My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

Zhao Zhenyu stood frozen in place, his face ashen, staring at the obsequious manner of President Wang towards Ye Xunhuan.

He felt as if a bucket of ice water at minus twenty degrees Celsius had been poured over his head, chilling him from the top of his head to his heels.

impossible!

That's absolutely impossible!

How could a wild boy who had just emerged from a poor mountain village, who had barely even seen a few high-rise buildings in Jiangcheng, possibly make the provincial bank's top official, President Wang, bow and pay his respects?!

They must have mistaken him for someone else! This good-for-nothing must have hired an actor who looks like President Wang to put on this whole show.

"Ye Xunhuan, are you kidding me?!" Zhao Zhenyu suddenly jumped up in a shrill voice, his finger almost poking President Wang's face.

"Uncle Wang, you've definitely mistaken him for someone else! He's just a poor wretch from the mountains, a live-in son-in-law who can't even afford a meal. What kind of Mr. Ye is he!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Su family's relatives instantly felt like they had grasped a lifeline, and their hearts, which had been hanging in their throats, "plop"ed back down into their stomachs.

Lin Wanrong immediately chimed in, pointing at Ye Xunhuan with a disdainful look: "No wonder it was so weird just now! So you paid someone to put on an act?"

"Ye Xunhuan, you're truly despicable. You'd resort to such underhanded tactics just to show off? Aren't you afraid of messing things up and getting yourself killed!"

Su Jiaming crossed his arms and chuckled, tilting his head high: "That'll only fool you country bumpkins."

"Who is President Wang? A high-ranking leader at the provincial branch! How could he possibly talk to a nobody like him? I bet he'll be exposed soon, and then he'll be left kneeling in embarrassment!"

Su Zhenbang frowned deeply, his eyes filled with impatience and anger as he looked at Ye Xunhuan.

"Ye Xunhuan! Haven't you caused enough trouble? Quickly apologize to Young Master Zhao! If you continue to cause trouble and ruin the 5 billion loan, our Su family will be implicated, and I, the patriarch, will not let you off easily."

Su Qingyuan stood beside Ye Xunhuan, biting her pink lips without saying a word.

She looked at the boy's profile as he casually twirled the lollipop stick, and felt an inexplicable sense of certainty in her heart.

This guy doesn't seem to be acting.

But given President Wang's status—the president of a provincial branch—why would he be so respectful to a young man from the mountains…

"Apologize?"

Ye Xunhuan raised an eyebrow, a roguish smile playing on his lips. He glanced at the Su family members jumping around, finding it quite amusing to tease them.

"Are you all out of your minds?"

"Shouldn't you be the ones kneeling down and apologizing?"

"You're talking nonsense—"

Lin Wanrong's swear words had barely left her lips when President Wang's cold shout forced her to swallow them back.

"Shut up!"

Bank Manager Wang's eyes were as cold as ice daggers as he swept over her, startling Lin Wanrong so much that she shuddered, the rest of her sentence stuck in her throat, her face turning as red as a pig's liver.

"How dare you point fingers at Mr. Ye?" President Wang's tone was icy.

"Shouldn't the fact that the Su Group has survived until today be entirely due to Mr. Ye's word?"

"Otherwise, do you think your Su family could have gotten me, the bank manager, to come here personally?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached into his briefcase and pulled out a stack of documents, slamming them onto the front desk with a loud "thud." The bright red official seal on top was so eye-catching it hurt your eyes.

"Open your eyes wide and look carefully! This is an approval document just stamped by head office!"

President Wang pointed at the document, his loud voice making the hall buzz.

"The Su Group's 1.8 billion yuan in overdue debts will be extended for five years, interest-free! A special credit line of 5 billion yuan will be provided, unsecured and without collateral, available at any time!"

"Furthermore, to my knowledge, all suppliers in Jiangcheng will receive a lifetime 20% discount from the Su family! Worker salary subsidies and project support funds are all guaranteed by the 'Lingxiang Pavilion' Foundation!"

President Wang paused, glanced sideways at Zhao Zhenyu, whose face was deathly pale, and added an even more hurtful remark.

"And what about the 300 million yuan emergency fund that your Su family begged for a few days ago? Do you really think that was arranged by this young upstart from the Zhao family?"

"Stop fooling yourselves. That 300 million loan was approved by the head office only after Mr. Ye gave his approval."

"Otherwise, with your Su family's meager assets, do you really think you deserve 300 million?"

"What kind of dream are you having!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.

The draft through the doorway squeaked as it passed through the glass door, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Su Zhenbang staggered back half a step, staring intently at the official seal on the document. His mind went blank with a "buzz," and his ears rang.

Su Zhenhai's hand, which was raised to clap, froze in mid-air. His face, which had been full of mockery just moments before, now felt as if he had been slapped a dozen times, and the pain was burning.

Lin Wanrong's mouth was agape. Her sharp and sarcastic demeanor from just moments before had vanished, leaving only a face full of horror, her eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

They were just cursing Ye Xunhuan as a good-for-nothing and a liar, thinking he had ruined the Su family's life-saving loan.

Then they were told that the Su family was only alive today because of this live-in son-in-law whom they trampled on.

That slap was way too loud!

Su Qingyuan stared blankly at the boy beside her.

The afternoon sun slanted in through the doorway, landing on his fluffy hair and gilding it with a light gold.

He still had that carefree attitude, with that lollipop still dangling from his mouth.

It was as if this earth-shattering news had absolutely nothing to do with him.

Her heart suddenly softened completely and felt a little hot.

Just now, when everyone was criticizing and scolding him, he acted so nonchalantly.

Now that the truth is out, he didn't swagger around. He just stood there calmly, shielding her from all the storms.

"No...it's fake! It's all fake!"

Zhao Zhenyu shook his head and backed away, his eyes filled with madness. "My dad is Zhao Tianxiong! The Zhao family of Jiangcheng! How could Bank Manager Wang possibly offend the Zhao family for a piece of trash like you!"

As if grasping at the last straw, he shakily pulled out his phone, his fingertips barely able to touch the screen, and finally dialed Zhao Tianxiong's number.

"Dad! Come quick! Someone's playing tricks on me!"

"And President Wang, I don't know what kind of spell he's been cast on, he's actually helping some brat to put me down! You bring some men over here and deal with them!"

As soon as the call connected, Zhao Zhenyu shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice so loud that the whole room could hear him.

He was calculating in his mind.

When his father arrives, he will expose this good-for-nothing's true colors. At that time, not only will Ye Xunhuan be forced to kneel and kowtow, but Su Qingyuan will also be forced to marry him obediently, and all of the Su family's assets will be his!

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Zhao Tianxiong's urgent and angry voice: "What did you say? You're with President Wang, aren't you? Give the phone to President Wang! Quickly!"

Zhao Zhenyu instantly seemed to have received a royal decree, holding up his phone and handing it to President Wang, a smug smile returning to his face.

At the same time, he looked at Ye Xunhuan with the air of a victorious rooster.

"Did you hear that? My dad let Uncle Wang answer the phone."

"Haha, after Uncle Wang talks to my dad on the phone, I'll see how you die!"

After saying that, Zhao Zhenyu looked at President Wang triumphantly.

"Uncle Wang, my dad wants you to answer the phone!"

"I'm wondering if I should say something?"

Bank Manager Wang raised his eyes and said, "Hmm, tell me about it?"

"Uncle Wang, I think you've been fooled by this swindler. My dad will explain things to you later."

Bank Manager Wang frowned, took the phone with a displeased expression, and said in a very flat tone, "Old Zhao?"

"Your son is really something!"