Super Soldier in the City

Chapter 1853 - 1915: Su Lio’s Phone Call

"This is the life, isn’t it?" Qin Muchu sighed, sitting in the car. He couldn’t help but feel a surge of envy, along with determination. Li Yifei’s situation showed him what a truly impressive person looks like, and with just a few million and a small company, he realized he might have been a little too self-satisfied, which might have been laughable. This time, taking advantage of the opportunity with Li Yifei, Qin Muchu managed to meet a few people, especially meeting Yin Feng’er and Bai He. The two chatted happily, and they might interact frequently in the future. He needed to seize this connection and couldn’t afford to miss it again. Bai Tianpeng over there also gave him his contact info, saying to stay in touch more often.Li Yifei was driving the newly acquired X6, with Song Lianyao sitting in the passenger seat. In front, Bai Tianpeng was leading the way in a Land Rover Range Rover, also a new model, but modified to look wider and longer, appearing quite impressive. However, it was still far inferior compared to the Knight Fifteen. Following behind was Qin Muchu’s Porsche Cayenne. Three cars together drew a lot of attention, and even parked at the Jingtai Hotel, they still caught a lot of eyes.

As soon as the people stepped out of the cars, several security guards rushed over, nodding and saluting obsequiously, while Li Yifei politely said thank you.

Bai Tianpeng wanted to invite Li Yifei to dinner but found it awkward to say, so he fiddled with his phone and sent a message to his daughter. Seeing the message, the little girl jumped over and directly invited Li Yifei to dinner, saying that since he provided so much material, they must thank him with a meal, to which Li Yifei agreed.

Huang Zicong, having gotten the news early, was waiting downstairs. Seeing Li Yifei and the others enter, he guided them directly upstairs to a luxury private room, where no order was needed as he had pre-arranged everything.

As the dishes were served, naturally, there was toasting and a cheerful atmosphere. With a few more women, today’s vibe was even better. Huang Zicong sat at the end, next to Bai Tianpeng. During the meal, they had a drink together, thankful that this friend hadn’t forgotten him. Bai Tianpeng thought that so far, it was just the two of them trying to be friends with Li Yifei. However, because of certain incidents, they almost offended Li Yifei. Now, the two of them hoped that they could really become friends with Li Yifei, as they might need a favor from him in the future. Li Yifei was the kind of person who, by extending a helping hand, could be a great blessing for two lifetimes.

Today, Li Yifei didn’t drink much, although he wasn’t pretending to drink less, but certainly couldn’t drink as much as yesterday. So after dinner, he was still sober. Song Lianyao drove the car, and when they reached the downstairs of their home, Li Yifei suddenly remembered something, stopped, and looked at Song Lianyao.

Song Lianyao, linking arms with him, leaned in for a kiss and then asked, "Honey, what’s wrong?"

"I think we forgot something!" Li Yifei said.

"What do you mean? What did we forget?"

"Did we pay for the car?" Li Yifei commented.

"Honey, have you had too much to drink? We didn’t take a cab; we drove back ourselves... Oh no, we forgot to pay for the car we bought!" Song Lianyao slapped her thigh and exclaimed with wide eyes.

It turns out the two were so engrossed in chatting, they drove to the restaurant without paying the 1.4 million to Bai Tianpeng.

"Forget it; we’ll give it to him the next time we see him!" Li Yifei chuckled, shaking his head and saying, "Adding up Old Bai’s gift from yesterday, we’ve practically swindled them over two million."

"Let me count that; yesterday, Uncle Bai’s gift... it was that sapphire, valued at 1.3 million, right? So that makes it 2.7 million!" Song Lianyao counted on her fingers and said, "Heavens, no wonder people scramble to be powerful and influential. It’s way too easy to make money this way!"

Li Yifei was speechless, looking at her. Song Lianyao just giggled and said, "Why don’t you live here permanently? Then we can wander around and easily make a million a day together!"

"Keep dreaming!" Li Yifei said while pulling her upstairs. Making a million a day? Without this status, who would ever give them money?

When they got home, Song Lianyao immediately assumed her motherly role, holding the baby to start feeding. Li Yifei chatted with the old couple for a while and placed the car keys on the table. Song Lianyao’s father looked at him, puzzled. Song Lianyao quickly explained the events of the day. Learning that the car broke down, Song’s father shook his head and said, "If the car broke, just call me. I could have sent someone to fix it. Why go and buy a new one!"

"Yifei respects you, please accept it. Alright, enough said, I’m going to feed the baby now!" Song Lianyao tossed out a comment and turned to hug the child and left.

Li Yifei then said, "I heard from Lianyao that you two are planning a road trip. I think it’s a great idea, and you should put it on the agenda soon."

"Mm, we thought about it, but no rush. We’ve got to sort out family matters first, then sell the factory, or else it’s always on our mind," Song Lianyao’s father remarked.

"Right, the food factory, right? I’ll find someone to get you a good price later," Li Yifei thought for a second and said.

Song Lianyao’s father laughed heartily, "As long as the price is fair. How much can your mom and I spend on a trip? After all these years, we haven’t seen the outside world, so we just want to go out and have a look!"

"Alright, I’ll ensure the price is reasonable."

Song Lianyao’s mother came over and said, "Okay, stop chatting Yifei’s ears off. It’s getting late; let him take a shower and rest."

Li Yifei stood up, saying, "Then, Dad, Mom, I’ll go upstairs to take a shower. Otherwise, Lianyao will mind the smell of alcohol on me."

In the bed, Li Yifei lay flat, Song Lianyao half-leaning against his chest, her finger drawing circles on his chest, and one long leg resting on him, rubbing up and down intermittently. Li Yifei let out a "hmm," and said, "Do you know you’re playing with fire?"

Song Lianyao quickly stopped and said, "If I don’t move, the fire won’t start!"

"Are you sure?" Li Yifei turned his head and asked.

Song Lianyao quickly shook her head, pleading, "Hubby, I’m wrong, I won’t move anymore, also, the baby just fell asleep, let’s not wake him up, he got tired playing with mom and dad today."

"Alright, I’ll let you off this time!" Li Yifei said.

Hmm, why did he let her off so easily? Song Lianyao blinked, but saw Li Yifei had already picked up his phone and started replying to messages from the women at home and some other people, so Song Lianyao didn’t disturb him. She felt satisfied that she could ’elope’ with Li Yifei this time, always thinking to leave some time for the sisters at home.

The night passed without further words as the two hugged and slept until dawn. The baby was also very cooperative, waking up only once at night, and he went back to sleep immediately after feeding. Li Yifei noticed that if the child slept less during the day, it seemed to be especially good at night. He just said that when Song Lianyao rolled her eyes and said that kids can’t skip sleep, as long as their sleeping routine is fixed, everything falls into place without much trouble.

Li Yifei knew a lot of things, but when it came to taking care of a child, he was still a novice and had no say.

After breakfast, Li Yifei pondered what to do today, but before he could think clearly, continue ’eloping’ with Song Lianyao? Before he could decide, his phone rang. Looking at the number displayed, Li Yifei frowned, as his number was quite special and not many people knew it, those who knew wouldn’t give it away easily, so Li Yifei was puzzled about who this obvious non-phone number was from.

Walking to the window, Li Yifei answered the call with a "Hello," and heard a light hum from the other side. Li Yifei’s brows furrowed; from that short hum, he couldn’t tell who it was, it didn’t sound like Chu Xiaoyao, rather gentle like Su Yiyi, but Su Yiyi wouldn’t hum like that to him, so Li Yifei tentatively asked, "Is it Yiyi, my dear wife?"

"Hell no!" the other side replied.

"Tsk, it’s you!" Li Yifei recognized that it was Su Lio, whom he had met two days ago. Her voice was similar to Su Yiyi, but Su Lio was wilder, spoke faster and more directly.

On the other side of the phone, Su Lio pursed her lips. Hearing the term "Yiyi, my dear wife," conjured up a sordid image in her mind, making it difficult to reconcile the heroic, skilled image with Li Yifei.

Truly, you can’t judge a person by their appearance, nor the sea by its depth. These heroic figures only exist in the mind.

Su Lio had numerous fantasies about a young expert, comparable to her grandfather and others, graceful, dignified, suave, with eyes like stars, eyebrows like swords, a nose like a mountain ridge...

Alright, she was also influenced by Mary Su novels, always imagining too perfect characters, and then after meeting Li Yifei, her fantasies shattered. Here was someone comparable to her grandfather in skill but devoid of any masterly aura, only knowing how to bully little girls!

Anyway, Su Lio had prejudged that Li Yifei was such a person, which was hard to change quickly.

Hearing heavy breathing on the phone, after waiting for over ten seconds without a response, Li Yifei couldn’t help asking, "What’s up?"

"Can’t a person call without a reason?" Su Lio instinctively replied, then immediately realized it was wrong and quickly said, "I spit, who would call you!"

"Does that mean you’re a ghost?" Li Yifei said, utterly puzzled.

Su Lio immediately retorted, "You’re the ghost!"

"You just said a ghost called me," Li Yifei was about to roll his eyes back.

Su Lio realized she had entangled herself and, understanding that she wouldn’t gain the upper hand in banter with this man, decided not to argue any further, and directly said, "Grandpa wants your number and wants to invite you for a meal."

"Ah, this..." Li Yifei paused, "Can’t the old man call me himself? Why did he ask you to call?"

Do you think I wanted to call? Grandpa requested it, Su Lio thought indignantly.