"Isn't that right? It seems that her son-in-law has married into her family. Her son-in-law is a famous loser! He doesn't know anything. He stays at home all day long and eats from women!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... isn't that just a bitch? I hate this kind of person the most!"
"But the way her son-in-law looks doesn't look like him. He's quite a talent, and what he's wearing... seems to be a limited edition Armani suit. I heard this suit costs hundreds of thousands!"
"Maybe the rumors are wrong!"
The guests were whispering among themselves, and the old classmates were also confused.
Ling Zhihao and Zhu Feifei were slightly stunned. They looked Lin Yang up and down. Ling Zhihao frowned and said, "I've heard of you. You seem to be the wimp who married into the Su family."
?The one who specializes in eating soft food? What? Are you getting involved now? You are dressed like a dog, and you come to this young master and pretend to be crazy?"
"Why do you want to be a softie? My son-in-law is so powerful now! He is now the deputy director of Yueyan Group! What is your identity? Do you dare to talk to my son-in-law in such a tone?" Zhang Qingyu directly inserted her waist and pointed at Ling Zhi.
Hao's nose said.
"Yueyan Group?" Zhihao was stunned.
"Zhihao, have you heard of this group?" Zhu Feifei next to her asked strangely.
"Mom, I've been around Jiangcheng for a while, but I've never heard of the Yueyan Group." Ling Zhihao shook his head.
"Are you using the name of your leather bag company to scare people here?" Zhu Feifei said with a chuckle.
"What leather bag company? This is a serious and big company! If you haven't heard of it, I can only say that you are ignorant!" Zhang Qingyu said with a guilty conscience.
In fact, Su Yan's Yueyan Group is indeed suspected of being a leather bag company...after all, it has just started.
"But...you guys drive a crappy 5 Series, what does that mean? If you are really the boss of a big company, you can't even start as the president of Maserati?" Ling Zhihao shrugged and said with disdain.
"This..." Zhang Qingyu was speechless.
"That's right, if you have money, why don't you drive a nice car? Stop pretending!" Zhu Feifei also snorted.
Zhang Qingyu didn't know how to answer.
But at this moment, Lin Yang stepped forward.
"I just want to keep a low profile. My friend, what age are you in, and you still judge a person's identity by the price of the car he drives? Isn't that too vulgar of you?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Qingyu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Yes, my son-in-law just wants to keep a low profile. My son-in-law's family has a lot of luxury cars!" Zhang Qingyu agreed.
"Tch, what are you pretending to be! You are so awesome, then do you know what brand of clothes I am wearing? Do you know what the watch is on my hand? Do you know the brand of my leather shoes? Are you pretending to be your mother?
What!" Ling Zhihao said disdainfully, and directly threw out a series of questions.
Obviously, he didn't believe it.
Because although Zhang Qingyu and Su Guang are flashy, others can tell at a glance that they are just mid- to low-end goods. If this Lin Yang is really so awesome, why do his parents-in-law wear such shabby clothes?
