The Crazy Son-In-Law

Moreover, it was very rare to have a natural talent as Song Linger did, so he wouldn’t waste his time on teaching. One student had been enough of a hassle. A bunch of them would be a joke to him.

When he heard Xiao Shun’s unhesitating refusal, Wang Bosong froze for a moment.

Liu Yunxiang glared at him as well. Special Lecturer, that sounded like a good title. Teaching at the university was at least a decent job, and she didn’t have to be so ashamed of mentioning him anymore.

And he had guaranteed a generous bonus. She couldn’t really figure out why this loser would refuse; after all, he didn’t even have a job.

It was just that they had guests now and she had to keep her anger bottled up.

Yao Cen was also a bit surprised, but she looked calm.

“That’s okay. If Mr. Xiao was interested in anything, whether it’s a hospital or a school, maybe I can help you with some of my contacts.”

Wang Baisong knew that Xiao Shun was now living with the Yao family and he didn’t have a job, so people kept calling him a loser and thought he’s living off their daughter, so he wanted to help him out a bit.

Xiao Shun smiled and said, “I am still thinking about it.”

“Alright, just let me know if you need my help.”

Wang Baisong was then helped up by Wang Wenyao, “Thanks for the hospitality, we’re going back.”

After Yao Jianguo sent the two away, Liu Yunxiang finally exploded.

“You’re such a loser. They were offering you a job now! But you refused them? Do you want to live off my daughter your entire life? Or do you just know nothing so you dare not take that offer.”

After they left, the fire Liu Yunxiang had pent up in her heart instantly exploded.

Yao Cen, on the other hand, gave Xiao Shun a helpless look and shook her head in her mind. She didn’t understand what the hell this bastard was thinking.

She was now convinced that Xiao Shun did know something about medicine, otherwise he couldn’t have healed so many people.

So he thought he might not be qualified for a teaching position?

For the past three years, Xiao Shun had always been humble in the family, and that image had been deeply planted in Yao Cen’s heart.

Though he suddenly seemed like someone else these days, the image of his inferiority was ingrained in her.

Yao Cen didn’t say anything, but went straight out to work.

After all, Liu Yunxiang wouldn’t do anything to Xiao Shun.

After he sent Wang Baisong away, Yao Jianguo walked back. When he was just out of the elevator, he happened to meet Xiao Shun.

He stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, looking happy, “You’ve finally done something for the family.”

He glanced at their door, heard Liu Yunxiang’s yelling and cursing, and he just got back into the elevator with Xiao Shun.

“She never did that when she was younger. It was the fault of her age. Forgive her.” Yao Jianguo said.

“Sure,” Xiao Shun said with a faint smile.

“Just be honest with me. What’s going on with that girl on that photo?” Yao Jianguo gave Xiao Shun a worried look.

“Just a friend I just met.” Xiao Shun said back.

“Then I’m relieved. You know, I never wanted you to get a divorce, so maybe you need to put some efforts on it.”

Was he just on his side like that?

“I’ll do my best.”

“You can’t just do your best. You have to.” Yao Jianguo said firmly with a big wave of his hand.

Xiao Shun, “Understood…”

In fact, he wanted to ask – Was Yao Cen your own daughter or not?

This father-in-law of his had always been quiet and he must be so excited today.

Soon they parted ways. Yao Jianguo had to go back to school because he had a few classes in the afternoon, and Xiao Shun was now also a mentor, and he had to do what a mentor should do.

In this city, spiritual energy was pretty rare. When he was in the sparsely populated mountains, he could have a dense storage of spiritual energy, not to mention all those herbs that had absorbed and stored the natural spiritual energy for thousands of years. Moreover, he had got a good mentor so he used only three months before he reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

If they wanted to build up spiritual energy with meditation only, that would take years before they could get anywhere, so he was going to go for some herbs to assist Song Linger. Although most of those herbs were from farms and would not be an adequate source of spiritual energy, that’s at least better than having nothing at all.

Of course, he was poor now, so it was Song Linger who ended up paying the bill.

About five minutes later, he saw Song Linger’s blue sports car driving over.

Xiao Shun entered the car and said, “Let’s find an herb store.”

“Are you sick?” Song Linger asked curiously as she stared at him.

“No, we need those herbs for you.”

“But I’m doing alright.” Song Linger said in disbelief.

“So you want to learn from me? If you want to learn from me, just do as I say.” Xiao Shun found it too much of a hassle to explain, so he gave a direct order.

“Oh…” Song Linger pursed her lips and stopped talking.

That car started up and moved forward quickly.

“Don’t you have to go to school?” Xiao Shun asked suddenly.

“No, I’m rich. They go to school only for a good job, and ultimately it’s about making money. I have enough money without going to school.” Song Linger said as she drove.

Xiao Shun, “You seem to have a point…” He actually felt speechless. It’s amazing to have money.

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“Goodhealth Herbs. Sounds promising. Let’s stop right here.”

Five minutes later, the car pulled over to the side of the road. Across the road was a vintage looking herb store.

The two got out of the car and crossed the road, and when they entered the shore they were greeted by the mellow, mild smell of some herbs.

The shop was spacious enough and decorated in an unusually luxurious manner. The solid wood counter was painted a glossy dark red, and several glass jars containing various herbs were neatly arranged on one side of the counter.

On the vantage looking heavy two-shelf herb cabinet were a few brownish clay jars, each with a tag, on which the names of the herbs in them were written in Chinese.

Below the jars were countless tiny drawers, each with a different tag.

There were quite a lot of customers in the store right now, and most of them seemed apparently very rich.