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So, Xiao Han felt extremely helpless.
Faced with the Chen family's insults and curses, Xiao Han chose silence, not because he was unwilling to fight back. It was because he felt he didn't yet have the right to strike back. At the very least, he didn't have as much wealth or assets as Jiang Xiaoliang's family. Since the Chen family was so fond of Jiang Xiaoliang, at least for now, his wealth value had to surpass that of the Meida Group.
Xiao Han lay powerlessly on the sofa.
At that moment, the sound of a motorcycle approached from outside. Then, Li Dapang's loud shouting voice came through: "Xiao Han!"
"You fatso, what's up?" Xiao Han asked weakly.
"I just got the news!" Li Dapang ran in laughing, saying, "There's a high school reunion tonight, are you coming?"
"Who told you that?" Xiao Han asked doubtfully.
"Yang Xiaoyan ah." Li Dapang grinned at Xiao Han and said, "Now's our time to hold our head high and let out a sigh of relief."