The Strongest Matrilocal Son-in-law

Lin Xuan was deep in thought. Qin Shishi probably never would have thought that even though Lin Family International Bank were purchased from Renzi Hall, the owner would be Lin Xuan.    

In other words, Lin Xuan was the real boss.    

"First-class Family like it is something that grandmother has yearned for day and night and wants to curry favor with. The reason why she relied on Qin Yang is because he is the eldest grandson of Qin Family and the direct successor to Qin Family. On the other hand, Grandma still doesn't want Qin Family to become merely a Second-rate Aristocratic Families and still has high hopes for Qin Yang."    

Qin Shishi rarely spoke to Lin Xuan about the family's matters. Facing the rising sun, the sun's rays illuminated her beautiful face. After exercising, her complexion became even more rosy and exquisite, and her beauty became even more enchanting.    

Lin Xuan smiled indifferently at that. "Back then, Imperial Uncle Bai Di Cheng was a person who, with his world-shocking strategy, was unable to support Ah Dou. "In the end, the country of Shu still lost."    

"What do you mean? "Are you trying to say that Qin Yang is a punching bag that he can't afford?"    

"No, no matter how useless Ah Dou is, in the end, he still became the Lord of Shu. However, in my eyes, Qin Yang is just mud that cannot support a wall." Lin Xuan stood on a limestone, stretching his muscles. His words refreshed Qin Shishi's view of the world.    

A trash son-in-law who was criticized by everyone in the Shen City, what right did he have to criticize others as useless and useless?    

For the past three years, Lin Xuan had been known as a good-for-nothing.    

More than any of the celebrities, it caused the public to talk about it after dinner.    

Qin Shishi thought to herself, 'Could it be that after being mocked and suppressed for three years, his mental state has gone insane and caused his to go insane?'    

After the morning run, Qin Shishi drove to Guokang Pharmaceutical Group, while Lin Xuan followed behind on his little electric donkey.    

Everyone despised traffic jams in first-tier cities like Shen City. Only Lin Xuan, with his little electric donkey, followed behind Qin Shishi's car while shuttling between the traffic jams.    

Three years passed by as he watched Qin Shishi walk into the corporation building. Only then did he put the little electric donkey down in front of a breakfast stall, "Boss, it's the same. Two leek boxes and a cup of soy milk."    

"Alright, now!"    

The tall and sturdy breakfast stall owner similarly responded in a refreshing manner by sending the hot leek box and soy milk over.    

"Bro, I really admire your perseverance. Your wife is driving a BMW X3, and you're riding a little electric donkey. Why are you sending her off to work every day?"    

Every time, the boss would look at Lin Xuan with a puzzled expression. He repeated the same question countless times.    

"What can I do to send my wife to work? It's perfectly justified."    

Lin Xuan took a big bite out of the leek box. He had to admit, it was the best leek box he had ever tasted.    

"It's just like the leek box you made. It has the same taste for three years and has always been so delicious. What other purpose can you have? "    

The boss laughed out loud, "The trash in everyone's mouth, the son-in-law, is infatuated with the leek box of a stall like mine. If this got out, it would get on the headlines again."    

"Bro, you still want to use celebrities to make a name for yourself?" "Sure, I'll pay the endorsement fee first."    

"Celebrity?" The boss rolled his eyes, pursed his lips and shrugged. "You really are a celebrity!"    

"However, my breakfast business hasn't reached the stage of planning to go on the market yet. I think we should just forget about endorsing the commercial."    

Lin Xuan almost choked on the leek box, he swallowed the food in his mouth with the soy milk, and looked at the boss with a pair of playful eyes, "You guessed right, you're not a pure breakfast vendor, are you?"