Chapter Twenty-Four: This Son-in-law Is Truly Extraordinary

Han Xiang and Su Xiaoling had finally left.

That evening, when Chen Yang returned home after work, he was surprised to find a red Ferrari sports car parked in front of Qin Muxue’s house. Chen Yang was taken aback, wondering why such a car would be at his doorstep.

He didn’t dwell on it, simply opened the door and walked into the villa. Inside, he saw a young man in a blue suit, a rose tucked into the pocket above his right chest. The young man looked sharp and handsome. Han Qin sat beside him, speaking eagerly.

The moment Chen Yang saw the young man, he felt an inexplicable discomfort.

He couldn’t quite pinpoint the reason.

Chen Yang looked at the young man; the young man looked back. Their eyes met. The young man softly said to Han Qin, “Aunt Han, he’s back.”

Han Qin turned her head and, seeing Chen Yang, wore an expression of disdain. “Why are you back so early?”

“Mom, who’s this slick guy?” Chen Yang spoke bluntly, showing no courtesy.

Han Qin’s face turned cold. “Watch your mouth! Be polite to Jiang Tao.”

“Oh, so it’s Mr. Jiang. What brings you to my house?” Chen Yang asked.

Jiang Tao smiled and glanced at Han Qin, clearly waiting for her to answer.

Han Qin frowned, thought for a moment, and said, “Chen Yang, I’ll be honest with you. Jiang Tao is here to pursue a relationship with Qin Muxue.”

“A relationship?”

Chen Yang muttered.

After hearing Han Qin’s words, everything became clear to him.

A relationship? He and Qin Muxue were still married, yet Han Qin had invited a guy with a Ferrari to pursue Qin Muxue? What nonsense.

Suddenly, Chen Yang recalled the strange looks Han Xiang gave him that morning as she left. Could it be that Jiang Tao was introduced by Han Xiang?

“Mom, you’re crazy,” Chen Yang shouted angrily.

Han Qin became furious. “Who are you calling crazy? Watch your tone!”

“You want Qin Muxue to commit bigamy?” Chen Yang raged.

Han Qin replied passionately, “Jiang Tao is such a great match. If he and Muxue get along, Muxue would divorce you first, obviously.”

“Divorce me? Have you lost your mind?” Chen Yang felt an impulse to slap Han Qin, but remembering she was Qin Muxue’s mother, he held back.

At that moment, Qin Muxue charged downstairs, furious, and shouted at Han Qin, “Mom, stop making trouble!”

Han Qin looked wounded. “You’re siding with him too?”

Qin Muxue replied earnestly, “Don’t you think what you’re doing is too much?”

“Too much? Do you know Jiang Tao is the chairman of a five-hundred-employee company, with a master’s degree from Harvard? He’s not looking down on you, and you’re not even trying to impress him?”

Qin Muxue’s eyes reddened from anger. “Mom, Chen Yang hasn’t really done anything wrong these past five years.”

After saying this, Qin Muxue turned and went upstairs.

“That damn girl,” Han Qin cursed angrily.

Chen Yang was deeply moved by Qin Muxue’s words.

Really, if not for his mother-in-law’s meddling, none of these troubles would exist.

Jiang Tao now wore a displeased expression.

Seeing this, Han Qin pointed at Chen Yang’s nose and said, “Chen Yang, get the hell out right now. Xiao Jiang, sit down, I’ll handle this.”

Jiang Tao sat down bitterly on the sofa.

Han Qin then scolded Chen Yang, “Are you leaving or not? Well?”

“Fine, I’ll leave. I’ll leave,” Chen Yang replied coldly.

He agreed so easily because he had just thought of a perfect plan to stir things up.

Mother-in-law, go ahead and make trouble.

I, Chen Yang, will show you what real power looks like.

He turned and left the villa. Han Qin breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again, and smiled at Jiang Tao, “Xiao Jiang, I hope that didn’t frighten you?”

Jiang Tao quickly shook his head. “Not at all, Aunt Han. Where’s Muxue? Please ask her to come down, I’d like to chat for a bit before I leave, I have something else to attend to.”

Han Qin was delighted by Jiang Tao’s gentle and scholarly demeanor.

She hurriedly stood up, about to call Qin Muxue from upstairs, when suddenly there was a loud bang outside—the sound of someone smashing a car.

Han Qin and Jiang Tao both looked startled.

Jiang Tao rushed to the window and looked outside, only to witness a shocking scene: Chen Yang had somehow hauled over a large stone and was smashing all the windows of his Ferrari.

Jiang Tao’s heart ached—this was his beloved Ferrari, which had cost him over two million yuan.

Jiang Tao hurried to the villa entrance, and Han Qin quickly followed.

When they reached the door, Chen Yang threw the stone aside, dusted his hands, and smiled, “Isn’t this much better?”

Han Qin was dumbfounded.

This was a Ferrari—a luxury car!

Chen Yang really dared to smash it. Although Han Qin didn’t know much about cars, she understood that repairing such a car would be very expensive.

She was filled with disbelief.

Was Chen Yang now some sort of car-smashing prince?

Jiang Tao was heartbroken.

That Ferrari was like his girlfriend; even a scratch would pain him deeply.

He was the chairman of a five-hundred-employee company, but it was a family business, and his monthly allowance was only about twenty thousand yuan.

He’d saved up nearly a year’s worth of allowance to buy that Ferrari.

Now, with Chen Yang smashing his car to pieces, how could Jiang Tao not be devastated?

Jiang Tao exploded in rage: “You must compensate me for my car!”

“What junk car? I think it’s ugly. It deserved to be smashed,” Chen Yang replied domineeringly.

Just then, Qin Muxue, hearing the smashing, was drawn downstairs.

When she reached the villa entrance and saw Chen Yang had smashed the Ferrari, she was astonished.

Jiang Tao, both furious and distressed, said, “You must compensate me for my car! It’s a fully imported vehicle, repairing it is extremely difficult. You smashed all the windows. If you don’t restore it to its original state, I won’t let this go.”

Han Qin, his mother-in-law, chimed in, “Chen Yang, you must pay up. This is an imported car. Let’s see how much you can pay.”

“I have no money.” Chen Yang sneered. “Mother-in-law, all these troubles today are your doing, aren’t they?”

“I never told you to smash the car!” Han Qin retorted.

Chen Yang laughed coldly. “You think he’s some promising young man? Believe it or not, with one call, he’ll apologize and leave immediately.”

“Oh, such big talk. Who do you think you are?” Han Qin said disdainfully.

Chen Yang already had a plan. He looked at Jiang Tao. “You look respectable, but why do you like destroying other people’s families?”

Jiang Tao shouted angrily, “I’ve never destroyed anyone’s family! You and Muxue are married in name only. Muxue is essentially single. I like her and pursue her—there’s nothing wrong with that!”

“You say Muxue and I are married in name only?” Chen Yang sneered.

He strode over to Qin Muxue, and before she could react, he kissed her hard on the cheek.

Qin Muxue’s face instantly flushed.

Han Qin couldn’t bear to look—her eyes burned.

Chen Yang ignored them, looked at Jiang Tao, and asked, “You say Muxue and I are married in name only?”

Jiang Tao’s face turned red with anger. “Didn’t you see how much Muxue resisted just now? You’re living in your own world.”

“Save your nonsense. Tell me, what company are you chairman of? Dare to say?”

Jiang Tao replied contemptuously, “My company is called Jiangyuan Group. Look it up online—assets of five hundred million.”

“Wow.”

Chen Yang laughed.

Five hundred million, is that a lot? It’s only a fortieth of his own total assets.

How boastful.

Chen Yang called Lin Qianyao and asked him to handle the matter.

Soon, Jiang Tao’s phone rang; he took it out and his expression changed instantly—it was his father, Jiang Yuan, calling.

In fact, Jiangyuan Group was founded by his father, who is the real controller. Jiang Tao was made chairman just for experience.

All major decisions in Jiangyuan Group were made by his father.

Jiang Tao quickly answered the call and immediately heard his father’s furious roar: “You damned brat, what trouble have you caused now?”

Jiang Tao’s face changed drastically.

Jiang Yuan continued, “Tell me, are you at the house of a woman named Qin Muxue?”

Jiang Tao swallowed hard.

“Do you know that Qin Muxue’s husband, Mr. Chen, is someone you can’t afford to offend? Yet you’re trying to steal his wife—are you insane?” Jiang Yuan cursed.

Jiang Tao’s legs went weak, nearly collapsing.

Jiang Yuan then commanded angrily, “Apologize to Mr. Chen immediately, get his forgiveness, and come back at once to run the company properly. Stop causing trouble.”

Jiang Tao realized he might have caused a major disaster. He hurriedly said, “Dad, I didn’t know… Okay, I’ll apologize right away.”

Jiang Yuan, too angry to speak, hung up.

Afterwards, Jiang Tao quickly looked at Chen Yang and said, “Mr. Chen, I apologize. Please forgive my ignorance. I’ll leave now, right away.”

His words stunned Han Qin.

Why would Jiang Tao apologize to Chen Yang?

What made Chen Yang so special?

Jiang Tao then turned to Han Qin, “Aunt Han, please don’t contact me again. Sorry for today.”

He hurried toward his Ferrari, while Han Qin was left bewildered.

She called out to Jiang Tao, bu