My Life with Narration

Chapter 409 - 405: Enjoying the Benefits with Backbone

Strange things happen every year, and this year they happened in my house.

Just when he thought that sponsorship could form a team, Wen Nanqing showed him with her actions that he was overthinking it.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the underground parking lot. The landlady pointed at the rows of cars in front of them and laughed:

"Pick whichever you like!"

Su Qing: ...

He thought the landlady wanted to give him a car and would take him to a dealership to buy a luxury car to help him show off tomorrow.

After all, Shen Yi also knew he was going to attend a classmate’s wedding tomorrow and even knew some inside stories, like how he and the groom both had a crush on the bride in high school and that he and the groom didn’t get along.

In this situation, it’s natural to put on a show. Even if you don’t have the means, at that moment, you have to put on a façade to save face.

Besides, he also realized that ever since the first formal meeting with Shen Yi, this older sister had a tendency to want to spend money on him.

The first meeting she’d wanted to give him a car, then introduce him to a job. Although he had refused both, now that their relationship was confirmed, Shen Yi had more reason to splurge.

Money, car, soon it’s going to be a house.

Fortunately, they came to the landlady’s place to choose a car, but seeing the direction she pointed, he was still stunned.

His impression of the landlady, aside from being gentle and generous, mostly revolved around her being a landlady.

Although she is also a shareholder in a company, she has so many houses that it overshadowed her other qualities.

He originally thought she just had a lot of houses. Little did he expect that she also had this many cars, enough to run a small dealership!

Looking around, there wasn’t a single cheap car in sight—at worst, there were Audis or Mercedes.

Maseratis, SUVs, two-door sports cars, and even supercars that you usually only see in movies, and there was more than one.

Bright red Ferraris, Lamborghinis, and some cars he didn’t recognize at all.

From trendy bicycles, ultra-cool motorcycles, to medium-sized RVs, it seemed more like a car exhibition here, with over ten vehicles. The only thing they had in common was that they were all covered in a layer of dust.

Any car enthusiast seeing this would probably cry and call it a waste.

"Um... Sister Wen, there’s no need. I don’t really have anywhere to drive to!" Su Qing said helplessly as he looked at the row of cars in front of him.

Among them, he saw the Maserati he had driven and the Volvo that Wen Nanqing usually drove, and those two didn’t have dust on them.

It turned out that when Wen Nanqing had known Su He wanted to practice driving, she had casually let him drive. He thought she was just being polite, but now it seemed she wasn’t—it was simply that these cars really would be wasted if they weren’t driven.

"How can that be? I heard from Xiao Yi that you are going to a classmate’s wedding tomorrow. She especially reminded me that you need to show face, drive something suitable for young people. Have a good look. If you don’t like these, I have more in another place. I’ll take you to see them. If you like one, I’ll give it to you. I can’t drive them all anyway!" The landlady waved her hand grandly, capturing the essence of a wealthy second-generation perfectly.

Don’t let her gentle and generous appearance fool you; she looks like a model wife and mother, but she enjoyed her youth, too, when she was younger.

The old-style cars like Audi and Mercedes were gifts from her parents when she was in school. A better SUV was a gift from her brother. As for those sports cars and supercars, they were bought after Shen Yi’s company started making money. Most of them, including the RV, were bought after marriage, and it hasn’t even been a few years.

But in recent years, after going through a divorce and having a child, Wen Nanqing hasn’t touched these cars. She focuses on safety now. Even though the price of a Volvo is only in the hundreds of thousands and its appearance can’t beat those sports cars, it’s safe.

Having a child, naturally, everything is for the child. The remaining cars, some were taken during the divorce, and most of the rest are here.

Hearing this, Su Qing repeatedly waved his hands: "I can’t, I can’t, Sister Wen, please stop scaring me!"

Joking aside, he quickly scanned the cars. Excluding the bicycle and motorcycle, the cheapest among them was the Volvo driven by Wen Nanqing, which was also priced at hundreds of thousands.

What kind of relationship would justify accepting a gift of this scale, not to mention some of these sports and supercars.

Even a sports car isn’t much different from Shen Yi’s current Mercedes, and those famous supercars are simply out of his league.

"Who’s scaring you? I’m not joking. My cars have been sitting here for years, rusting away, and it costs me money to maintain them every year. Why don’t you... give it a try?" the landlady asked with a smile.

Su Qing: ...

Though he knew she was talking about the cars in front of them, this young widow’s driving was too intense. If she wasn’t really asking him to choose a car, he’d think she meant something else.

Oh hell, my car’s been sitting here for years with no one to drive it, and gas is too expensive to maintain two cars!

Seeing him remain silent, Wen Nanqing grabbed his clothes and dragged him to a Ferrari: "How about this one? It suits your youthful vibe and definitely has face!"

Su Qing shook his head vigorously; he couldn’t afford it, it was too damn expensive. He only knew it was called a Ferrari, but as for its price or features, he had no idea, because frankly, he couldn’t buy it anyway, so what’s the use of knowing all those details?

"Don’t like it? How about this one!" Seeing him shake his head, Wen Nanqing dragged him over to a Lamborghini. Its beautiful streamlined body and iconic front end couldn’t hide the aura of wealth, even covered in a layer of dust.

At this moment, he nearly shook his head off. Was there any difference between this and the last car?

Then the landlady grabbed his shirt and questioned him one by one.

"Do you like this kind of large off-road vehicle? I do have a big G in another property, but that car is quite outdated, doesn’t suit a young person like you at all. Hey, why are you sweating so much? Don’t be nervous, once you settle things with Xiao Yi, these cars are no big deal, no pressure!" Wen Nanqing patted his shoulder, smiling and comforting him, seemingly perceiving the situation.

"Uh... Sister Wen, how about I just take a cab?"

"Take a cab? No way, no way, Xiao Yi specifically instructed not to take a cab!" Wen Nanqing shook her head like a rattle.

"Well, then how about I drive Xiao Yi’s car? Her car is pretty good too, it’s a Mercedes, just bought recently, over 2 million!" Su Qing said, with cold sweat trickling down as he spoke.

He had driven Shen Yi’s car more than once, not only was it handy, but they were also in a relationship; the most important thing was, he felt he had the wealth to cover it, not likely to be unable to afford it.

"Oh wow, you’re already calling her Xiao Yi so fast, very impressive, little brother. Is that a pet name between you lovebirds?"

Hearing this, Wen Nanqing couldn’t help but laugh hysterically. She called her Xiao Yi because she was older than Shen Yi, but Su Qing, a kid in his early twenties, also calling her Xiao Yi was amusing, giving her more gossip for after dinner.

"Sister Wen, why are you so nosy too!"

"I’m just asking, Xiao Yi’s car is fine, but the interior is too feminine, it’s not suitable for a boy to drive!"

Su Qing: ???

"Too feminine? I didn’t feel that at all? I’ve driven it several times!"

"Why would I lie to you? When Xiao Yi was in the hospital, I personally signed for the car, and besides, it’s listed under the company’s name; technically, it’s mine too, you can drive that car, so why can’t you drive mine!"

Su Qing: ...

Alright, turns out I was crying over the wrong grave, it was you from the start!

Seeing his wry smile, Wen Nanqing thought for a moment: "Alright, stop choosing, just take this one."

Then she opened the shoebox on the ground, searching through a bunch of keys, and pressed a button on one.

The headlights of a matte black sports car lit up, an Aston Martin DB11, which didn’t have the exaggerated look of a supercar but still managed to draw attention.

Subsequently, a key flew toward him, and he instinctively caught it: "Sister Wen, this..."

"What’s the fuss? Don’t worry, it’s not that expensive, about the same as Xiao Yi’s car, just over 2 million, take it, be good, we can’t embarrass Xiao Yi, right?

By the way, take the car out for a wash; consider it a favor for washing my car. No rush to return it, I don’t use it, so that’s it, mission accomplished; good luck, try to get Xiao Yi on maternity leave soon, I’m waiting for your wedding feast!"

Saying this, the landlady picked up the shoebox from the ground and swayed her little waist as she turned and left the scene.

The way this car was chosen was so ludicrous it left people dumbfounded.

No choice, since that’s the case, he could only open the car door, start the engine, and then slowly drive the car out.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, in a men’s clothing store on Jiangcheng City Center Commercial Street, Shen Yi was hugging his arm and said to the staff:

"Wrap up his outfit plus the ones he just tried on, and charge it to my card!"

"Yes ma’am!" the staff gladly took the card.

Upon seeing this, Su Qing pulled his arm out and sternly said:

"What do you mean by this?"

"What’s up, little brother? Don’t you like these clothes?" Shen Yi asked in confusion.

Su Qing took a deep breath: "No, I just want to ask what you mean, do you think I’m a boy toy? Don’t I have money myself? You spending like this makes me lose face, alright!"

Hearing this, Shen Yi chuckled: "Yeah, look at your little face, so pale; come on, give me a smile!"

With that, she tried to lift his chin, but he dodged: "I’m not joking, I’m really angry!"

Seeing this, Shen Yi smiled gently, looked around, then tiptoed to peck him on the lips.

"Still angry?"

Su Qing: "Just this once!"

"Alright then!"

Standing there, I shamelessly enjoyed the implication!

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