Morning.
Inside the garden villa, Jiang Shaolong watched Chen Xing'er enter Villa No. 1 through the telescope.
His mood immediately soured.
Although he hadn't met Miss Chen, it didn't prevent him from knowing her identity.
For the past two days, he had been responsible for monitoring Chen Fan and had often seen Miss Chen go to Chen Fan's place.
This indicated that the relationship between the two was quite close, which made him intensely jealous.
"Damn Chen Fan, why is he always so lucky, favored by those important figures?"
He couldn't help but mutter to himself.
In his memory, this was not an isolated incident but something that happened frequently.
Mr. Long was a given, being Chen Fan's backer.
Besides him, there was also Young Master Zhong, Mr. Jiang of Shengshi, Tang Qingying, and others.
Now, even Miss Chen was getting close to Chen Fan!
Why?
Apart from being a bit good at fighting, what else was there to mention about that good-for-nothing?
In this era, what was the use of fighting and killing?
"What are you muttering about?"
Suddenly, a slap landed on Jiang Shaolong's head.
Jiang Shaolong jumped, put down the telescope, and said obsequiously, "Brother Lang, it's Miss Chen from next door who went to Chen Fan's Villa No. 1 again!"
The so-called Brother Lang was Wild Wolf.
He pouted and said, "That kid can really climb high branches. Keep watching. If that kid leaves as usual, then notify Scarface!"
Scarface and the others were not staying in the garden villa. This was, after all, a high-end villa community, and having so many people there was inconvenient and could easily attract suspicion.
"Okay, Brother Lang!"
Jiang Shaolong replied, feeling extremely tormented inside.
His heart was devoured by hatred, and he was impatient to get revenge on Chen Fan.
However, he had not yet found an opportunity.
...
Inside Villa No. 1.
"My flight is at noon!"
Chen Xing'er, who was freeloading breakfast, suddenly said.
"Xing'er, are you returning to the capital?"
Su Yingxue and Wang Tingting were both surprised.
"Alas, some people in Hang Jiang don't welcome me!"
Chen Xing'er said with a hint of resentment.
Chen Fan ate his breakfast unhurriedly, not bothering to respond, considering that this girl still knew what was important.
Of course, it was also because he had called Grandpa Chen last night, and Grandpa Chen had pressured Chen Xing'er.
"But it's nothing much. I'll handle things in the capital, and I'll be back in a few days!" Chen Xing'er said regretfully, "It's just that I won't get to see Sister Xue's dazzling performance!"
"What's there to that?"
Su Yingxue said, "If you don't mind, Xing'er, I can measure your body data and design a dress for you!"
"Okay, okay, that would be great!"
Chen Xing'er, who never knew what politeness was, said, "I like cool clothes with a heavy metal style. Design one like that for me." Da Feng Novel Network.
Su Yingxue nodded happily and said, "No problem!"
After breakfast, Su Yingxue got busy again. She also measured Wang Tingting's size, planning to design a dress for her too.
This delay made them leave later than usual.
After he dropped off Nannan at kindergarten and Su Yingxue at the company, he returned to Xiangshan Tanfu and went directly to Villa No. 2.
Unexpectedly, the door to Villa No. 2 was locked, and Chen Xing'er had already left.
This girl, even though she was returning to the capital, still found time to be mischievous.
Helpless, he had to call Chen Xing'er, "Miss Chen, where is your dragon-patterned compass? Did you take it back to the capital?"
"Guess!"
Chen Xing'er giggled and said, "Or you can beg me to tell you!"
This girl was asking for a lesson again. Chen Fan directly hung up the phone.
Returning to Villa No. 1, Li Xiuying said, "Xiao Fan, Miss Chen said she left something for you in her room!"
Chen Xing'er's room?
Chen Fan suddenly remembered that the girl had indeed occupied a room last time.
He entered the room and saw a fragment of a dragon-patterned compass placed on the bedside table.
Chen Fan felt a mix of amusement and helplessness.
At this moment, his phone vibrated again.
He picked it up and saw that there was no caller ID.
Frowning, he hung up, not bothering to answer.
However, the other party was persistent and called several more times.
Annoyed, Chen Fan answered the call, and Xiang Jingzhu's voice came through: "I'm waiting for you at the funeral home in the South City district!"
"Are you crazy?" Chen Fan said indifferently.
"Who would have thought that the Lord of the Night, who makes the global dark world tremble, has another identity in Dahua, Mr. Long?" Xiang Jingzhu's voice sounded again, with a hint of playfulness.
Chen Fan frowned.
"Let me introduce myself, my name is Xiang Jingzhu, from the capital!" Xiang Jingzhu said, "The Xiang family of the capital!"
Chen Fan's frown deepened.
The Xiang family of the capital was one of the seven top noble families in the capital, with immense power.
In fact, compared to the Chen family, the Xiang family's momentum was even stronger, with their direct descendants holding positions as provincial governors.
No wonder this woman dared to disregard the rules of the special department and investigate his background.
Investigating the identity of Mr. Long was not a difficult task for Xiang Jingzhu, who possessed the resources of the Xiang family and special channels.
In fact, although Chen Fan was low-key, there were still many clues to be found.
It was just that some people's self-brainstorming and inability to accept the fact that Chen Fan, a live-in son-in-law, was Mr. Long, had caused widespread misunderstanding.
And for people like Xiang Jingzhu, who had received special training, it was their job to peel back the surface and find the truth.
"What exactly do you want?"
Chen Fan asked in a deep voice.
"You'll know when you get here!"
Xiang Jingzhu, however, kept him in suspense.
"You wait!"
Chen Fan replied coldly and hung up.
He put away Chen Xing'er's dragon-patterned compass fragment, got into his car, and drove to the funeral home.
As he drove away, in the garden villa, Jiang Shaolong's expression brightened, and he shouted, "Brother Lang, Brother Lang, he's going out again!"
"Going out at this time?"
Wild Wolf quickly took out his phone to notify Scarface.
Chen Fan's movements were quite regular. Apart from Villa No. 1, he usually only drove Su Yingxue and the child.
"Jiang Shaolong, you are familiar with Hang Jiang. Scarface wants me to take you along!" Wild Wolf said.
Jiang Shaolong's heart surged with excitement, and he quickly agreed, "Let's go!"
The two quickly left the house. After exiting the community, they found a car that dared not park in the community and drove towards the south of the city as directed by Scarface.
They drove to a remote area with sparse population and buildings, and finally met up with Scarface and his men.
Getting out of the car, Jiang Shaolong was stunned.
It was a funeral home.
"Why is he coming to a funeral home? To attend a memorial service?"
"It doesn't look like there's a memorial service being held here!"
Scarface stared at the entrance of the funeral home, his expression changing. After pondering for a long time, he said, "Let's not wait. This is the place. Get your weapons!"
If a funeral home is not holding a memorial service, there are very few people.
And in such a place, the sense of caution would not be very strong. Scarface felt this was an opportunity to get rid of Chen Fan.
Although Young Master Yuan was not pressuring him, he called every day to ask about the situation.
Their original intention was to kidnap Su Yingxue to threaten Chen Fan, but Su Yingxue's life was too regular, and she only went from Villa No. 1 to the company, never going out.
Moreover, Chen Fan drove her every day. Kidnapping Su Yingxue and eliminating Chen Fan were equally difficult.
Then, the thugs took out their weapons from the car, wrapped them in clothes for concealment, and walked towards the funeral home, hiding them behind their backs.
Jiang Shaolong did not bring any weapons, but he excitedly followed.
He eagerly anticipated seeing Chen Fan as a corpse.
But Scarface looked back and said, "Jiang Shaolong, you might alert that Chen Fan. Wait at the door!"
Jiang Shaolong was immediately devastated.
But intimidated by the ferocity of Scarface and the others, he dared not express his opinion and could only nod.
In the lobby of the funeral home, Chen Fan also met Xiang Jingzhu.