Many children, many blessings; the story begins with revenge against the beautiful boss.

"No, let's still check it."

Cao Kun took out his phone and made a call.

Now that he'd laid his cards on the table, he decided to stop pretending.

Not long after, there was a knock on Zheng Kexin's door.

Chen Shufen opened the door, only to find a giant man, thicker than the door itself, blocking the entrance.

Batel, carrying a banknote counter, squeezed his way in with considerable effort.

"Boss, here's your money detector."

Batel respectfully placed the banknote detector on the table.

Several burly bodyguards in black squeezed in behind him.

Everyone was taken aback.

Faced with this group of menacing figures, I instinctively felt a chill run down my spine.

"Don't worry, they are my bodyguards."

Cao Kun pointed to the mountain of banknotes on the table and laughed, "Now check it carefully, then sign and get out of here."

"Ah? Oh, oh..." Grandmother Jia was startled and only then realized what was happening.

While she was checking the money, Cao Kun said to Zheng Kexin's father, Zheng Weimin:

"Uncle, please rest assured that you will entrust Xiaoxin to me. I promise you that I will never let her suffer any injustice in the future."

Cao Kun had already figured it out.

Zheng Kexin's mother, Chen Shufen, is a short-sighted fool.

On the contrary, it was this silent father.

Although I don't have much of a say in this family.

However, he always silently cared for his daughter.

Zheng Weimin stubbed out his cigarette.

He raised his head and carefully examined the imposing young man before him.

After a long while, he sighed heavily.

His eyes revealed a hint of relief and reluctance as a father, and he finally nodded heavily.

"As long as Xiaoxin is willing, and as long as you treat her well... I'll be at ease."

Upon hearing her father's words, Zheng Kexin, who had been on edge, felt her eyes redden and a huge weight lift from her heart.

A moment later, the sound of the money counting machine stopped.

Although Grandmother Jia was greedy, she dared not act recklessly because Cao Kun's bodyguards were there.

After counting the two large boxes of money, he took out a small stack of cash, about 40,000 to 50,000 yuan, and slammed it heavily on the table.

Then, she turned her head and stared at Chen Shufen with disdain:

"Chen Shufen, you accepted my family's betrothal money back then, now we're even!"

"You're just lucky today, you found a rich son-in-law. Otherwise, you'd be in jail!"

"We don't need to be classmates anymore. I can't possibly associate with someone as untrustworthy as you!"

After saying that, Jia Xiaoming and his mother each carried a heavy box and walked quickly outside as if they were fleeing a disaster.

Zheng Weimin was stunned, his face full of guilt and apology.

Regardless of the circumstances, we were definitely in the wrong today.

He sighed, but still got up and chased after them, insisting on escorting the three members of the Jia family downstairs.

The group had just stepped out of the apartment building when they suddenly stopped.

A long line of black cars was neatly parked along the narrow, dilapidated road in the neighborhood.

Mercedes-Benz, Lexus, Maybach...

Each one gleamed with the luster of money under the sunlight.

And next to these luxury cars.

Every two meters, there stood a burly bodyguard like the one from before, wearing sunglasses and a black suit.

There were more than a dozen of them, and their imposing presence was so strong that the surrounding neighbors only dared to watch from a distance and did not dare to approach them at all.

Everyone was taken aback.

The three members of the Jia family and Zheng Weimin were all stunned by what they saw and gasped.

Jia Xiaoming was still somewhat resentful.

He felt deeply humiliated and thought he would definitely get revenge if he had the chance.

But when he saw this grand display, his resentment vanished instantly.

Instead, there was a deep sense of fear.

Although he couldn't recognize all the cars, he wasn't blind.

Those luxury cars exuded an air of wealth, even their logos.

This level of motorcade is not something that ordinary wealthy people can afford to display.

Jia Xiaoming felt a chill run down his spine.

He suddenly realized that upstairs, Cao Kun had mentioned that he had 10 billion.

This is very likely not bragging, but the truth!

Seeing that Grandmother Jia was about to open her mouth and mutter something, Jia Xiaoming turned pale with fright.

He quickly grabbed his mother's arm and whispered, urging her to hurry up:

"Mom! Stop talking! Let's go! We can't afford to mess with this kind of person; we might get ourselves into trouble!"

After saying that, the family of three carefully walked around the convoy, carrying two large boxes of money.

Without even turning his head, he slunk away from the scene.

Zheng Weimin, who was left behind, looked at the long row of imposing luxury cars.

He looked back at his dilapidated apartment building and stood there for a long time, unable to come to his senses.

At that moment, he finally realized just how terrifyingly powerful his daughter's boyfriend truly was.

Zheng Weimin pushed open the door and returned home, where the living room had been cleaned and tidied up again.

Chen Shufen clutched the 50,000 yuan that the Jia family had just returned tightly in her arms.

His eyes darted around, as if he were plotting something.

Looking at Cao Kun, who was sitting calmly on the sofa, Zheng Weimin felt a strong sense of unreality.

The young man in front of them had a smile on his face and was very polite to them.

But Zheng Weimin felt as if there were two different worlds between them.

A vast, bottomless chasm stretched between them.

I'll probably only ever be able to look up at the heights the other person reaches, separated by this chasm.

Cao Kun put down his teacup and broke the silence: "Uncle, Aunt, now that the trouble has been resolved, I'll get straight to the point."

"I'm here today to formally propose marriage and bring Xiaoxin back to Changteng to enjoy a comfortable life."

Upon hearing the words "marriage proposal," Chen Shufen's previously hesitant eyes instantly lit up.

She seemed to have forgotten her earlier embarrassment, and that ingrained greed surged up in her heart again.

She cleared her throat, about to speak, "Um... since this is a marriage proposal, what are the customs here..."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Weimin's heart skipped a beat.

He quickly grabbed her and said urgently:

"What else do you want? They just helped us pay off a million in debt! We should be content!"

Chen Shufen was displeased upon hearing this.

She flung her husband's hand away, glaring at him and saying, "What do you know, you good-for-nothing!"

"With a boss this big, even a little bit of money leaking from between his fingers would be enough for us to live on for a lifetime."

"That million was for paying off debts, not for our dowry. How can you confuse the two?"

"Snapped!"

A sharp slap suddenly rang out in the living room.

Chen Shufen covered her face, looking at Zheng Weimin in disbelief.

For so many years, she has always been the undisputed leader in this family.

Zheng Weimin was always timid and submissive, and he didn't even dare to raise his voice to her.

Today, this man who has been a coward his whole life actually dared to slap her in front of outsiders?

"You...you dare to hit me?" Chen Shufen was stunned for a few seconds, and then she was about to throw a tantrum.