Chapitre 9: Chapter 9 Is this the rhythm of courting a rich woman?_1

Always bullying others and having wealth and power, when had he ever been bullied himself?

Chen Guanjie never imagined that he would be defeated by a mere substitute driver, and that his two unbeatable bodyguards would be powerless to fight back.

Feeling his neck growing more uncomfortable, nearly unable to breathe, Chen Guanjie experienced the proximity of death to himself for the first time. Accustomed to a life of privilege, when had he ever felt like this?

"Sissy, I'm going to count to three, and you'd better scram immediately," Chen Hao glanced at him once before casually throwing him to the ground, leaving the rest of his threat unsaid. Yet Chen Guanjie was so frightened he almost wet his pants. Feeling his body released from the grip, he immediately stood up and sprinted outside.

However, because he had just recovered his strength, his legs were still weak. Just after running a few steps, he fell to the ground with a thud. Ignoring the pain, he got up and continued to run.

Because what was behind him was far more terrifying than taking a fall...

"Alright, job done!" Chen Hao watched as the three men tumbled and scrambled away, then clapped his hands and said to Li Bingshuang with a smile.

Li Bingshuang, from the beginning to end, frowned. Firstly, she was extremely puzzled about Chen Hao's identity, and secondly, she had just thoroughly offended Chen Guanjie in a moment. She had two plans originally, but now one was completely hopeless. As for the other plan...

She let out a soft sigh, then took out her keys to unlock the door and went inside.

Chen Hao, of course, followed her in. Although he knew his nominal wife must be very rich, he was still shocked by everything he saw before him.

What met his eyes was a spacious living room, crowned with an imported and extravagantly large chandelier overhead, while underfoot was a thick, handmade carpet. An Italian-imported luxury genuine leather sofa set sat right at the center.

Directly in front of the sofa was a 72-inch large wall-mounted television, and on the cabinets to the left and right were various famous liquors and gold products. Opposite the main door was an entirely transparent glass wall, spotless, reflecting the living room in brilliant light.

The well-designed central air conditioning system dispersed pleasingly cold air into every corner of the room, creating a stark contrast with the hot weather outside.

There was even a huge built-in refrigerator in the corner. The massive doors made Chen Hao feel it could easily fit him inside...

"Looks like my nominal wife isn't just ordinarily rich," Chen Hao murmured, casually taking a bottle of liquor from the cabinet and sitting down on the sofa, "Anyhow, she must have a billion or so I reckon. Sigh, after coming back, I still can't escape being with a rich woman. If I knew it was going to be like this, I might as well have stayed on the other side and had fun before returning."

Almost having finished the bottle, Chen Hao heard the sound of footsteps approaching and looked up, only to be momentarily startled, even forgetting to put down the bottle in his mouth.

Li Bingshuang, apparently fresh from a shower, had draped herself in a silk bathrobe. Her graceful and ample figure was entirely concealed within, with her pale, gleaming calves exposed. Her long hair was dripping wet, leaving small patches wet on her chest, causing the bathrobe to cling tightly to her skin and stoking the imagination.

Seeing Chen Hao eyeing her that way, her cheeks turned red. She then picked up a set of car keys from the table and tossed them to him, "This key's for you, drive this car from now on."

"There are three rooms on the upper left, choose any you like," she said.

After that, she went straight upstairs. It was only then that Chen Hao came back to his senses, watching her irresistibly charming back, he mumbled, "Damn, isn't she seducing me? I can resist once, but not the second time..."

Thinking that he would probably witness such a scene every day, yet unable to touch, Chen Hao felt it was definitely torture, a great torture...

Taking another sip, he put down the bottle, stood up, grabbed the keys, and went out the door.

As he arrived at the garage, he picked up the keys and pressed them; a brand-new blue Aston Martin immediately roared to life.

He walked closer and smiled, "Not bad, it's also a luxury car worth tens of millions."

Chen Hao didn't drive straight back but instead sped wildly through the streets of Zhonghai until the traffic thinned, and only then did he turn the car around and head towards the direction of his company.

Tomson Riviera luxury villa complex.

This was a wealthy residential area that rivaled the luxurious Songtao Villa complex. However, the difference was that the tycoons here were extremely ostentatious, as if fearful that others wouldn't recognize their wealth. They competed with one another, each not wanting to appear lesser than the rest.

And what gave them the most face were naturally their luxury cars and mansions. It could be said that here one could find nearly all the various models of luxury cars from around the world, and all were limited editions.

As for the mansions, each was larger and more opulent than the last, creating a unique and exaggerated scenery.

Inside a mansion nearly half the size of a football field, with lights blazing, a man in red was clutching his face and buttocks, sobbing to a middle-aged man.

"Dad, look, your son has been beaten by a driver; you must stand up for me!"

The man in red was Chen Guanjie. Although he felt extremely scared since coming back from Li Bingshuang's villa, once he returned here, to his home, he couldn't swallow his pride. Moreover, the thought of his beloved woman calling someone else 'husband' right in front of him made him feel like his lungs were about to explode with rage.

The middle-aged man standing before him was in his fifties, not very tall, but his eyes shone with a fierce energy that made one shiver. Perhaps due to years of hard work, his head was full of silver hair, which emitted a daunting light under the illumination.

This man was Chen Guanjie's father, Chen Shangbin, the chairman of Zhonghai's number one business conglomerate, Overlord Group.

Faced with his disappointing son, Chen Shangbin had a splitting headache. But seeing his wretched state, he suppressed the anger in his heart and barked, "It's your own fault for being incompetent, getting your woman taken away and even beaten up. You're not strong enough, so don't blame anyone else. Go upstairs and sleep!"

Chen Guanjie had never been beaten like this in his life, especially in front of Li Bingshuang, and he couldn't just let it go. Being beaten and losing his woman had already driven him beyond reason. This grudge had to be avenged!

"Dad, can you really bear to see your son get beaten? Look, my face has swollen up like this! Dad, won't you do something?" Chen Guanjie cried, pointing to his face as he continued, "If you don't help me, nobody will. Mom died early. If she were here, she'd definitely help me, sob..."

Ah...

Chen Shangbin let out a sigh. At the mention of his wife, a long-buried guilt surfaced in his heart. He patted Chen Guanjie's shoulder, his voice much gentler, "First go upstairs and let the doctor examine your wounds. I'll make time to look into it tomorrow."

Upon hearing these words, Chen Guanjie suddenly saw hope and was overjoyed—bringing up his mother was indeed the right move!

Then another thought crossed his mind, "Damn it, they beat me so badly; you'll get what's coming to you tomorrow!"

In his eyes, mad as a dog's, he could even see the image of Chen Hao kneeling before him, begging for mercy.

After Chen Guanjie went upstairs, a thin man approached Chen Shangbin's side and stood there without uttering a word. This person was odd—never lifting his head and making no sound as he walked, almost like a ghost.

"Kong, go check it out. Even though it is likely my son's fault, I am somewhat aware of his antics outside. But after all, he is my son, and beating him is wrong."

The last sentence drifted leisurely from his mouth, and by the time he had finished speaking, Kong had already disappeared...

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