My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 270: How Vain!

"Even if his company went bankrupt, he should still visit Dean's Mother. That's simply ungrateful!"

The speaker was a pot-bellied man, Mao Fang's husband, Zhang Chao. He leaned on the sofa, watching TV and cracking sunflower seeds, not bothering to help. In his words, he was a leader, and leaders don't do manual labor.

"Zhang Chao, I don't think Yang Qi is like that," a woman said. "He'll definitely come. Back in the day, Dean's Mother really valued him. She always said he would make something of himself, which is why she was a bit strict with him! He should be able to understand that." She then added, "Also, why aren't you two helping?"

Mao Fang retorted sharply, "Help with what? You all know Zhang Chao's status. Others always do the work while he supervises. When has he ever gotten his hands dirty? Besides, his suit cost over a thousand yuan. It would be a shame to get it dirty!"

Her mouth chattered on without pause. "Dean's Mother, why haven't you changed yet?" Mao Fang urged the old woman. "Don't you think the clothes I bought for you are nice? They cost over a thousand yuan!"

The old woman sighed. She wasn't a fool. Over a thousand yuan for these clothes? She could tell their value with a single touch—two hundred at most. However, not daring to offend Mao Fang, she put them on anyway.

"That's more like it!" Mao Fang said. "Zhang Xiaohua, where's your gift? Your sister couldn't make it, so you at least have to bring something good, right?"

Zhang Xiaohua was Zhang Xiaoduo's older twin sister. They were both orphans. It had also been Zhang Xiaohua who had just spoken up for Yang Qi. Zhang Xiaoduo had been killed by the Qin Family, so Zhang Xiaohua had come alone.

"I don't have much money, so I bought a massage chair for Dean's Mother," Zhang Xiaohua said. "It wasn't very expensive, just over two thousand yuan. I hope Dean's Mother won't mind!"

"Good child, why go to such an expense!"

The old woman was shrewd. She knew Zhang Xiaohua was an honest girl; if she said two thousand, it was truly two thousand. There was no doubt about it.

"Hmph, Yang Qi still hasn't shown up!" Mao Fang deliberately changed the subject. She had intended to embarrass Zhang Xiaohua but had been the one to lose face instead.

"He might still be on his way. That child will definitely come," the old woman remarked.

"He's just being thoughtless," Mao Fang sneered. "Everyone is here waiting for him. Besides, the poorest among us at least has a domestic car worth 50,000 or 60,000 yuan. Since he's bankrupt, he probably has to ride a little e-bike. The buses don't even come out this far!

"And I'm not trying to criticize, Dean's Mother, but you've worked hard your whole life. How is it you don't even own an apartment in the city? Wasn't that kid Yang Qi rich before? Why didn't he buy one for you?"

An awkward silence fell over the room. There were quite a few wealthy people present, but an apartment was a big-ticket item. Apartments in Kang City were incredibly expensive. Give one as a gift? Who would be so generous?

Zhang Xiaohua smiled. "Mao Fang, doesn't your family own three apartments? Why don't you just give one to Dean's Mother?"

"That won't do! Ours are all in high-rises. Dean's Mother has trouble with her legs!" Mao Fang was full of excuses. She could criticize others, but they couldn't criticize her.

Just then, a car drove up.

"Is that a Mercedes?"

"An imported one, too!"

"I've seen it online. That car must be worth over two million yuan!"

"I wonder who it is."

"Yang Qi is the only one who hasn't arrived yet... It couldn't be him, could it?"

The crowd was abuzz with speculation.

Mao Fang said disdainfully, "Definitely not. Yang Qi went bankrupt. How could it be him? My husband only drives a Passat worth around 200,000 yuan. What gives him the right to drive such an expensive car?"

At that moment, the car drew closer, and everyone moved forward to get a better look. After all, it was rare to see such an expensive car in this suburban county. Among those present, even the wealthiest had assets of ten million yuan at most. A car worth two million? They truly couldn't afford one, since most of their money was tied up in property.

"Dean's Mother!"

The car door opened, and a man stepped out.

For a moment, it was as if everyone had forgotten to breathe. They were all stunned.

The person who had gotten out of the car was, in fact, Yang Qi.

"Yang Qi! You bought a car?" everyone exclaimed in surprise. "This must be worth over two million yuan, right? Kid, have you struck it rich again?"

Before Yang Qi could reply, Mao Fang said sarcastically, "Yang Qi, you should be more down-to-earth. What will you do if you damage such an expensive car that you've rented?"

"I bought it," Yang Qi said nonchalantly.

"Haha, don't be ridiculous. If you're broke, you're broke. Everyone knows you went bankrupt. Why are you putting on an act?" Mao Fang scoffed.

"Yang Qi, ignore her. Let's go inside," Zhang Xiaohua said, coming over to take his hand and lead him toward the house.

The old woman was also happy to see Yang Qi. She had been worried that he would fall into despair after his bankruptcy. Unexpectedly, the boy had turned out to be so resilient.

Inside the living room, Zhang Chao remained on the sofa, not even sparing Yang Qi a glance. He just said casually, "Yang Qi, let me give you a heads-up. Today is Dean's Mother's birthday. Don't you dare bring up borrowing money."

"Why would I borrow money?" Yang Qi asked, confused.

"Everyone knows you're bankrupt. You'll definitely need to borrow money if you want to make a comeback," Zhang Chao said.

Yang Qi smiled. "In any case, I won't be borrowing from you."

"By the way, Yang Qi, what gift did you prepare for Dean's Mother?" Mao Fang deliberately taunted him. "If you can afford a two-million-yuan luxury car, your gift can't be anything less than spectacular, right? I bought Dean's Mother clothes worth over a thousand yuan, and even Zhang Xiaohua bought a two-thousand-yuan massage chair. As a former big boss, you must have brought something good, right?"

"Of course," Yang Qi nodded. "Dean's Mother, I brought two gifts today. One is from me. The other, I'm bringing on behalf of Xiaoduo. You treated Xiaoduo like your own daughter, so I want to honor you for her."

"My child, just your presence is enough," the old woman quickly said. "There's no need for gifts. I know things are difficult for you now. Really, there's no need!"

"See? Even Dean's Mother knows what your situation is like. Did you really need to rent a car? You could have used that money to live better. We all know each other here. What's the point of showing off in front of us?" Every word from Mao Fang was dripping with sarcasm.

She just couldn't stand to see others doing better than she was, especially Yang Qi. He had pursued her once, but she had rejected him. She had been consumed with regret when she later heard he had started his own company, only to be secretly delighted when he went bankrupt. Naturally, she didn't want to see him make a comeback; she would rather he remain as poor as a church mouse forever.

Most of the others also assumed Yang Qi's car was rented. Given his current situation, how could he possibly afford it?

"A person should be down-to-earth, not vain or overly ambitious!" Zhang Chao added, also beginning to lecture Yang Qi.

Zhang Xiaohua couldn't listen to any more and was about to retort, but Yang Qi stopped her. There was no point in arguing with people like them.

At that moment, Yang Qi took out a beautifully wrapped box and handed it to the old woman.