Volume 1, Chapter 48: A Son-in-Law Like This is Infinitely Loved

Chen Kaige ended up not performing the act of eating feces. Fang Mo had already guessed that this punk would not honor his promise when they made the wager.

However, this time, Chen Kaige, the young master of the Chen family, had thoroughly embarrassed himself in front of everyone.

After today, the young master of the Chen family had completely lost face within the Ning Corporation.

Yet, Fang Mo had no intention of letting him off that easily.

The entire incident that had just occurred was captured on the Ning Corporation's surveillance cameras...

Although he was not the type to hold grudges and seek immediate petty revenge, he had long deduced that today's event was most likely inseparable from Chen Kaige.

It would be a disservice to Chen Kaige's arrogant demeanor earlier if he didn't make him suffer this humiliation!

With that thought in mind, Fang Mo casually tapped on his computer and directly dumped the surveillance footage onto the Jiangcheng news media.

"Today's crisis was resolved entirely thanks to Young Master Fang. Let's give him a round of the warmest applause to show our gratitude."

At that moment, Ning Yuelan's secretary suddenly jumped out with a cheeky smile.

As soon as those words were spoken, thunderous applause erupted throughout the entire technical department's office.

Countless people looked at Fang Mo with gazes full of excitement.

No other reason, simply because of the young man's brilliant performance today.

Fang Mo's old face flushed red, as he was still somewhat unaccustomed to this kind of attention.

Tap, tap, tap—

The next moment, Ning Yuelan walked over in her slender high heels.

With the crisis averted, a soft, gentle smile once again graced the woman's pretty face.

"The little guy did a huge favor for Big Sister today. Come to think of it, how is it that I never knew you understood computers? Is there anything else you're keeping secret from Big Sister?"

Saying this, Ning Yuelan squatted down slightly and leaned closer to Fang Mo.

A wave of fragrant breeze washed over him, causing Fang Mo's Adam's apple to involuntarily bob up and down.

"Ahem."

"Actually, the firewall was written by a friend of mine previously. That friend has a very high attainment in computers, and he explained all the usage instructions of this firewall to me. As soon as I heard about the trouble you ran into today, I figured this firewall might play some role."

Fang Mo scratched the back of his head, "I suppose this was just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse!"

A firewall written by a friend?

Ning Yuelan blinked her beautiful eyes, a flash of suspicion passing by momentarily, before she nodded thoughtfully.

"So that's how it was!"

"Still, you helped me out immensely, and I must reward you properly. Tell me, what do you want to eat this afternoon? Western food or French cuisine? Big Sister will treat you."

Fang Mo usually had no particular hobbies, and the only thing he might occasionally put some thought into was food.

Hearing this, the foodie worms in Fang Mo's stomach were instantly awakened.

"Let's have Western food. I haven't had Western food in ages, but..."

"Sister Yuelan, you're on your period, can you eat Western food?"

Ning Yuelan smiled charmingly.

"Why ever not? There are so many kinds of Western food; Big Sister can just order some dishes that aren't too stimulating."

Hearing the two of them discussing food, Ning Shiyu, that little foodie, also squeezed her way over.

"What are you guys talking about? What are you whispering about? Big Sister, take me along if you're going to eat something delicious."

Ning Yuelan glanced at her younger sister without a word, her lovely eyes falling back onto Fang Mo.

Strange to say, Ning Yuelan actually felt very lukewarm toward this half-sister of hers, and their relationship could even be described as mediocre.

Yet for some reason, while Ning Shiyu acted all quirky and eccentric in front of outsiders, she was fearless of everything except for this one elder sister of hers.

Moreover, Ning Shiyu simply loved clinging to Ning Yuelan.

"Brother-in-law, please take me with you! I haven't been out to eat anything good in days. Fang Mo~ I'm begging you."

Seeing her sister-in-law suddenly pivot her attack and begin acting spoiled toward him, Fang Mo helplessly slapped his forehead.

"Sister Yuelan, let's just bring her along. Having an extra person will make the atmosphere livelier."

"Wait, I remember Ning Shiyu is still in college, right? Today is a weekday. Don't you have classes?"

"I dropped out early. Grandpa said he's sending me to Europe for studying abroad in two months..."

As they conversed, the three of them walked downstairs.

Only then did people inside the technical department's office start whispering and discussing Fang Mo's identity.

"Could that person be the son-in-law of the Ning Corporation and President Ning's boyfriend?"

"I'd say ten to one. Otherwise, President Ning wouldn't be so affectionate toward him."

"Tsk, what do you guys know? What boyfriend? Didn't you see the WeChat Moments post President Ning made a couple of days ago? They've already gotten their marriage certificate, alright?"

At that moment, the little secretary popped out and said with a cheeky grin.

These words stirred up a thousand ripples with a single stone.

"What the hell, President Ning had a flash marriage?"

"When did that happen?"

"Big brothers, your information is way too out of touch, isn't it?"

Ning Yuelan's secretary looked immensely smug. These technical backbone staff might be more important in the company than she was, but as Ning Yuelan's personal secretary, she had one distinct advantage.

That was she could always be on the absolute front line of eating melons regarding her top boss.

"Although our Ning Corporation's son-in-law looks a bit ordinary, the guy is genuinely awesome. You professional tech experts couldn't solve that difficult problem, but he plugs in a computer and sorts it out in minutes."

"Even if it was just a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, do you guys have that kind of luck?"

At this, a wave of sighs swept through the room. There were quite a few male colleagues in the Ning Corporation who harbored secret crushes on the high-and-mighty iceberg female CEO Ning Yuelan, and upon hearing the secretary's words, countless hearts would undoubtedly break in secret tonight.

"Hey, look everyone, someone posted the surveillance footage from earlier onto the internet!"

Right at that moment, a technical core staff member holding his phone suddenly cried out in surprise.

Hearing this, numerous people hurriedly opened their own phones.

"Huh? What surveillance?"

"The gambling bet when Young Master Chen was at our company."

"Oh, snap! Posted brilliantly! Quick, quick, quick, I'm going to go spam the comments and trash Chen Kaige. I've long found this punk annoying. I can't afford to offend him in real life, but on the internet, can't I throw heavy punches? What's the title? Let me search..."

[Word has it the young master of the Chen family loves eating feces?]

[Young master of the Chen family sneaks into the Ning Corporation to freeload food and drinks?]

The little secretary remained staunchly on the front line of gossip.

"Hahaha, whoever came up with this title—even if it's clickbait, I must say, I love it so much!"

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

As Shen Changqing walked along the road, whenever he encountered familiar acquaintances, they would greet each other or nod in acknowledgment.

Yet no matter who it was,

there were no superfluous expressions on anyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this,

Shen Changqing was already accustomed.

Because this was the Demon Suppression Guard, an organization tasked with maintaining the stability of the Great Qin Empire, whose primary duty was to slay fierce demons and malevolent ghosts, alongside a few other sideline duties.

It could be said that

every single person in the Demon Suppression Guard had stained their hands with much blood.

When a person grows accustomed to witnessing life and death, they become indifferent to many things.

When he first arrived in this world, Shen Changqing was somewhat unadaptable, but over time he grew used to it.

The Demon Suppression Guard was vast.

Those who could remain within the Demon Suppression Guard were either formidable experts of immense strength or individuals with the potential to become experts.

Shen Changqing belonged to the latter.

The Demon Suppression Guard was divided into two professions: Guardian Envoys and Demon Extermination Envoys.

Anyone who entered the Demon Suppression Guard started from the lowest tier as a Demon Extermination Envoy,

then climbed the ranks step by step, ultimately aspiring to become a Guardian Envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor had been a probationary Demon Extermination Envoy within the Demon Suppression Guard, the absolute lowest grade among Extermination Envoys.

Possessing his predecessor's memories,

he was exceedingly familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Guard.

Before long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of a pavilion.

Unlike other areas of the Demon Suppression Guard filled with a chilling murderous intent, this pavilion stood out like a crane among chickens, radiating a different kind of tranquility amidst the blood-soaked Demon Suppression Guard.

At this moment, the pavilion's doors were wide open, and people occasionally entered and exited.

Shen Changqing hesitated for just a moment before stepping inside.

Upon entering the pavilion,

the environment abruptly shifted.

A scent of ink mixed with a faint trace of blood wafted over him, causing his brows to knit instinctively before smoothing out again.

The scent of blood clinging to everyone in the Demon Suppression Guard was virtually impossible to wash away completely.