"Chen Fang?"

Upon hearing this name,

He Hong muttered under his breath.

It was clear that he was somewhat unfamiliar with this name.

Just then, he noticed a flash of sharpness in Zhong Xiqian's eyes, and her body involuntarily shuddered.

It was but a moment, yet he seemed to realize something.

He pushed away the woman in front of him.

He grabbed Zhong Xiqian by the collar and smiled thinly, "This Chen Fang, he is the father of the child, right?"

Zhong Xiqian turned her head away.

She said nothing.

Although she said nothing, He Hong guessed something anyway.

With a forceful push, Zhong Xiqian fell to the ground.

He Hong stood up.

He put on the bathrobe he had on the ground and said, "Afu, receive the guest."

...

In the villa's living room,

Chen Fang had been sitting on the sofa for over ten minutes already.

Yu Zhengchuan stood behind him, looking somewhat impatient.

Suddenly,

there were footsteps on the stairs.

Looking up,

he saw a man in a bathrobe slowly descending the grand spiral staircase.

Just as Chen Fang stood up,

He Hong's voice came over, "Executive Chen, my apologies for not coming out to meet you sooner, truly..."

As he spoke these polite words, He Hong approached him.

The two men looked each other in the eye.

He Hong extended his hand and said, "Welcome, Executive Chen, to my humble home."

He consistently emphasized the words "Executive Chen," seemingly to inform Chen Fang that in the time he had been waiting, He Hong had thoroughly investigated Chen Fang's background.

Chen Fang did not shake He Hong's hand but coldly said, "Mr. He, I came to see an old friend."

"Oh? Executive Chen is so direct? I thought we might need to beat around the bush a little first."

He Hong withdrew his hand, carelessly sat down, and crossed his legs elegantly. Stretching out two fingers, Afu behind him handed him a cigarette and lit it for him.

He took a deep drag.

Glancing around the room with his hand, he said, "I don't remember having any intersection with Executive Chen, how could there be an old friend of yours in my house?"

This statement clearly had an undertone of probing.

Chen Fang smiled slightly and also sat down, saying, "Mr. He, playing dumb is not at all interesting."

"Oh, from the tone of Executive Chen, it doesn't seem you are here to see an old friend but perhaps an old flame?"

He Hong teased.

Chen Fang scoffed coldly and said, "Old friend or old flame, either way, I hope Mr. He will grant me this favor."

"A favor? You barge uninvited into the He Family and then expect me to bring my wife to you, Executive Chen, aren't you being a bit too presumptuous?"

He Hong's tone also turned harsh.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fang was blunt, "Regarding being presumptuous, I admit it, because some people truly cannot be considered human."

This statement,

filled the spacious room with a thick scent of gunpowder.

The smile on He Hong's face slowly vanished,

replaced by a more sinister expression, he asked, "It seems, Executive Chen, you intend to make trouble this time."

"That depends on whether someone truly dares to cross my bottom line."

Chen Fang said leisurely.

There was silence for a while.

He Hong said, "Interesting, really interesting. It's been a long time since I've had this much fun. Afu, bring the lady here."

"Yes!"

Afu nodded his head and turned to go upstairs.

In the following moments, no one spoke.

About two minutes later.

Footsteps could be heard again from the staircase.

This time, Chen Fang was unsettled, and he anxiously looked over.

He saw Zhong Xiqian, who had once been dazzlingly beautiful, now cowering with evasive eyes. From her face, one could see numerous bruises, and it was easy to imagine the inhuman abuse she had suffered.

Yu Zhengchuan was the same.

Seeing Zhong Xiqian like this was completely unexpected.

He was just about to go over to her.

But He Hong stood up.

He walked over to Zhong Xiqian, put an arm around her shoulder, and pointing in Chen Fang's direction, he said, "Wife, you have an old friend visiting you, oh, no, might be an old flame, actually."

I had thought that Zhong Xiqian would be excited to see Chen Fang.

But that wasn't the case, she merely sneaked a glance at Chen Fang, then lowered her head again.

It seemed she was unwilling to look at him.

With such a reaction, He Hong was pleased, and continued to hold her as he sat down on the couch.

To provoke Chen Fang,

He Hong even forced her head to lean on his shoulder, putting on a very intimate display.

"Did he hit you?"

Chen Fang struggled to control his emotions and asked Zhong Xiqian.

Zhong Xiqian still kept her head down and did not answer.

He Hong sneered and said to Zhong Xiqian, "Your old flame is asking you, did I hit you?"

Zhong Xiqian did not answer.

He Hong asked loudly again, and this time, Zhong Xiqian flinched slightly, her voice barely audible as she said, "No, he did not hit me."

Yu Zhengchuan was stunned.

The bruises on her face were obvious signs she had been hit, yet she still wouldn't admit it?

He inexplicably looked over at Chen Fang, and seeing that Chen Fang did not react, he forcibly held back.

"Executive Chen, you heard it. I didn't hit her. However, I am very grateful that you care so much about my wife. My own wife, I know how to cherish and pamper her, so your concern is unnecessary. You've seen her, and you've looked your fill, Afu, see our guest out."

At He Hong's command,

the middle-aged man called Afu walked up to Chen Fang, extended a hand, and said, "Please!"

Chen Fang was still sitting on the couch, not showing any intention of moving.

Seeing this,

He Hong asked, "What? Executive Chen, today do you intend to stay at our place? That would be embarrassing. Although the He Family has many rooms, I certainly can't be hosting my wife's old flame. What would that say about my face, He Hong?"

Chen Fang ignored him completely.

His gaze was fixed on Zhong Xiqian.

He paused, then said, "Qianqian, I came here to take you away."

Upon hearing this, Qianqian in He Hong's arms trembled slightly again.

Yet, she did not show any other reaction.

He Hong said disagreeably, "Executive Chen, what do you mean by coming to my house and saying this to my wife? Are you not taking me seriously enough?"

"Shut your mouth. I am talking to Qianqian now."

Chen Fang finally lost his patience.

He glanced coldly at He Hong and stated icily.

"Are you talking to me?" He Hong asked disbelievingly, not expecting Chen Fang to suddenly explode.

"Heh, then you've misunderstood. My superior is talking to a dog,"

Yu Zhengchuan, who had been holding back, sarcastically threw in the comment from behind.

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