Chapter 230
"Don't tell me, they are really similar!"
Wang Tingting didn't pay attention last night, but now after hearing Li Xiuying's words, she realized that it was indeed the case.
She couldn't help but become suspicious.
Chen Xing'er was very happy to hear this, and said while the iron was hot: "Yes, he and I are relatives, but he doesn't recognize me."
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Fan's face.
While Chen Fan was eating, he said, "You are a young lady from the capital. I can't reach you now."
Su Yingxue and the others thought about it and found that this was indeed the case.
If Chen Fan was a relative of Chen Xing'er, how could he be reduced to being a door-to-door son-in-law?
Chen Xing'er snorted dissatisfiedly, but this time she didn't bother and continued chatting with Su Yingxue while eating.
Under her clever mouth, the two quickly became like sisters, and Su Yingxue had a good impression of her.
In fact, as the eldest lady of the Chen family, Chen Xinger can get along with anyone when she has no airs.
After Chen Fan sent Su Yingxue to work, Chen Xing'er and Shi Wenyan also finished eating and left.
The two walked towards Villa No. 2.
"Wen Yan, who do you think is better as my sister-in-law, Su Yingxue or Su Yingxia?" Chen Xinger suddenly said.
Shi Wenyan was dumbfounded, shook his head and said: "Boss, this is not your decision."
"That's right!" Chen Xing'er laughed at herself and said, "However, this woman Su Yingxia is really a bit blind!"
Shi Wenyan would not make casual comments on this kind of matter and would remain silent.
"Regardless of my brother's identity, isn't he also very charming? Can Jiang Shaolong be stronger than him?" Chen Xing'er was puzzled.
Shi Wenyan said: "Maybe it's just a matter of identity."
"Too!"
Chen Xing'er was stunned for a moment and said speechlessly: "In the eyes of many people, apart from their identity, they can't see anything else!"
The other side.
Chen Fan sent Su Yingxue to the company and then sent her to the kindergarten.
At the entrance of the kindergarten, the principal from yesterday was waiting respectfully. When he saw Chen Fan, he hurriedly came up to greet him.
"Mr. Chen!"
The principal, who still had the mark of the slap on his face, nodded and bowed with a scowl on his face and said, "I was blind to what happened yesterday. Please forgive me."
Some parents were stunned.
"Okay." Chen Fan waved his hand: "If this does not happen next time, if something similar happens again, I will make you pay a price a hundred times higher than that of the district administrator."
"Yes, yes!"
The director shuddered.
Chen Fan took his daughter's hand and sent her to Teacher Liang. He chatted with Teacher Liang for a few words and asked her to take good care of her and call her if anything happened.
After giving his daughter a few more instructions, he walked out of the kindergarten door.
When they came to the car, there were several people standing there with unkind expressions, and some even had deep hatred in their eyes.
The leader, 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, I would like to ask Mr. Chen to chat with you again."
"Not interested!"
Chen Fan refused without thinking, "I made it very clear yesterday."
"I think Mr. Chen may not be very clear in his heart." The middle-aged man said calmly: "Rejecting a century-old Chinese family like the Xu family often costs more than you imagine. It will be too late to regret it by then!"
"Listen to my advice and talk to my young master before we talk!"
"Threaten me?"
Chen Fan's expression instantly dimmed.
"remind!"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said like a gentleman: "We know that Mr. Chen is very skilled, and even a dozen security guards can't get close to you."
"But you must know that in this world, there are many people who can fight. They also spend their whole lives practicing martial arts. I don't want other warriors to exist."
"There may be countless people and strange people. How many can you defeat by yourself?"
"Besides, Mr. Chen doesn't live alone. You have relatives, friends, and family, don't you?"
Chen Fan's eyes narrowed, and a cold light suddenly appeared, and he said: "Threatening me with my relatives, is this the behavior of a century-old Chinese family like the Xu family?"
"Mr. Chen is joking!" the middle-aged man said: "The Chinese people have their own rules and tolerance for hundreds of years, and they will definitely not do such a thing to tarnish their reputation."
Then, he said leisurely: "But if the Xu family doesn't do it, it doesn't mean that others won't do it!"
"For example, the Wu family whose heir you killed in the Yincheng Club, the Yu family, the Tian family and other families..."
"Even these friends of the Shao family behind me!"
"Look, we just saw you sending a child to the kindergarten..."
After talking for a long time, the voice suddenly stopped.
Because, this middle-aged man's feet have already left the ground.
Chen Fan's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, and he grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up.
The strong sense of suffocation made the middle-aged man feel frightened and wanted to struggle but could not.
Several people behind the middle-aged man shouted angrily and rushed forward.
Chen Fan raised his foot and kicked them all to the ground.
But instead of breaking the middle-aged man's neck, he threw him to the ground.
There was a dull thud, and the middle-aged man covered his throat and coughed violently.
"Lead the way!"
After opening the door and sitting in the driver's seat, Chen Fan took out his cell phone and made a call.
"My dear king, do you miss me so soon?"
A warm and charming voice came from the phone.
"Sunshine Kindergarten, there is a little girl named Hu Siyang. I want you to protect her for me. The specific address is..."
"No problem, my king!"
Mei Ji happily answered that she had a task to do and it would be easier to get close to the King of the Night.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Fan saw the middle-aged man and others getting into a Mercedes-Benz, leading the way with double turn signals on.
His eyes were cold and indifferent.
The century-old Chinese race is not worth mentioning in his eyes.
If Xu Donglai doesn't know whether to live or die, I won't mind helping him.
Turning onto Hangjiang Avenue and heading all the way to Xicheng District, the car stopped under a building.
"Mr. Chen, please!"
The middle-aged man pointed to the signboard of the martial arts hall on the first floor and said, "My young master is waiting for you inside."
Chen Fan was slightly surprised.
What did Xu Donglai mean by choosing a place like this?
Yesterday I lost the handshake. I am not convinced and want to regain my position?
Stepping into the martial arts hall, there were about twenty young people wearing martial arts uniforms practicing.
In addition, there were many people gathered, including many faces that Chen Fan was somewhat familiar with. They should be descendants and members of the Shao family.
Many people looked at Chen Fan with eyes filled with hatred.
"Mr. Chen, my young master is in the office inside, please!"
The middle-aged man said.
Chen Fan strode across the open practice field and came outside the office.
The environment inside is actually relatively simple, with only a wooden tea table outside a desk.
Xu Donglai was sitting behind the tea table, boiling water for tea.
What he was wearing was actually a loose martial arts uniform used for practicing.
With his slender figure and handsome face, he looks pretty good.
Behind him, the old man from yesterday stood, motionless like an old pine tree.
"Mr. Chen is here, please sit down!"
Although he was polite, Xu Donglai had no intention of getting up.
After arriving, Chen Fan sat on the wooden pier of the tea table.
Pouring a cup of tea for Chen Fan, Xu Donglai said with a smile: "When we met yesterday, Xu was rejected by Mr. Chen and lost his temper. Please don't take it to heart!"
Chen Fan smiled.
"Mr. Chen, please drink tea. I specially brought it from Xiling Mountain Yunwu. I only made it from a few tea tips of ancient tea trees on the top of Yunwu Mountain three days before the Qingming Festival!"
Chapter completed!