Inside Villa Number One.
"Tingting, who is it? Why did you close the door?" Li Xiuying asked in surprise as she mopped the floor.
"Who else could it be? That shameless woman from the Su family, brought a group of people. She probably has ill intentions," Wang Tingting snorted and said to Chen Fan, who was eating porridge at the dining table, "Chen, your ex-wife is here."
Chen Fan couldn't be bothered to respond.
"Maybe she's here to beat you up," Wang Tingting added.
"Auntie Tingting, you're not allowed to hit Uncle," Nannan, who was already awake, protested to Wang Tingting upon hearing that.
Wang Tingting felt a mixture of amusement and helplessness. She ruffled Nannan's head and said, "It's not me who wants to hit your uncle, it's someone outside who wants to beat him."
"Ah, what should we do? Are there bad guys coming?" Nannan asked, a little panicked.
A knock came again.
"Open the door and let them in," Chen Fan said to Wang Tingting.
Wang Tingting snorted, "I'm not going. If you want to go, you go yourself."
Li Xiuying's expression turned unpleasant. Holding the mop, she went to open the door and said, "We have no more relationship with the Su family. What are you here for?"
Yuan Liangping, who was outside, almost got hit on the head by the mop. He stared at the old lady who appeared at the door, looking bewildered and displeased. What kind of people lived in Villa Number One? A feisty young girl, and an old woman who seemed a bit deranged? Were these people probably Chen Fan's relatives?
Seeing a man of extraordinary attire and bearing outside, Li Xiuying became a little flustered.
"Auntie, you can continue mopping. Don't mind them!" Chen Fan's voice sounded from behind Li Xiuying.
Li Xiuying couldn't handle the shock, and Chen Fan naturally couldn't sit still now. He had to go out and see. His gaze swept past Su Yingxia, pretending not to see her. Su Yingxia had expected Chen Fan to be flustered upon seeing her, but he remained completely indifferent, like a stranger. She couldn't help but feel annoyed.
"You are Chen Fan?" Yuan Liangping asked, scrutinizing Chen Fan with narrowed eyes.
"Is there something?" Chen Fan said indifferently.
"I am Yuan Liangping, Yuan Fangfei is my sister, and Yuan Zijie is my brother," Yuan Liangping said with a smile.
Chen Fan remained unconcerned and asked, "What do you want to say?"
Yuan Liangping, who usually displayed excellent composure in public, found his state of mind slightly disturbed by Chen Fan's seemingly ordinary question. Did this man seem to have completely forgotten what he had done? His face darkened. Yuan Liangping forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart and said, "Mr. Chen, thanks to you, my sister's face is still swollen, and my brother's face is full of pits and bloody holes. It's irreparable. He's been disfigured."
"Mr. Chen is now asking me, what do I want to say?"
Chen Fan nodded and said, "So, are you here for revenge?"
"I judge not only the monk but also the Buddha," Yuan Liangping said coldly. "The kindness Mr. Chen has bestowed upon the Yuan family, I will repay to Mr. Chen."
"However, Mr. Chen need not be nervous. It's not today."
Chen Fan stared at Yuan Liangping and smiled, "Then, why are you really here?"
"Besides reminding Mr. Chen, I'm also here to deliver an invitation!" Yuan Liangping picked up the invitation in his hand and handed it to Chen Fan.
"Tomorrow evening at six o'clock, at the banquet hall of the Hanjiang Grand Hotel, I have prepared an auction. I sincerely invite the owner of this villa to attend. Please help me convey this message, Mr. Chen!"
"Of course, I hope Mr. Chen can also attend. Such an occasion is a rare experience for Mr. Chen in his lifetime."
Chen Fan had to admit that this young master of the Yuan family was far superior to Yuan Fangfei and Yuan Zijie. Even when issuing a threat, his words were flawless. Such a person, outwardly refined, elegant, and composed, was actually ruthless and deceitful. Of course, Chen Fan had seen many such people, and Yuan Liangping was still too young and inexperienced compared to those he had encountered.
"Alright!" Since Yuan Liangping wasn't here to cause trouble, Chen Fan couldn't be bothered to meddle further. Taking the invitation, he said, "The owner of the villa will attend on time."
"Thank you, Mr. Chen," Yuan Liangping said. "I look forward to seeing Mr. Chen tomorrow evening as well. Don't disappoint Yuan."
"I definitely won't disappoint you," Chen Fan replied in a calm tone.
"Then Yuan will await the villa owner's arrival." Yuan Liangping nodded and turned to head towards his car. Chen Fan couldn't be bothered to look again and casually closed the door.
Su Yingxia had not spoken a word from beginning to end. Seeing the villa door close, she felt immensely vexed. Three years of marriage, and he wouldn't even spare her a second glance. How cold-blooded and heartless! The man who had once fawned over her, obeyed her every word, and cherished her like a delicate treasure, seemed like a completely different person. Su Yingxia felt both ashamed and angry, with a further increase in her hatred.
"Miss Su, do you happen to have time to accompany Yuan for a stroll and have lunch together?" Standing by the car, Yuan Liangping seemed to remember something and turned back to ask elegantly.
Su Yingxia froze for a moment, then fell into immense surprise. In front of the distinguished Yuan Liangping, she felt utterly inadequate. After all, Chen Fan was her ex-husband, and Jiang Shaolong was her current one. A woman like her was already a wilted flower. Theoretically, she shouldn't have caught the eye of Young Master Yuan. But now, Young Master Yuan had actually invited her. Useless Chen Fan, forever useless, let him go to hell! With surprise and a hint of perfectly placed shyness on her face, Su Yingxia nodded and said, "I have time, I have time. If Young Master Yuan wants to tour Hangjiang, I can be your guide." She stepped elegantly into the Rolls-Royce.
Jiang Lizong was still standing nearby. Seeing Su Yingxia so engrossed that she didn't even glance at him, his expression turned somber. He felt as if he could see the green grassland starting to grow on his son Jiang Shaolong's head. And his son hadn't arrived yet. The Rolls-Royce started moving, and no one acknowledged Jiang Lizong. The convoy drove towards the entrance of Xiangshan Tanfu. Jiang Lizong had no choice but to walk towards the garden villa. Midway, he saw Jiang Shaolong, who had washed up and changed clothes, rushing over.
"Dad, where are they?"
"Gone!" Jiang Lizong said.
Seeing that the area outside Villa Number One was now empty, Jiang Shaolong asked in surprise, "Where's Su Yingxia?" Big Wind Novel Network.
Jiang Lizong sighed and said, "She left with Yuan Liangping, saying she was going to accompany him touring Hangjiang."
Jiang Shaolong's expression turned grim, and he gritted his teeth. "This is the good wife you found." Jiang Lizong thought to himself.
The indifferent attitude of Yuan Liangping and Xu Shengqing was something an experienced man like him could not fail to perceive. This was actually within expectations and acceptable. But the problem lay with Su Yingxia. As a daughter-in-law of the Jiang family, she had not considered the Jiang family's interests in front of those two young masters. Jiang Lizong said in a low voice, "Shaolong, don't overthink it. It's just normal interaction." He still had to persuade Jiang Shaolong, saying, "Yingxia's close relationship with Young Master Yuan is beneficial to us if she can establish connections."
"Got it," Jiang Shaolong said sullenly. "I'll rest for a while. You go back first."
After Jiang Lizong got into his car and left, and turned to enter the garden villa, Jiang Shaolong's face became twisted and ferocious. He grabbed something from the table and smashed it to pieces. "Su Yingxia, you bitch, do you still have me, your husband, in your eyes?" "You're cuckolding me, I'll definitely make you suffer!" Incompetent rage!