My Super Beautiful Lady Boss

Chapter 1720 - 1806: Imaginary Rival

Sun Qianxun’s mother noticed at this moment that Su Xuan’s clothes seemed to still have their tags attached, which made her hold him in contempt, thinking that this was some wild kid trying to hit on girls here.Sun Qianxun’s mother is named Xin Meifeng, and she’s quite a woman of influence, always hoping that her daughter could marry a rich young man, with Young Master Fan being her top choice.

This Young Master Fan is named Fan Qianduo, and his name speaks to reality; he really is young and wealthy, as his father, Fan Tong, is the local coal mine tycoon, and their family is extremely rich.

Xin Meifeng loves this kind of person the most, wishing she could be ten years younger so she could marry Fan Qianduo herself.

"Who are you, pretending to be rich when you’re just a poor kid? Still talking about Anima? Probably from Taobao forgeries!"

Xin Meifeng was even more aggressive than the other women earlier, considering that this must be someone interested in her daughter, aiming to get something for nothing. That can’t happen; Xin Meifeng would never allow anyone to ruin her dream of Sun Qianxun marrying Fan Qianduo. Xin Meifeng almost conducts hundreds of sessions daily with her daughter, stressing how handsome and exceptional Fan Qianduo is.

Now seeing Su Xuan looking quite attractive, she wondered if her daughter’s reluctance to agree to the arrangement was because of this boy, and suddenly Su Xuan became the imagined rival.

"Uh... Auntie, who says buying clothes means you must cut off the tags?"

Su Xuan was speechless; Sun Qianxun seemed like a quiet girl, but her mom was truly quite fierce.

"Who are you calling Auntie? I’m only twenty-eight; do you know how to talk?"

Xin Meifeng planted one hand on her hip, pointing at Su Xuan with the other, even louder and more harsh than a marketplace scold. The thing Xin Meifeng couldn’t stand was being called old, and though Su Xuan didn’t exactly call her old, using "Auntie" made her very uncomfortable.

Even though Xin Meifeng was already over forty, she liked to act young, going out shopping with Sun Qianxun and insisting on calling themselves sisters, dressing herself like a young girl. But time had reshaped her body, and deep wrinkles marked her face.

"Ahem..."

Su Xuan shook his head helplessly, tapping his forehead, thinking that in this age, there are indeed many people trying to act young—he even encountered Lin Xinru, another master at acting young. He hadn’t expected Xin Meifeng to claim she was twenty-eight, when Sun Qianxun was twenty, as if she gave birth at eight.

"Mom, stop embarrassing yourself!"

Sun Qianxun’s face flushed red with embarrassment, thinking that although her mother usually insisted on calling themselves sisters, which was fine since no one knew it, but claiming to be twenty-eight now was truly underestimating everyone’s intelligence. Can an eight-year-old girl have a child?

"Ahem, excuse me, you guys chat among yourselves!"

Su Xuan really didn’t want to waste time arguing with such a shrew; it felt pointless to use up his breath.

"Don’t go, you’re here for free food and drinks? I’ve seen plenty like you, trying to climb the social ladder by relying on women, and you’re not ashamed?"

Xin Meifeng clearly wasn’t giving up, realizing she had embarrassed herself earlier and felt she had to regain face somehow.

"No, I mean, Auntie, is my face pale?"

Su Xuan was speechless; currently, he wasn’t pale at all.

"Don’t call me Auntie! What’s wrong with you!"

Xin Meifeng was immediately agitated, almost ready to take it out on Su Xuan.

"Uh... Auntie, is my face pale?"

Su Xuan asked weakly.

"Pfft!"

At that moment, Bu Daming spat out a mouthful of wine, realizing Su Xuan was truly capable of killing without a trace. Calling her "Auntie" had everyone present spraying wine, and even several of Sun Qianxun’s friends couldn’t help but laugh.

"Security! Security..."

Xin Meifeng was about to have a breakdown.

"Mom, enough already! He’s my friend; I invited him, so could you show some respect!"

Though Sun Qianxun didn’t know Su Xuan, she appreciated him coming for her birthday, knowing it’s hard to make friends if you always act so snobbish. Although Sun Qianxun didn’t actually dislike Fan Qianduo initially, her mother’s endless praise made him sound like someone from heaven and earth, resulting in her rebellious feelings. Now, just seeing Fan Qianduo’s effeminate appearance made her nauseous.

In contrast, Su Xuan gave her a unique feeling today. Although a bit dark-skinned, his features were exceptionally handsome, dressed in the simplest suit but looking dapper and neat, giving an especially pleasant impression.

"Qianxun, why are you so disobedient? I raised you from a baby; could I ever harm you? That person is clearly suspicious; think about it, he didn’t even cut off the tags from his clothes, which he’s surely planning to return after wearing—how deceitful. People like that have serious character issues. You should listen to me; I’ve eaten more salt than you’ve eaten rice and crossed more bridges..."

"Enough..."

Sun Qianxun shouted, having heard that speech hundreds of times already, truly sick of it.

"What’s the noise? What are you doing!"

Just then, a man’s authoritative voice sounded, and as it echoed, Xin Meifeng rushed off coquettishly.

"Honey, advise your precious daughter, okay? I’m just trying to protect her from those scheming people..."

"Can you speak properly!"

The man seemed slightly annoyed by Xin Meifeng’s airy speech; Su Xuan noticed the man at the front, standing six feet tall, approximately forty years old, radiating a noble aura.

Su Xuan knew he was probably Sun Zhihao, the mayor of Miaojiang, unexpectedly present today.

Following Sun Zhihao were more than a dozen people, some colleagues, others from the business world, likely there to celebrate.

"Qianxun, what’s wrong!"

Sun Zhihao looked at his daughter, asking softly. Su Xuan could tell he genuinely cared about his daughter.

"It’s nothing; I’m just going to the bathroom!"

Sun Qianxun seemed to swallow back her tears, ready to leave, though she was the mayor’s daughter.