Chapter 13: Why Don't You Call Me Husband?

"Oh..." Su Qingli clattered over, paused, and asked, "You're driving?"

"With my skills, driving for you isn't enough?"

Su Qingli was momentarily speechless. "That's not what I meant, I was just—"

"You mean to say, you see how hard I'm working and want to give me some money?"

At that, Su Qingli was instantly silenced. She couldn't let that happen!

Di Yunshen continued to tease her, "Why so quiet now? Are you thinking about how much to give me? The president's own son from the Di family driving for you—it can't be cheap, right?"

"Di Yunshen, do you have any shame? You're asking me for money? Forget it, get out, I'll drive."

"Can you?"

"If you teach me, won't that work?"

"..."

"Do you know you need a license?"

"Huh?"

Su Qingli knew people drove cars, but no one had ever told her she needed a license!

"Di Yunshen, why aren't you talking again?"

"How much will you pay?"

Su Qingli retorted with disdain, "Better keep your mouth shut."

...

Su Qingli glanced at her bank balance and couldn't help but chuckle. Suddenly, noticing Di Yunshen looking her way, she quickly locked the screen!

"What are you looking at!"

"What are you saving up for?"

"Don't you know I have seven marriage certificates? Of course, to support all of you!"

She actually made a fair point.

While saying this, they had already arrived at the Lin family estate.

Today, the Lin family was especially lively, though the atmosphere felt somewhat off.

Worried their secret marriage would be exposed, Su Qingli and Di Yunshen entered separately.

As soon as she arrived, Qiao Ke lifted her dress and hurried over.

"Come with me," Qiao Ke said, then turned on her heel.

But... Su Qingli didn't follow her at all! She rolled her eyes and headed straight for the backyard—she was here to find Lin Jin, not to attend a wedding.

"Qiao Ke was looking for you?"

Su Qingli turned to see Di Yunshen had followed.

"How did you know?"

"I overheard her talking to Lin Qianze just now. They want to tie you up."

"Tch."

Di Yunshen patted her head, "Learning to be cautious this time? I thought you'd follow her."

Su Qingli stared at him for a moment, then said, "She doesn't even pay me! If I just went because she told me to, wouldn't I be losing face?"

...

Su Qingli brushed some dust off his suit. "Where'd you get this?"

When Di Yunshen tried to answer, she quickly covered his mouth with her hand. "Shh, let me handle it."

Her small hands flew as she dusted him off.

"Wait, you climbed over the wall to get in? With that face, you still need to climb walls?"

"I was worried that if I walked in openly, they'd all be so nervous they'd lose their bearings."

...

Su Qingli shot him a disdainful look and continued on her own.

Just as she reached the backyard villa, she heard a woman sobbing.

"Old Lin... wake up, please wake up and see, our son is getting married. Old Lin, listen, the wedding is about to begin. Old Lin..."

By the time Su Qingli arrived, Lin Jin's mother was weeping bitterly, clutching her husband's lifeless body.

"Miss Su? President Di."

"Madam Lin, my condolences. Please, have this piece of white jade buried with Mr. Lin."

"Miss Su..."

Just then, voices came from outside.

"Mom! Mom! Dad!"

Lin Jin's mother tensed and hurried out—she didn't want Lin Qianze to know about his father's death at this moment.

"Qianze, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? The ceremony's about to start. You and Dad need to hurry over! Where's Dad? Is he napping in the room? I'll go get him!"

"Qianze!"

Mrs. Lin couldn't hold him back. As Lin Qianze opened the door, he found Su Qingli and Di Yunshen standing in the way.

"What are you doing here?! Who let you in? President Di, we respect you, but you can't just barge in uninvited."

Mrs. Lin quickly pulled Lin Qianze aside. "Qianze, President Di is my guest. The ceremony's about to start, let's hurry over."

"What about Dad?"

"He had something come up suddenly. We'll continue without him."

"Is he unhappy with Qiao Ke? Then why insist I marry her?"

After the two left, Su Qingli glanced back at Di Yunshen, saying nothing.

Neither stayed to watch the wedding—they returned directly to Yunjin Bay.

As soon as they got out of the car, they saw Di Tingxiao.

Di Yunshen frowned, and Di Tingxiao immediately said, "I want to speak with Su Qingli alone."

Su Qingli walked over from the passenger side, looking calm. "I know what you want to ask. I broke the feng shui formation, and our marriage certificate is real. As for cooperation, don't even mention it. But..."

Her gaze turned icy. "Don't think about hiring another mystic to entangle him in karmic ties. Otherwise, when I set the trap myself, neither gods nor ghosts will be able to save you!"

Di Tingxiao hadn't even begun to speak, yet Su Qingli had anticipated everything.

For the first time, Di Tingxiao felt a wave of fear.

Watching the pair walk away, his scalp tingled—he'd always thought Su Qingli was merely talented, but who knew her powers bordered on terrifying!

Back in her room, Su Qingli was about to close the door when suddenly a hand pressed against it, stopping her.

"What do you want?"

"Old Man Qi said you’re not one to meddle in others’ affairs."

Su Qingli rolled her eyes. "He also said your future is tied to mine. Before we untangle the mysteries between us, could you try not to make more enemies?"

As she spoke, Di Yunshen suddenly smiled and agreed, "Alright. Then, until then, I'll be in your care, Miss Su."

"I—"

She was just about to refuse when she saw his other hand appear, holding a suitcase. With a click, he opened it and bills spilled all over her room!

"Alright, alright, brother!"

"Why not call me husband? It's legal now."