Chapter 106 - Betrayal of Marriage!
“Second Aunt, Cousin, come join us for a meal.”
Su Ming offered a serene smile.
“What?”
Su Tian paused briefly before responding, “Alright.”
He exchanged a glance with his mother, and together they cautiously shifted to seats adjacent to their original ones.
“Su Tian is your cousin?”
Zhang Chongyang seemed taken aback.
“Yes, he is.”
Su Ming confirmed with a nod.
“So, you two are related?”
Zhang Chongyang chuckled, turning to Su Tian, “Alright, I'll make sure your loan gets approved as soon as I return.”
“Thank you.”
Su Tian stuttered out his gratitude.
He had been waiting for news on his loan application for over two months, hoping to secure 20 million. With a car, a house, and savings, not to mention his father-in-law's substantial means, the loan should have been straightforward.
Yet, he had heard nothing for so long.
Su Tian had intended to flaunt his success today, but things hadn't gone as planned.
However, upon seeing Su Ming, Zhang Chongyang immediately declared the loan approved.
Just who was his cousin, and why was he becoming more enigmatic by the day?
As Su Tian's thoughts raced, Zhang Chongyang bluntly added, “Tian, your wife's behavior is quite reckless. It's one thing to have had many boyfriends before marriage, but her post-marital antics are unacceptable.”
The room fell silent at Zhang Chongyang's words.
Su Tian's face flushed with embarrassment, acutely aware of the eyes now fixed on him.
The villagers were aware of his wife's affluent background when they married. They didn't have a village ceremony but instead celebrated at a five-star hotel in Eastsea City.
Thus, while everyone knew Su Tian was married, the details of his wife's life remained a mystery—until now.
Zhang Chongyang's statement had piqued everyone's curiosity, leaving Su Tian feeling exceedingly uncomfortable.
He wished Vice President Zhang would stop; he had chosen to marry in Eastsea City precisely to avoid such gossip.
But there was no stopping Zhang Chongyang, a man of even higher standing than his father-in-law.
“I really had no idea,” Su Tian said, his face awash with embarrassment.
The people around him caught on immediately after hearing his words. It was clear that Zhang Chongyang's statement was the truth.
“How could you be unaware of something so crucial? I usually stay out of others' affairs, but this involves your wife dipping her fingers into our bank's affairs. She's entangled with several of our bank's directors and managers,” someone pointed out.
Zhang Chongyang's revelation sent shockwaves through the crowd. Truth be told, Zhang was the bank's vice president.
Would he bother with such personal issues? Not at all.
His true thoughts were: What my subordinates do is their own business, as long as it's legal and benefits the bank. Their personal lives are of no concern to us.
Yet, Zhang Chongyang was astute enough to notice right away that Su Tian and Su Ming were at odds. Su Ming was a major client of their bank, owning a piece of downtown land valued at ten billion. And according to President Chen, this land was just a fraction of Su Ming's wealth.
What did that imply? It meant that even a small favor from Su Ming could significantly improve their lives.
Not to mention, the Golden Bamboo Shoots Su Ming had recently sold were still sitting in the vault, awaiting appreciation to sell for a hefty profit.
Zhang Chongyang and President Chen were cut from the same cloth—both slick operators skilled in the art of flattery. They could praise Su Ming while simultaneously shaming someone else.
“I…” Su Tian stammered, wishing the ground would swallow him up.
“Old Sun never disciplined his daughter. She's had a slew of boyfriends since middle school—I'm aware of over fifty. It's surprising she's still so frivolous, even as a married woman,” Zhang Chongyang sighed, shaking his head with a tinge of pity. “Being a son-in-law is no easy feat.”
Su Tian was on the verge of tears!
Fong Yuemei and Su Hai were equally shocked; this news was completely new to them. Reflecting on it, they now understood why, during Su Tian's wedding, his wife's relatives and friends had given them such meaningful glances.
Initially, they assumed that Su Tian's wife came from wealth and that, as farmers, they were being scorned.
They did manage to open a modest factory in town, and the income was decent.
Yet, when stacked against city dwellers, their earnings paled in comparison.
Upon reflection, the truth dawned on them: their son had been duped.
Unable to contain himself, Su Tian rose to his feet and announced, “Vice President Zhang, ladies and gentlemen, please accept my apologies. I have urgent business to attend to at my company. I must take my leave now.”
With that, Su Tian turned on his heel and departed.
Seeing their son exit, Su Tian's parents also grew restless and excused themselves to follow suit.
At the doorway, Su Tian clenched his jaw, seething with anger.
“Son!”
Fong Yuemei called after him.
Yet, she found herself at a loss for words, unsure of what to say next. Knowing her son was upset, she ultimately chose silence.
“And what does it matter if you're wealthy? Is the car you're driving made locally?”
Fong Yuemei glanced at Su Ming's car and let out a scornful laugh.
“Mom!”
Su Tian couldn't contain his frustration. If it weren't for his mother's competitive spirit, he wouldn't be in this humiliating predicament.
“I'll have you know, this isn't just any car. This is a Rolls Royce Phantom, and it's priced at 13 million!”
“How much?”
Fong Yuemei was taken aback.
She hadn't expected the rundown vehicle to be a high-end luxury car worth over 10 million.
“Dad, Mom!”
Su Tian, furrowing his brow, raised his voice, “I've told you before, don't disdain others just because you have it slightly better in the village. Now, we've all lost face!”
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