My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 277 Father-in-law, please watch your step and walk slowly

The next morning, Wan Sutong slowly opened her eyes, but froze in place after a moment, because she had woken up and found herself back in her own room. Wan Sutong sat up with a somersault, "That's not right, didn't I sleep with my mother? Did I sleepwalk?"

Thinking of this, Wan Sutong hurriedly wanted to get off the bed but found that she didn't even have shoes on. But she looked down and saw that her socks were clean as new. It was definitely not her who returned to the boudoir. It was 100% that Wan Yanzhong carried her back. Thinking of this, Wan Sutong frowned for a moment and shouted loudly, "Mom!"

At the same time, Wan Sutong's shout woke up Su Qinghui who was still asleep. Su Qinghui turned her head in confusion and saw that the person in front of her turned out to be Wan Yanzhong. Seeing this, Su Qinghui kicked Wan Yanzhong off the bed.

Wan Yanzhong rubbed his buttocks in a daze, then opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Madam, you are awake."

Su Qinghui narrowed her eyes and looked at Wan Yanzhong in an extremely angry tone, "Go! Go and give Tongtong the shoes!"

Wan Yanzhong scratched his head awkwardly and chuckled, then quickly put on his boots, picked up Wan Sutong's embroidered shoes and walked away.

Seeing his smiling face, Su Qinghui was so angry that she picked up the pillow and threw it on Wan Yanzhong's back, "Go! How can you be a father like this!"

Wan Sutong was sitting on the couch at this time, her cheeks puffed up with anger and she was looking at the door fiercely. At this moment, the door was slowly pushed open. Wan Sutong thought it was her father who came to bring her shoes, but she didn't expect that it was Zhao Jinghua who pushed the door and walked in. At this time, he was wearing a black cloak, and his long hair was fixed behind his back with a hairband. He was looking at Wan Sutong with a smile on his face. "Madam is awake." After saying that, he walked into the room and put the food box on the round table, and then transformed into a pair of moonlight-colored embroidered shoes.

Seeing this, Wan Sutong looked at Zhao Jinghua suspiciously and asked, "You brought me back?"

Zhao Jinghua walked to Wan Sutong, knelt on one knee and put on the embroidered shoes for her. "Why would your husband go to your mother-in-law's room to bring your wife out? I just happened to hear your voice calling me."

Wan Sutong stood up and puffed up her cheeks and said angrily, "You must have worked with my father. Besides, I called my mother, not you. You must be guilty."

Zhao Jinghua stood up and laughed twice. Wan Yanzhong also walked into the room quickly with his embroidered shoes in his hand, and hurriedly explained to Zhao Jinghua, "It was really not the son-in-law who did it."

After hearing this, Wan Sutong curled her lips and said, "I'm going to complain to my mother!" Then she was about to walk out of the boudoir angrily.

Seeing this, Wan Yanzhong hurriedly looked at Zhao Jinghua and then blinked at him frantically, and at the same time sent a message to Zhao Jinghua, "Son-in-law, you will know when you have a child. Please help your father-in-law."

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua's eyes showed a subtle loneliness, and then he lowered his eyes and raised his hand to hold Wan Sutong's waist. "Didn't Madam say that she wanted to eat the wontons that your husband made? They are just out of the pot, and they won't taste good in a while."

Wan Sutong calmed down immediately after hearing this, and sat down at the table with shining eyes. Zhao Jinghua chuckled, opened the food box, and placed a bowl of steaming wontons in front of Wan Sutong, then put the soup spoon in Wan Sutong's hand and said, "Be careful, it's hot."

Wan Sutong hummed, then scooped up a wonton and put it to her mouth, blowing on it continuously.

Wan Yanzhong heaved a sigh of relief and put Wan Sutong's embroidered shoes on the ground. Just as he was about to leave quietly, Zhao Jinghua called him "Father-in-law".

Wan Yanzhong sighed and raised his head quickly, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Jinghua picked up the food box and handed it to Wan Yanzhong. "Su Tong said she wanted to eat wontons last night, so I made some more, thinking that you and mother-in-law could taste my cooking skills."

Wan Yanzhong took the food box and nodded, sighing with emotion, "Why do I feel like Tongtong is a boy, and I'm marrying a daughter-in-law?" After saying this, Wan Yanzhong realized that he had actually said what was in his heart. He could only smile at Zhao Jinghua very awkwardly, "Thank you, son-in-law," and then turned around and left in a hurry.

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and looked at Wan Yanzhong's back and said indifferently, "Father, please watch your step and walk slowly."

Wan Sutong was blowing the wontons in the soup spoon at this time. When she heard this, she burst out laughing. Her hand shook and the wontons fell back into the bowl. "Hahahahahahaha"

After hearing Wan Sutong's laughter, Zhao Jinghua walked behind Wan Sutong, leaned over and put his hands on her shoulders. After a moment, he whispered in her ear with a hint of temptation in his tone, "Husband, is it delicious?"

Wan Sutong covered her mouth and tried her best not to laugh out loud, “Hahahaha, delicious.”

At this time, Wan Yanzhong returned to the room with an embarrassed look on his face. Su Qinghui looked at his expression and then at the food box in his hand. "Has the stoker prepared the meal at this hour?"

Wan Yanzhong put the food box on the table and raised his hand to support his forehead. "No, my son-in-law made wontons for our daughter and brought some for us as well."

Su Qinghui nodded slightly in surprise after hearing this. "How filial! Why are you so sad?" Then she came to the dining table.

Wan Yanzhong opened the lunch box and took out two bowls of wontons. "It's filial piety, but I accidentally said what was in my heart in front of my son-in-law."

Su Qinghui covered her mouth and laughed when she heard this, "Hahahaha, what did you say?"

Wan Yanzhong sat on the chair, covered his face with his hands, and said in a very melancholy tone, "I felt like Tongtong was a boy, and then I married her as a daughter-in-law."

Su Qinghui pursed her lips and tried to suppress her smile before asking, "What did my son-in-law say?"

After hearing this, Wan Yanzhong's tone became even more melancholy, "My son-in-law said...said..."

Su Qinghui asked impatiently, "What did you say?"

Wan Yanzhong was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and said in one breath, "Father, please walk slower!"

"Pfft...Hahahahahaha" Su Qinghui was laughing so hard that tears were about to come out. She patted Wan Yanzhong's shoulder and comforted him with a smile, "Pfft...It's okay, since my son-in-law said so, hahahaha, he definitely won't care."

At the same time, Zhao Jinghua sat beside Wan Sutong, staring at her without blinking. Wan Sutong chewed the wontons in her mouth and looked at Zhao Jinghua with a puzzled look, "Why are you looking at me like that? What's wrong?"

Zhao Jinghua lowered his eyes and chuckled, "Nothing, I just have a question in my mind, I wonder if Su Tong can answer it for me?"

Wan Sutong picked up the bowl and took a sip of wonton soup, then put the bowl on the table and nodded. "Go ahead, I will tell you everything I know."

"If you were me, what would you do in this situation?" As soon as these words came out, Wan Sutong's brain froze instantly, and her hands holding the bowl stopped in mid-air.

"If I were you..." It doesn't matter if it's not an assumption, but as soon as it is assumed, Wan Sutong can't stop smiling. "Oh, I have beauty, money, and power, so why not seize the throne and experience the joy of being a tyrant? Then the three palaces, six courtyards, seventy-two concubines, and all the beauties in the world will be mine."

Zhao Jinghua sneered after hearing this, then raised his hand and gently touched Wan Sutong's hair. "Being a tyrant can put your life in danger at any time."

Wan Sutong stuck out her tongue playfully. "Okay, then what is the current situation you are talking about?"

Zhao Jinghua took back his hand on Wan Sutong's head and sighed softly, "Now that Yuwen Kingdom has turned against us, the court seems calm but is actually turbulent. Although the current crown prince is diligent, he is not the right person to take the throne, and he does not want to ascend the throne. If we want to let the right person be the crown prince, we must force Zhao Jinfang to hand over power. But he is the only remaining offspring of my stepson. If he loses his power, he will be killed. But if we don't do this, Zhao Kingdom will perish again." At this point, Zhao Jinghua sighed again and raised his hand to rub his brows. "Now that the sacrificial ceremony is imminent, how can I face my stepson with such thoughts in mind?"