Twenty minutes later, the rickshaw stopped in front of a teahouse.

The teahouse had an impressive facade, even larger than their own courtyard.

The hostesses at the entrance, dressed in neat uniforms, greeted them with smiles and warmly invited them inside.

The manager who was greeting guests recognized Deng Jiaqi at a glance and hurriedly called out, "General Manager, come out quickly to greet our distinguished guest!"

"This place looks very expensive, Jiaqi. Are we sure we're not in the wrong place? Should we go somewhere else?" Su Xiumei looked at the grand teahouse, feeling a little uneasy, and her voice carried a hint of hesitation.

She looked up at the towering teahouse, several stories high, with the four large, powerful characters "Guangshi Teahouse" on the facade, exuding an air of majesty.

"It's not expensive, it's free."

As soon as Deng Jiaqi finished speaking, a man in a suit and tie walked out of the teahouse, beaming with smiles, and quickly stepped forward to warmly invite them in:

"Miss, you've arrived! Why didn't you tell me beforehand? Please come in and have a seat. It's the same private room we've been saving for you."

The general manager's smile was very professional and made people feel comfortable and not annoyed.

“These are my family members. They’re a little hungry now. Go get them something to eat and then take them back later. As for my dad, there’s no need to say anything. I just came here to have some fun,” Deng Jiaqi said.

The Meng family was dumbfounded. It turned out that this was a restaurant owned by Deng Jiaqi's family.

No wonder she said it was free and safe. Now that we're home, how could it not be safe!

Su Xiangyang wanted to slap himself twice at this moment. What nonsense had he just said? He had really embarrassed himself.

Stepping into that Guangshi teahouse, a rich and mellow aroma of tea immediately fills the air.

The teahouse was packed with people, every seat was taken, and the noise was deafening.

In the center of the hall, a storyteller dressed in a long robe was speaking eloquently, creating an extremely lively atmosphere.

The group slowly ascended the antique wooden staircase to the private room on the second floor.

Pushing open the door, everyone was greeted by a bright and spacious room, which was surprisingly large, easily over 100 square meters.

A large round table was placed in the center of the room, decorated with fresh and beautiful flowers, adding a touch of elegance to the entire space.

Around the round table were a row of sturdy wooden chairs, easily accommodating twenty-four people.

Looking to the side, a set of genuine leather sofas and an exquisite coffee table came into view, and a color television set was placed in the corner. In those days, this was a rare item.

The luxurious scene before them instantly shocked everyone present.

Their eyes widened in disbelief and amazement.

On the walls, landscape paintings are hung in a staggered arrangement, and it is clear at a glance that they are quite valuable.

"This is so luxurious! Jiaqi, is this really your family's property?!"

Su Xiuju's eyes widened, her face filled with astonishment, her voice trembling slightly, clearly she was completely shocked by the scene before her.

Su Xiulan was also full of surprise, her lips slightly upturned as she jokingly said, "Oh my, I really didn't expect Jiaqi to be such a hidden rich woman! How could she have fallen for Xiangyang, that good-for-nothing?"

Su Xiumei laughed along, then playfully punched Su Xiangyang on the shoulder, half-jokingly saying, "Tell me honestly, did you use some tricks to force Jiaqi to marry you? Otherwise, why would she choose you?"

Su Xiangyang was embarrassed by what was said, his face instantly turning bright red, from his neck all the way to his ears, like a ripe tomato.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but couldn't utter a single word; his eyes were filled with embarrassment.

Just now, he was pondering how to ease the tension between himself and Deng Jiaqi, thinking that even if they couldn't be husband and wife, being friends would be good too.

But now, being teased like this by her family, she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground. All the words she had prepared beforehand were now stuck in her throat.

As they were talking, a rich and exquisite breakfast was brought over by the waiter and placed on the round table.

Its exquisite presentation instantly attracted everyone's attention, making everyone's mouths water.

The translucent shrimp dumplings, the delicate soup dumplings, and the tempting char siu buns all exude a fragrant aroma, making one's mouth water.

"Wow, my goodness, the food here is so exquisite! I feel like I could finish a whole basket of it in just two bites!"

Su Xiumei exclaimed in amazement, her eyes fixed on the delicious food on the table, her mouth practically watering, her face full of surprise and excitement.

"You can tell how good Southerners are at eating! This is so exquisitely prepared!" Su Xiulan couldn't help but exclaim.

Su Xiangyang was starving, so he wolfed down the shrimp dumplings one after another.

The waiter was serving the food so fast he could barely keep up with how fast he was eating.

He knew Deng Jiaqi's family was very powerful, but he never expected them to be so wealthy and powerful.

However, he also began to wonder why she would go to a factory to tighten screws when her family was so well-off.

As for what Deng Jiaqi saw in him, he himself was always confused.

But at this moment, faced with these rare delicacies, he felt that instead of wasting his energy thinking about those useless problems, it was better to eat more and fill his stomach.

Xiaoli and Xiaojuan looked at the delicious food with great delight, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

They sat obediently in their chairs, with several steamers of shrimp dumplings piled up on the plates in front of them. In no time, they had devoured both steamers of shrimp dumplings.

Everyone was exhausted from their journey and didn't have time to talk. They were all focused on eating, and the only sounds in the room were the clinking of cutlery and the occasional exclamation of praise.

After the meal, the teahouse's general manager personally arranged for a stylish car to respectfully escort them away.

The car slowly drove towards the Guangshi Grand Hotel owned by the Deng family. Along the way, I couldn't help but feel grateful that I was lucky to have Su Xiangyang's blessing. I could eat at fancy teahouses and stay in grand hotels in this lifetime. It felt like a dream.

Su Xiangyang, I don't know what kind of luck he had, to make Jiaqi so devoted to him.

Recalling the despicable things Su Xiangyang did in his previous life, Meng Shuyun felt indignant.

He couldn't help but mutter, "God really has no eyes, how come he's so favored!"

Meanwhile, after receiving a call from the Gu family, Gu Ling and her group immediately bought train tickets to Guangzhou.

As soon as he got off the train, he inquired everywhere about the whereabouts of Meng Shuyun's family.

Gu Ling thought she could easily find out information because of her superpowers, but she didn't expect that this family was so cunning that she couldn't find them no matter what she did.

"Hmph, you think you can get away with this just because you've come to Guangzhou? How utterly ridiculous! You've made your way here once, there will be no second chance!"

Gu Ling sat in the rented car, gritting her teeth and speaking fiercely, as if she wanted to devour Meng Shuyun's family alive.