Although Qiao Haidong was over forty this year, he looked like he was only in his thirties, his face devoid of any wrinkles and his hair dense and black.
He was rather tall, with a well-maintained physique, handso features, and had a warm masculinity in his ticulous care for others.
Those unaware of his true character could never imagine that he was a scum of a man, rotten to the core.
The worse the man, the more deceptive they can be.
When had ca to sweet-talking won, Qiao Haidong would humiliate himself to the dirt, an act other n wouldn't be able to compete with even after a hundred years of practice.
By the end of this al, Qiao Haidong had successfully secured a five-million loan.
Although he was still not satisfied, thinking that Madam Lu was too stingy, he still pretended to be elated, gratefully shaking Madam Lu's hand, continuously complinting and thanking her.
Madam Lu was quite pleased. She slowly pulled her hand back, raised her head, and left with Lan Yuyi.
The mont she left, Qiao Haidong's expression changed.
He drove ho with a gloomy face.
Looking at the extra five million in his account, he cursed angrily, "That old hag is hard to trick. I waited on her so attentively, and she only gave five million! Does she think I'm begging?!".
Qiao Lainan and a few others were staying at his villa. Hearing his words, they all gathered around.
"Eldest Uncle, what's wrong? Who are you talking about? Isn't five million enough? People in our village can't earn five million in a lifeti!"
Qiao Haidong glanced at them, irritably retorting, "What do you guys understand? In the city, five million can't do much. The Lu family is so wealthy, Madam Lu is being too stingy. She should at least give ten million!"
Seeing him angry, Qiao Lainan hurried over to comfort him, "You're right, Eldest Uncle. It's all Madam Lu's fault, she's too small-minded. As her closest in-law, she should be giving you twenty or thirty million, not just ten!"
Qiao Haidong nodded his head in agreent, "Exactly!"
"However, Eldest Uncle, I think this has little to do with you. It might be my cousin... she must have offended Madam Lu. Today, when I visited my brother-in-law, my cousin went too. Madam Lu seed to really dislike her, and as well, by extension."
Sitting on the sofa, Qiao Haidong seethed, "Yes, bla it all on Qiao Yin! If it wasn't for her ruining the relationship, would I need to humble myself so much?"
Qiao Lainan tried to soothe him in a soft voice, "Eldest Uncle, calm down. Once I get my brother-in-law's contact, I'm sure I can help improve your relationship with the Lu family."
Finally, Qiao Haidong repressed his anger and got down to business, "Speaking of which, you went to et Lu Lingche today. How did it go? Did you notice if he treated you differently from others?"
Qiao Lainan certainly didn't want to admit that Lu Lingche had been indifferent to her. Until now, he hadn't even said a word to her.
Her cheeks blushed as she feigned shyness, "I don't know how my brother-in-law treats others, but he was looking at my face all the ti today. Eldest Uncle, you were right, he seems to like my type."
In fact, Qiao Haidong was not at all certain about what type Lu Lingche actually preferred.
Because from his aesthetic perspective, Qiao Yin was far more attractive than Lan Yuyi. He had assud that Lu Lingche's affair with Lan Yuyi was just due to a craving for novelty.
Unexpectedly, he really did prefer this type.
He couldn't help but scorn internally, not understanding Lu Lingche's taste for bland-looking won.
However, it was also possible that Lu Lingche preferred won of a gentle disposition, unlike Qiao Yin's prickly personality.
"Alright, as long as he likes you, that's all that matters. I have a plan here that can quickly get you married into the Lu family. Are you willing?"
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