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    **Chapter 169 I Believe in Su He**

    Su Shiming thought his daughter was being a bit unrealistic. Although he also wanted to stay by her side, they were, after all, not her immediate family.

    Besides, buying a house in the capital—that’s no small feat!

    Prices were sky-high, and everything cost a fortune.

    Su Shiming had been there once before and never dared go back.

    Broke as he was, going there would only make him feel more inferior and dwell on how unfair life could be.

    "Just wait—your good life’s coming," Su He said jokingly.

    "Alright then, I’ll wait. If you pull it off, your mom and I will up and move to the capital with you." He cracked up as he spoke.

    But in the future, when Su He truly fulfilled her promise, Su Shiming would get choked up remembering this talk.

    It turned out his daughter hadn’t been lying or exaggerating.

    Everything she’d promised came to pass.

    After work, Fu Tinghua rushed over to his in-laws’ place.

    When he drove into the alley where Su Shiming lived, it turned heads.

    "Whose family bought a car?"

    "Don’t recognize the guy driving, either."

    It wasn’t until Fu Tinghua parked in front of Su Shiming’s house that it clicked.

    "Could it be Teacher Su’s son-in-law?"

    "Seriously? He’s got car money?"

    "These days, who’s got car money lying around?"

    As soon as Fu Tinghua hopped out of the car, Su Shiming was right there to meet him.

    "Dad," he greeted with a smile.

    "Ah, Ting Hua, Su He mentioned the hospital assigned you a car?" Su Shiming circled the car, checking it out like a kid at a toy store.

    A car—this wasn’t in the cards for him.

    What guy doesn’t go nuts over cars? But he was thrilled for his son-in-law.

    "Yeah, after I applied, the hospital hooked me up with one."

    "That’s great! It means they value you. Don’t screw this up, got it?" Su Shiming suddenly used his old teacher voice.

    "I understand, Dad."

    That "Dad" snapped him right out of it.

    Right—this man married his girl.

    Such an outstanding son-in-law—this rockstar of a son-in-law was all his daughter’s.

    Isn’t our Jia Tinghua way better than that Xu Runze guy? And he’s someone Su Shiming watched grow up, and his character is top-notch too.

    “Dad, would you like to sit inside and take a look?” Seeing how much Su Shiming liked the car, Fu Tinghua jumped at the chance to impress his father-in-law.

    “Can I?”

    “Of course.”

    With that, Fu Tinghua opened the car door and helped Su Shiming get in.

    Su Shiming sat inside, running his hand over the steering wheel, thinking how awesome it would be to have his own wheels.

    “Old Su, is this your car?” A nosy neighbor who’d been eyeing them finally couldn’t resist asking.

    Su Shiming immediately got out to chat with them.

    “It’s not mine. How could I afford such an expensive car? It was assigned to my son-in-law by his workplace.” He couldn’t hide his smugness.

    “Damn, what kinda job comes with a company car? Your son-in-law must be a big shot there, right?”

    Su Shiming kept mum about the workplace—otherwise, everyone would be hitting up Jia Tinghua at the hospital, and that’d be nothing but trouble.

    “Wowza, your son-in-law’s easy on the eyes. Where’s Su He? She back too? Heard she slimmed down some.”

    After shooting the breeze, Su Shiming finally sent them off.

    “Tinghua, have you been waiting long? Come on, Su He and the others are inside.”

    Done showing his prize, Su Shiming led Fu Tinghua back into the house.

    Su He was manning the stove as usual, while Wen Qing played sous-chef.

    Originally, Su Shiming wanted to help Su He, but Wen Qing wouldn’t let him.

    He’d already monopolized her shopping time earlier, so now she claimed her daughter time.

    While cooking, they could gossip and get the scoop on how Su He was doing in the Fu household.

    As soon as they entered the yard, Zai Zai and Niu Niu came barreling over yelling, “Daddy!”

    “Hmph, only calling for Daddy, not Grandpa!” Su Shiming fake-pouted.

    “Grandpa~” the kids chanted in unison.

    “There we go, good kids.”

    Just then, Wen Qing stuck her head out of the kitchen and saw the group in the yard.

    “Su Shiming, what took you so long to grab one guy? Tinghua, grub’s on. Zai Zai, Niu Niu, time to eat.”

    So they all headed toward the kitchen.

    By the time they walked in, Su He was already dishing out the rice.

    Seeing this, Fu Tinghua jumped right in to help.

    “Oh, Tinghua, just sit down. I’ll help Su He,” Wen Qing called out.

    “It’s fine, Mom. I’ll wash up and lend a hand,” Fu Tinghua replied with a smile.

    At this meal, Su Shiming didn’t dare ask Fu Tinghua to drink alcohol.

    After all, he drove here.

    “When I get my license, Tinghua can join you for drinks,” Su He said with a smile, noticing Su Shiming’s disappointed look.

    “You’re going for your license? I heard it’s pretty tough,” Wen Qing couldn’t help but express concern.

    “It’s not that bad. Could have it in a week.”

    “That fast?” Su Shiming asked skeptically.

    These days, getting a license wasn’t complicated. You paid the fee, got some practice in, and took the test.

    If you failed, you retook it—just pass eventually.

    With so few people taking the test and no waiting in line, you could be done in no time.

    Su He, a driver with over ten years’ experience, was confident she could pass.

    She could even pull off a drift right here if needed—let alone drive normally.

    “Not yet, but I’ll learn. Don’t worry,” Su He said confidently.

    “I believe Su He,” Fu Tinghua chimed in.

    Su Shiming: …

    Wen Qing: …

    After dinner, Su He and Fu Tinghua were ready to take Zai Zai and Niu Niu home.

    Su Shiming and Wen Qing walked them to the door, staring at the parked car, feeling like it all was surreal.

    “Su He, don’t worry—I’ll handle your embroidery carefully,” Wen Qing said, holding her daughter’s hand, reluctant to let go.

    “I know, Mom. Don’t push yourself, just take your time. I’ll come by when I can, and you’re welcome to visit us too.”

    “Oh, Wen Qing!” A voice interrupted the mother-daughter conversation.

    “A Mei! Wow, when did A Ze get back?” Wen Qing happily asked upon seeing Xu Runze’s family out walking after dinner.

    Tang Xiaoshuang’s family was also with them—it looked like both families had just eaten and were out for a walk.

    “Just a few days ago. What’s all this?” Liu Mei curiously asked, eyeing the car.

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    1. Emperatriz_Rebe$20
      Aug 24, '25 at 00:25

      Tinghua de nuestra familia o nuestro Tinghua*

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