After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

The time she spent away from Jiangcheng for a roadshow in Europe felt like a long and arduous battle.

Now she has returned triumphantly with a $100 million financing letter of intent, and the Su Group's position is now completely secure.

But she didn't feel completely relaxed.

The international phone call Liu Zhiyuan made last night felt like a thorn stuck in her throat.

Lin Fan.

The man she kicked out of the house didn't struggle to survive at the bottom of society as she had expected. Instead, he started a popular restaurant and even dragged her best friend, Shen Man, into it.

Su Qing looked at her reflection in the car window, and her eyes slowly turned cold.

She absolutely would not allow Tuantuan to live with a man who is a liar and makes money through fake marketing.

Half an hour later, the Maybach drove into the upscale villa area of ​​Jiangcheng and came to a steady stop in front of the Su family villa.

Su Qing got out of the car.

The front door of the villa was wide open, and Su Ming and Zhang Cuihua were already waiting in the living room.

"Oh, Qingqing's back!"

Zhang Cuihua, dressed in a silk loungewear outfit, greeted Su Qing with a broad smile, grabbed Su Qing's hand, and looked her up and down.

"You've lost weight. You must not have been eating or sleeping well during your trip to Europe, right? But you look much more energetic! I heard you landed that $100 million investment?"

Zhang Cuihua's smile lines were all squeezed together.

"It's in. The team is following up on the formalities." Su Qing changed into slippers, handed the bag to the nanny, and said calmly.

"Great! That's wonderful!" Su Ming, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and slapped his thigh hard.

"With this money, the Su family will truly have a voice in the Jiangcheng Chamber of Commerce! Let's see who dares to look down on us anymore!"

Su Ming's words carried a hint of anger.

A few days ago at a charity gala at the Grand Hyatt Hotel, the elderly couple were ridiculed by several wealthy women and could only slink away through a side door. He has been holding this grudge in his heart ever since.

Now that his daughter has returned with capital, he can finally stand tall again.

"Let's eat first. Aunt Zhang has stewed bird's nest, and there are also some of your favorite dishes in the kitchen." Zhang Cuihua pulled Su Qing towards the dining room.

The family of three sat down at the large rectangular dining table.

The nanny served the steaming hot food and quietly left.

Su Qing picked up the spoon and slowly took two sips of soup. Her movements were elegant, but her brows were slightly furrowed, clearly indicating that something was on her mind.

"Qingqing, what's wrong? Is there some trouble at work?" Zhang Cuihua noticed that her daughter's mood was off and asked with concern.

Su Qing put down her spoon, picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth, and looked calmly at her parents across from her.

"All the company matters have been taken care of. The first thing I'm doing now that I'm back is resolving Tuantuan's issue."

Upon hearing the word "Tuantuan," Zhang Cuihua and Su Ming both stopped moving at the same time.

"Tuantuan?" Zhang Cuihua frowned. "You're going to bring her back?"

"Of course. She is my daughter, Su Qing's daughter. I can't let her grow up in that kind of messy environment with Lin Fan."

Su Qing's tone left no room for negotiation.

Su Ming nodded, put down his chopsticks, and said, "Bringing her back was the right thing to do. What is our status now? It wouldn't sound good if outsiders knew that the Su family's granddaughter was living with a street vendor cook."

"He's not running a street stall anymore."

Su Qing looked at her parents, a hint of mockery in her voice:

"Don't you guys usually check the news on your phones? He's rented a storefront on Phoenix Golden Street near the university town and runs a restaurant now."

"Moreover, it's caused quite a stir. Liu Zhiyuan called me yesterday, saying that he's doing online marketing, hiring people to queue up, and selling a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes for over two hundred yuan. Now the whole internet is talking about him being some kind of genius chef."

"Smack."

Zhang Cuihua's chopsticks suddenly fell onto the glass table with a crisp sound.

She and Su Ming exchanged a glance, their expressions instantly turning very strange upon hearing the words "Phoenix Golden Street" and "Master Chef".

The image of the young chef that they had brushed past each other in the staff passage of the Grand Hyatt Hotel a few days ago, along with the fervent praise from the business tycoons at the main table for that young chef, suddenly flooded into their minds.

At the time, Zhang Cuihua felt that the person looked like Lin Fan, but Su Ming insisted that it was impossible.

Hearing this concrete information from Su Qing's mouth, Zhang Cuihua's heart skipped a beat.

"Qingqing, you just said...where does he own a shop?" Zhang Cuihua's voice was a little dry.

"Phoenix Golden Street. It's called Lin Family Shop." Su Qing noticed her mother's unnatural expression and asked, somewhat puzzled, "What's wrong? Have you been there?"

"No, no," Zhang Cuihua quickly denied.

Her eyes darted around, and she smoothed her hair to hide her fluster. She coughed lightly and continued, "I've...heard of it."

Su Mingqing cleared his throat: "Qingqing, we've heard a bit about what you're talking about. Your mother and I attended a business association banquet before, and someone did mention this restaurant."

"Oh?" Su Qing was a little surprised. "Even people in the Chamber of Commerce know about these gimmicks he's been up to? Looks like he's really invested a lot in hiring online trolls."

Su Ming picked up his water glass and took a sip to hide his panic. He was in a state of turmoil.

If the young man who was treated like royalty by Ye Weiguo and a group of bigwigs at the Grand Hyatt Hotel that night really was Lin Fan.

That would be terrible.

But Su Ming is an extremely stubborn and arrogant person.

Having spent so many years navigating the business world, he firmly believes that social classes are fixed.

How could a man who had been meekly washing clothes in his house for five years possibly transform into a reclusive master who could make even the richest man in Jiangcheng bow down in less than a month after his divorce?

This makes no sense at all!

"Qingqing, don't be fooled by those things online."

Su Ming slammed the water glass down on the table and began his analysis with a confident tone:

"Think about it, he left with nothing. Where did he get the money to rent a shop in a prime location like Phoenix Golden Street? He must have borrowed money from loan sharks, trying to make a quick buck through such crooked means!"

Listening to her husband's analysis, Zhang Cuihua gradually felt relieved.

Yeah, that good-for-nothing Lin Fan, how could he possibly have any real skills?

"Your dad is right!" Zhang Cuihua immediately agreed.

Su Qing frowned slightly as she listened to her parents' words.

She wasn't interested in whether Lin Fan was a fraudster; she only cared about the facts and the outcome.

"It doesn't matter what methods he used to open the store."

Su Qing picked up her knife and fork and slowly cut the steak on her plate.

"The important thing is that he is currently self-employed, with unstable income and a complicated working environment. Moreover, he is also involved in the affairs of Shen Man's fiancé, Liu Zhiyuan."

"Liu Zhiyuan said that Shen Man went to his shop every day, and even publicly argued with him because of him!"