Rural Carefree Littl Chapter 197: Aren’t You Afraid That His Daughter Can’t Take

Chapter 197: Chapter 197: Aren’t You Afraid That His Daughter Can’t Take It?

Zhang Wenqing turned his head to look at Chen Ziyang, seeking his opinion.

Chen Ziyang was still lounging on the sofa with his legs crossed, smiling at Xiaofeng.

"You’ve been cursing at

for over ten minutes, I rember it all!"

"What the fuck? Dare to curse Ziyang?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wenqing beca enraged again, grabbed Xiaofeng by the collar, and started swinging left and right, slapping him more than twenty tis.

Xiaofeng’s face was beaten until it was bruised and swollen, unrecognizable from its original appearance.

"I’m s-sorry..."

Xiaofeng started crying with a grimace, "I really recognize my mistake now..."

"Brother Qing, take him away, take a few photos to keep on hand."

Chen Ziyang noticed that Chu Yao had turned white with fright, and he lost interest in tornting Xiaofeng.

If it hadn’t been for her presence, Chen Ziyang would definitely have taught him a lesson, showing him the dangers of society.

"Alright, got it."

Zhang Wenqing, holding Xiaofeng by the hair, exited Chu Yao’s house.

No matter how Xiaofeng cried and begged for rcy, it was all useless.

The room fell into a mont of silence.

Chu Yao was in a state of total bewildernt.

Xiaofeng’s shalessness had left her feeling utterly hopeless.

Yet, what she couldn’t get over was Chen Ziyang’s performance.

Composed, calm, yet unspeakably cruel!

Compared to him, Xiaofeng was like a re clown. With just a couple of phone calls, Chen Ziyang had him toeing the line.

"President Chen..."

"Don’t worry, he wouldn’t dare to slander you."

Chen Ziyang said softly, "Even if he’s stupid, he knows the consequences of such actions."

Chu Yao nodded vigorously.

She believed that Chen Ziyang would handle the matter well.

The problem was, she now found Chen Ziyang a bit terrifying, yet at the sa ti, incredibly charismatic!

Unlike anyone she had ever t before.

"It’s settled then, Journalist Chu, you should rest! You heard

on the phone just now, my woman is waiting for

at ho."

Chen Ziyang got up, ready to leave: "And through this incident, you should have felt what it’s like to be slandered. So I hope that your reporting on my company will be truthful and objective. Thanks."

Chu Yao certainly understood what Chen Ziyang ant.

Moreover, after this incident, even if there were any real issues with Yueji Beauty, she would not report them.

She knew she owed Chen Ziyang a huge favor.

"President Chen..."

Suddenly, she called out to Chen Ziyang.

Chen Ziyang turned to look at her.

Originally, after everything that happened tonight, Chu Yao really hoped that Chen Ziyang would stay and keep her company, even just for a chat.

But thinking about him going to He Yuxin’s place...

Her mood inexplicably dropped, yet she still couldn’t bring herself to ask him to stay.

"Will you co tomorrow to continue my treatnt?"

"Of course, you haven’t fully recovered yet."

Chen Ziyang smiled, "Goodnight, Journalist Chu."

Chen Ziyang left.

For Chu Yao, too much had happened that evening, leaving her emotions unsettled.

She hugged her knees, staring at the sofa where Chen Ziyang had sat, murmuring to herself...

"If Chen Ziyang were my boyfriend, would I give my body to him?"

...

When Chen Ziyang arrived at He Yuxin’s place, he found that He Yongsheng indeed had made soup.

However, he did not see He Yongsheng himself.

"Where’s Uncle He?"

In the dining room, Chen Ziyang asked while sipping the soup.

Next to him, He Yuxin was propping up her chin with both hands, gazing at Chen Ziyang like a lovesick puppy.

"He said he’s gone to rest."

Chen Ziyang chuckled.

He guessed that He Yongsheng felt awkward.

Coming to his own ho late at night and having to make restorative soup for soone who was with his daughter.

"Putting so many tonics in this, isn’t he afraid his daughter won’t be able to handle it?"

Chen Ziyang said with a mischievous smile.

He Yuxin’s face turned red, "Whether or not you drink those things, I can’t handle it..."

He Yuxin was genuinely impressed with Chen Ziyang’s prowess.

That week, forty-nine tis in seven days, which man could achieve that?

Not to ntion that in the following days, Yang Muxue joined the fray, and even together they couldn’t best Chen Ziyang.

"It’s about ti, let’s go upstairs!"

Thoughts of these events made He Yuxin impatient, and she imdiately pulled Chen Ziyang to her feet.

Chen Ziyang forced a smile, "There’s still so left in the pot! I haven’t finished yet!"

"Save it for tomorrow!"

He Yuxin cast aside her reserve, "I can’t wait any longer!"