not caring about Cheng Su, dragged his nephew into the car and scolded him fiercely: "Haven’t I told you before? If you want to date someone, you should do it with integrity and rely on your own abilities. Look what you’ve done now. What kind of mess is this? You’ll be the death of me, you blockhead!"
"Didn’t I have no other choice? Uncle, no matter what I do, she won’t be with me. I had no choice. But don’t worry, sooner or later, I’ll be the son-in-law of the Ying family!" Zhang Yujun remained unrepentant.
"Still dreaming, huh? With your half-baked attempts, you might as well have just taken her to bed outright! Now look at the mess you’ve created, bringing trouble our way. No need to say more, you need to go back to the countryside and lay low for a while until this blows over!" Zhu Ahsheng made a decisive call to action.
"Why?" Zhang Yujun’s eyes widened, his face full of blatant disapproval.

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