Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

Lin's mother was speechless at her question and looked to Yang Fan for help, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

Yang Fan sneered inwardly.

Comparing conditions, right?

Okay, then I'll play along with you to the very end!

He hardened his heart and spoke directly:

"Auntie, you're mistaken. What do you mean he's well-off? Just because he's well-off doesn't mean I'm not!"

"He earns seven or eight thousand a month, I earn seventy or eighty thousand a month, is that so difficult?"

"I have a car and a house too. How can you say I don't know anything about my background?"

"My sister and Xiaoyu have been classmates for so many years, and their families live not far apart. Doesn't that mean they know each other very well?"

Yang Fan wasn't bragging when he said that.

With 100 million yuan in cash in the bank account, the interest would be more than 70,000 to 80,000 yuan per month, or even 70,000 to 80,000 yuan per day.

He said that this number was already extremely conservative.

However, as soon as these words were spoken, the matchmaker and the blond-haired man on the other side burst into laughter.

It was a laugh that looked at someone as if they were an idiot, full of contempt and mockery.

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Qiang, the blond-haired guy, was the first to burst out laughing.

"Dude, at least think before you brag! Seventy or eighty thousand a month? Why don't you just rob a bank?"

Sister-in-law Guifang reacted as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. Pointing at Yang Fan, she exaggeratedly shouted to Lin's mother:

"Sister-in-law! Did you see that? Did you see that? That kind of kid never tells the truth, he just talks nonsense!"

"You're really comfortable entrusting your daughter to him? Seventy or eighty thousand a month? Why doesn't he just say he makes seven or eight hundred million a month?!"

Yang Fan didn't want to argue with this kind of person, and he didn't want to prove anything in this situation.

But sometimes, reasoning with scoundrels and idiots is useless.

The most effective way is to use the only thing they can understand—reality—to smash them hard in the face.

He suddenly felt that it was time to do something that he himself thought was very childish and stupid, but absolutely effective.

He expressionlessly took out his phone, unlocked it in front of everyone, opened the mobile banking app, and skillfully entered his password.

Then, he checked the balance display of one of the cards.

He had several million in this card, just in case of emergencies.

With a "smack," he shoved the phone screen directly in front of Sister-in-law Guifang's eyes.

"Look carefully, whether I'm bragging or not."

Before the mockery on Guifang's face could fade, her gaze fell on the phone screen.

The next second, her smile froze.

What did she see?

Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, hundred thousand...

She saw a "7" followed by a long string of "0"s that she couldn't count.

That string of numbers, so dense, seemed to outlive her life.

Zhang Qiang, the blond-haired man behind her, also craned his neck curiously. When he saw the terrifying number on the screen, the betel nut he was chewing fell to the ground with a "thud," and he was completely dumbfounded.

Looking at the two men's expressions of utter disbelief, Yang Fan felt no pleasure, only boredom.

He slowly put his phone back and tucked it into his pocket.

He wasn't trying to show off.

He simply realized that arguing with these kinds of people a thousand times was less effective than giving them a slap in the face with reality.

He looked at the two people who were completely petrified and gave a brief summary.

"Is it okay now?"

"I hope you understand. Xiaoyu will only have a better life with me from now on."

So please don't worry about my girlfriend anymore.

"This is very disrespectful to me."

Gui Fang's face flushed red and then turned pale, as if she had been slapped a dozen times from both sides.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something polite, but found her throat so dry that she couldn't utter a single word.

In the end, she could only stand up sheepishly, grab her nephew who was still in a state of dementia, and walk awkwardly toward the door.

When they walked into the yard and saw the sleek black Mercedes with its prominent logo, they suddenly realized what was going on.

It turns out they had already laid out their strength at the doorstep; they were just blind to it.

I was just wondering whose car was parked here.

Zhang Qiang finally came to his senses, and he angrily complained to his aunt:

"Auntie! Could you please do your research before introducing someone next time?"

"Didn't you know she has a boyfriend?"

"And such a rich boyfriend! Did I come all this way just to embarrass myself?!"

"How would I know!" Sister-in-law Guifang was also furious.

"How was I supposed to know the Lin family's ancestral graves were emitting auspicious smoke, and they'd have such incredible luck that their daughter could marry such a rich man! What bad luck!"

The two men left, grumbling and cursing.

……

Inside the house, with the departure of the two plague-ridden figures, an even more eerie and awkward silence descended.

Lin's parents looked at Yang Fan, then at their daughter, their faces filled with confusion and helplessness.

Is this...is this the future son-in-law's first official visit?

Why all the rush?

Although the elderly couple were extremely satisfied with Yang Fan.

This young man is handsome, speaks and acts with composure and maturity, and is also very capable.

Even if they didn't have those millions, based on these few interactions alone, they felt he was a good kid worth entrusting their care to.

Moreover, they had long since realized that their daughter had a bit of a crush on Yang Fan.

How could parents not see through their daughter's thoughts?

Could it be that all of this is actually true?

After thinking for a long time, Lin's mother finally mustered up her courage and spoke in a tentative and cautious tone:

"Um... Xiao Fan, don't blame me for being nosy... when did you two get together?"

"How come Auntie didn't know anything... Look at this, it's all done in such a rush, Auntie hasn't prepared anything..."

These words made the atmosphere even more awkward.

Lin Xiaoyu's face flushed bright red, so red it looked like it could bleed, and she wished she could disappear into the ground.

Yang Fan was also at a loss, scratched his head, and quickly explained.

"Ahem, Auntie, Uncle, please don't misunderstand..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Xiaoyu was on the verge of tears and interrupted, saying:

"Mom! What are you saying! My brother and I aren't like that! He... he was just trying to help me out!"

Hearing this, Lin's mother was taken aback again: "Huh? To help me out?"

Yang Fan nodded with a wry smile:

"Yes, Auntie. Weren't those two being really bullying us just now?"

"In a moment of panic, I blurted out that sentence, just to help Xiaoyu out of that predicament."

"Xiaoyu and I... we haven't known each other for very long, we're just ordinary friends. Xiaoyu and Xiaoya are close, and I treat her like my own little sister."

I don't know if it was just Yang Fan's imagination.

After he clarified that the two were just ordinary friends, a clear look of disappointment flashed across Lin's mother's face.

However, she hid it very well, immediately putting on an expression of sudden realization.

"Oh...oh! So that's how it is! Oh, look at this old woman, all my excitement for nothing...no, all that misunderstanding!"

She quickly waved her hand, "It's nothing, it's nothing! Xiao Fan, then Auntie should thank you even more!"

"If it weren't for your help today, who knows how long that woman would have kept making a scene!"

"Yes," Lin's father said gratefully, looking at Yang Fan. "Thank you so much, son."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Auntie, Uncle, it's nothing. I just feel like they're bullying people a bit, and I can't stand it."

The awkwardness in the room gradually dissipated, but a different kind of subtle atmosphere was quietly brewing.

Lin Xiaoyu kept her head down the whole time, her cheeks burning.

To be honest, the moment Yang Fan stepped forward and said, "I am her boyfriend," her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

It was a feeling of being protected and cherished, tinged with an indescribable sweetness and a secret excitement.

Although she knew that it was just a lie Yang Fan told to help her out of a predicament.

But when Yang Fan later clarified that he only regarded her as a "younger sister," she still felt a pang in her heart and a sour, bittersweet sense of loss welled up inside her.

She didn't know why she felt this way, she just felt... a little uncomfortable.

All of this was observed by Xiaoya, who was standing nearby.

This little girl's eyes are as bright as two stars.

She had always wanted to bring her older brother and Lin Xiaoyu together.

She thought the two of them were a perfect match, a match made in heaven!

Now, here's your chance!

She quietly stretched out her leg and gently touched Lin Xiaoyu's calf with her toe under the table.

Lin Xiaoyu trembled and quietly raised her head, meeting Yang Ya's eyes which were gleaming with cunning.

Yang Ya winked at her quickly, the meaning clear—"Don't be discouraged! I'm here for you! Watch me!"

Lin Xiaoyu understood her gaze, and her face flushed even redder. She quickly buried her head again.