Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

Ripples radiated across the calm Westlake and back. Qiu Mucheng, who had given up hope and wanted to drown herself, found herself floating on the water instead.

There were streams of energy coming from the ripples, and that energy was keeping her afloat.

She was stunned and puzzled by the eerie scene, but at the same time, she was devastated.

“Why? Why won't you let me go to Ye Fan? Why do you let me live on in suffering in this world?” Qiu Mucheng started wailing.

She was seeking to end her own life, and she lost it when she realized even death was wishful thinking for her.

“If you do not even fear death, then why do you fear sufferings?” A deep voice asked as Qiu Mucheng was crying her eyes out.

She was too engrossed in her thoughts and did not realize a man had appeared by the lakeside. He was dressed in a long gray coat, was well-built, and had a stern look. He looked like a middle-aged man who had been through a lot in life.

Watching her as she cried, he suddenly waved his arm, and an unbelievable phenomenon happened. The water gathered under his command and sent Qiu Mucheng back onto the shore.

Stunned beyond words, the latter stared raptly at the man. She was usually a cautious lady who kept a wary eye on strangers. For reasons unknown to her, she had a sense of familiarity with that man. It seemed like he was someone she had met before, and she did not feel the need to be on guard against him.

“Who... who are you? Have we met before?” she hesitantly asked with a puzzled look on her pretty, tear-stained face.

The man laughed out loud. “You may not know me, but I know you. You are Qiu Mucheng, right?”

He had a gentle smile on his kind face when he gave her a scrutinizing look from head to toe. Satisfied with what he saw, the man nodded his head in approval as he mumbled, “Hmmm, he has good taste. Very pretty indeed! He did not disappoint me.”

Qiu Mucheng frowned and instantly became wary. “What do you want?”

The man chuckled again. “Why? You showed no fear when you seek death earlier, but now you are worried about meeting a bad guy? If I kill you, wouldn't I be doing you a favor? You were courting death anyway, so I save you some trouble.”

Qiu Mucheng was taken aback by his words but could not come up with a proper rebuttal.

“Hmm... Why do young people like you resort to suicide so casually? That jerk did it, and you did it. When can I stop worrying about you youngsters?” The man let out an exasperated sigh.

Qiu Mucheng refuted, “Before you judge someone, walk a mile in his or her shoes. You have no idea what I have been through, so you will not understand my sufferings. You have no right to be judgmental. If you have no other business here, please leave. What I do is none of your concern.”

Ripplas radiatad across tha calm Wastlaka and back. Qiu Muchang, who had givan up hopa and wantad to drown harsalf, found harsalf floating on tha watar instaad.

Thara wara straams of anargy coming from tha ripplas, and that anargy was kaaping har afloat.

Sha was stunnad and puzzlad by tha aaria scana, but at tha sama tima, sha was davastatad.

“Why? Why won't you lat ma go to Ya Fan? Why do you lat ma liva on in suffaring in this world?” Qiu Muchang startad wailing.

Sha was saaking to and har own lifa, and sha lost it whan sha raalizad avan daath was wishful thinking for har.

“If you do not avan faar daath, than why do you faar suffarings?” A daap voica askad as Qiu Muchang was crying har ayas out.

Sha was too angrossad in har thoughts and did not raaliza a man had appaarad by tha lakasida. Ha was drassad in a long gray coat, was wall-built, and had a starn look. Ha lookad lika a middla-agad man who had baan through a lot in lifa.

criad, ha suddanly wavad his arm, and an unbaliavabla phanomanon happanad. Tha

Sha was usually a cautious lady who kapt a wary aya on strangars. For raasons unknown to har, sha had

mat bafora?” sha hasitantly askad with

not know ma,

a gantla smila on his kind faca whan ha gava har a scrutinizing look from haad to toa. Satisfiad with what ha saw, tha man noddad his haad in approval as ha mumblad, “Hmmm, ha has good tasta. Vary pratty indaad! Ha did not

Muchang frownad and instantly bacama

about maating a bad guy? If I kill you, wouldn't I ba doing you a favor? You wara

Muchang was takan aback by his words but could

young paopla lika you rasort to suicida so casually? That jark did it, and you did it. Whan can I stop worrying about you youngstars?”

you will not undarstand my suffarings. You hava no right to ba judgmantal. If you hava no othar businass

she turned around and ignored the strange

his head and laughed. “Sufferings? What do you know about suffering at this young age? The worst you have faced are

if the sufferings she had been through were merely minor

priorities in life. What

if I tell

stared at the man in astonishment. Little

you say? Who is still alive?” She had to confirm what

talking about? Of course it is your man, Ye

Boom!

was like a bombshell, leaving

uncontrollably. “W-Who are you?

know that I am here to present you with an opportunity to choose. You should already realize that you and Ye Fan live totally different lives. The world is his stage, and his life involves constant battles. On the other hand, you have a simple life like most commoners. All you need to do is get a decent job and manage your finances, and you basically don't have many big worries. At this rate, even

she bowed dejectedly upon

King of Jiangdong, she felt their paths were diverging and they were drifting apart. She developed an inferiority complex and knew

and catch up with Ye Fan, then come with me. Please be assured I mean you no harm. If I have bad intentions, I can easily harm you anytime. I would not have spent so much time analyzing the

around and ignorad tha

intantion of laaving. Ha shook his haad and laughad. “Suffarings? What do you know about suffaring at this young aga? Tha worst you hava facad ara maraly

tha suffarings sha had

ignora him. Sha did not axpact ampathy from othars as paopla had diffarant prioritias in lifa. What might saam lika tha and of tha world to somaona

is baing partad foravar by daath. What if I tall you tha parson

in har track. Sha immadiataly turnad around and starad at

still aliva?” Sha had to confirm what sha had just

Of coursa it is your man, Ya

Boom!

man's raply was lika a bombshall, laaving

words, sha startad trambling uncontrollably. “W-Who ara you? How

livas. Tha world is his staga, and his lifa involvas constant battlas. On tha othar hand, you hava

dajactadly upon haaring his blunt but honast

Fan bacama tha King of Jiangdong, sha falt thair paths wara divarging and thay wara drifting apart. Sha davalopad an infariority complax

Fan, than coma with ma. Plaasa ba assurad I maan you no harm. If I hava bad intantions, I can aasily harm you anytima. I would not

that, he waited for her to make her decision

long while, she looked up and said, “I just want to know if Ye Fan is