"You're right, it really does resemble him a bit!"
Wang Tingting hadn't paid much attention last night, but after hearing Li Xiuying's words, she realized it was true.
She couldn't help but feel surprised.
Chen Xing'er was quite pleased to hear this and pressed her advantage, "Yes, he's my relative, but he doesn't acknowledge me."
In an instant, all eyes turned to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan, while eating, remarked, "You're a young lady from the capital; I can't possibly reach you now."
Su Yingxue and the others pondered this and found it to be the case.
If Chen Fan were Chen Xing'er's relative, how could he have ended up as a live-in son-in-law?
Chen Xing'er snorted in dissatisfaction but didn't press the issue, continuing to chat and eat with Su Yingxue.
With her glib tongue, the two quickly became like sisters, and Su Yingxue's impression of her improved greatly.
In fact, as a young lady of the Chen family, when she wasn't putting on airs, Chen Xing'er could get along with anyone.
After Chen Fan sent Su Yingxue to work, Chen Xing'er and Shi Wenyan also finished eating and left.
They walked towards Villa Number Two.
"Wenyan, between Su Yingxue and Su Yingxia, who do you think would be a better sister-in-law for me?" Chen Xing'er suddenly asked.
Shi Wenyan was speechless and shook her head, "Boss, that's not for you to decide."
"You're right!" Chen Xing'er chuckled self-deprecatingly. "But Su Yingxia, that woman, is truly a bit blind!"
Shi Wenyan wouldn't casually comment on such matters and remained silent.
"Setting aside my brother's identity, isn't he also very charming? Could Young Master Jiang Long really be superior to him?" Chen Xing'er asked, confused.
Shi Wenyan replied, "Perhaps it's just a matter of status."
"Indeed!"
Chen Xing'er paused, then said with a hint of exasperation, "In many people's eyes, they can't see anything beyond status!"
On the other side.
Chen Fan dropped Su Yingxue off at her company and then took Nannan to kindergarten.
At the kindergarten entrance, the principal from yesterday was waiting respectfully. Upon seeing Chen Fan, he quickly stepped forward.
"Mr. Chen!"
The principal, whose face still bore the mark of a slap from yesterday, fawned and bowed, "I was blind yesterday. I beg for your understanding regarding what happened."
Some parents watched in astonishment.
"Alright," Chen Fan waved his hand. "Let this be the last time. If anything similar happens again, I'll make you pay a price a hundred times greater than that district chief."
"Yes, yes!"
The principal shivered.
Chen Fan held Nannan's hand and handed her over to Teacher Liang, chatting with her for a moment and asking her to take good care of Nannan, calling if anything arose.
After giving Nannan a few more instructions, he walked out of the kindergarten gate.
When he reached his car, several people were standing there, their expressions hostile, some with deep hatred in their eyes.
The person at the forefront, whom he had seen yesterday, was the middle-aged man behind Xu Donglai.
"Mr. Chen!"
The middle-aged man bowed slightly and said, "My young master wishes to invite Mr. Chen for another chat."
"Not interested!"
Chen Fan refused without a second thought. "I already made myself very clear yesterday."
"I believe, Mr. Chen, that you might not be entirely clear in your heart," the middle-aged man said calmly. "Refusing a centuries-old prominent family like the Xu family often comes with unforeseen consequences, and regret will be too late then!"
"Take my advice and speak with my young master first!"
"Are you threatening me?"
Chen Fan's expression instantly turned cold.
"A reminder!"
The middle-aged man smiled, appearing gentlemanly. "We know Mr. Chen is quite skilled; over ten security guards couldn't get close to you.
But you must understand, there are many skilled fighters in this world, and there are also those who dedicate their lives to martial arts, seeking nothing else.
Perhaps there are countless extraordinary individuals; how many can you fight against alone?
Moreover, Mr. Chen, you are not living alone; you have friends and family, don't you?"
Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing within them. "Threatening me with my loved ones, is this the behavior of a centuries-old prominent family like the Xu family?"
"Mr. Chen, you jest!" the middle-aged man said. "Centuries-old prominent families have their own rules and demeanor; they would certainly not do anything to tarnish their reputation.
"However," he continued leisurely, "just because the Xu family doesn't do it, doesn't mean others won't!"
"For instance, the Wu family, whose heir you killed at the Silver City Club, or the Yu and Tian families…
"Even our friends from the Shao family behind me!"
"You see, we just observed you taking a child to kindergarten…"
After a long speech, the voice suddenly stopped.
Because the middle-aged man's feet were no longer on the ground.
Chen Fan's eyes were filled with icy killing intent as he grabbed the man by the neck and lifted him into the air.
The intense suffocation struck the middle-aged man with fear, rendering him unable to struggle.
The men behind the middle-aged man roared and rushed forward.
Chen Fan kicked them, sending them all sprawling on the ground.
However, he didn't break the middle-aged man's neck. Instead, he threw him to the ground.
With a dull thud, the middle-aged man coughed violently, clutching his throat.
"Lead the way!"
Opening the car door and getting into the driver's seat, Chen Fan made a phone call.
"My dearest Wang, do you miss me so soon?"
A warm and seductive voice came from the phone.
"Sunshine Kindergarten, a little girl named Hu Siyang. I want you to protect her. The specific address is…"
"No problem, my King!"
Meiji replied happily. Having a task made it easier to approach the King of the Night.
Hanging up the phone, Chen Fan saw the middle-aged man and his companions get into a Mercedes, leading the way with their hazard lights flashing.
His gaze was cold and indifferent.
What centuries-old prominent family? They were nothing in his eyes.
If that Xu Donglai was foolish enough, he wouldn't mind fulfilling his wish.
Turning onto Hangjiang Avenue and heading west, the car stopped at a large building.
"Mr. Chen, please!"
The middle-aged man pointed to the sign of the martial arts gym on the first floor and said, "My young master is waiting for you inside."
Chen Fan seemed slightly surprised.
Why had Xu Donglai chosen such a place?
Did he lose the handshake yesterday and want to regain his honor?
Stepping into the martial arts gym, about twenty young people in martial arts uniforms were practicing.
Besides them, many people had gathered, including several familiar faces to Chen Fan; they were likely members of the Shao family.
Many looked at Chen Fan with resentment in their eyes.
"Mr. Chen, my young master is in the office inside. Please!" the middle-aged man said.
Chen Fan strode across the open practice area and arrived outside the office.
The interior was rather simple, with just a desk and a wooden tea table.
Xu Donglai was sitting behind the tea table, boiling water and preparing tea.
He was actually wearing a loose martial arts uniform for training.
Paired with his slender physique and handsome face, he presented a distinguished appearance.
Behind him stood the elder from yesterday, still as an ancient pine, unmoving.
"Mr. Chen has arrived. Please sit!"
While speaking courteously, Xu Donglai made no move to get up.
Since he was here, Chen Fan sat on a wooden stool by the tea table.
Pouring Chen Fan a cup of tea, Xu Donglai smiled, "When we met yesterday, I was rejected by Mr. Chen, and I lost my composure. I hope Mr. Chen will not take it to heart!"
Chen Fan gave a wry smile.
"Please drink the tea, Mr. Chen. It's high mountain cloud tea I brought specifically from Xiling, made from the tender leaves of ancient tea trees on the mountain peaks, harvested just three days before Qingming!"
Xu Donglai made a gesture, saying, "Mr. Chen, you may not have much understanding of our Xiling Xu family."