975: 968 Chapter Ideas 975: 968 Chapter Ideas Chen Siyu’s grandfather, Chen Weizhong, glanced at the clock on the wall and said, “Meiru, go upstairs and hurry Siyu along.
Have her come down here immediately, so she doesn’t bring shame to our Chen family.”
“Right, Meiru, make another trip upstairs.
Today isn’t just about Weino Group’s Fent coming over, but also the heads of Tengtian Pharmaceutical, Li Yuan, and Innovative Technology Internet Company, Wang Haojie.
Both of these companies are growing rapidly.
I’ve estimated that their assets are much greater than Weino Group’s.
If we can partner with these two companies, it would be extremely beneficial for both the Sus and the Chens,” Su Meiru’s father, Su Nanhong, added.
Su Meiru had no choice but to make another trip upstairs.
About ten minutes later.
Su Meiru, with a slight frown, pulled Chen Siyu, who was still in her homewear, down from upstairs.
Upon seeing that Chen Siyu hadn’t even changed her clothes, Chen Weizhong’s face instantly filled with anger and he exclaimed, “Siyu, do you know what you’re doing?
You have the opportunity to be with Weino Group’s Fent, are you not satisfied?”
The gaunt-faced, pale Chen Siyu pressed her lips together and replied, “Whom I’m with should be my decision.
Aren’t you aware of what kind of person Fent is?”
Seeing Chen Siyu talk back, Chen Weizhong grew even angrier and snapped, “Is this how you speak to me?
You’ve already disgraced our Chen family to this extent, do you think you still have the right to be picky?
We will decide for you in this matter.”
Standing beside Chen Weizhong, his younger son, Chen Jianfei, and his daughter-in-law, Zhou Mengxue, a smile played at the corners of their lips, intentional or otherwise.
Chen Weizhong had two sons.
His eldest, Chen Jianjun, had taken the path of a political career, while the younger, Chen Jianfei, had gone into business.
Chen Weizhong had always favored his younger son, whose career was on the rise.
If Chen Siyu could be with Weino Group’s Fent, it would undoubtedly be a powerful boon for Chen Jianfei.
Chen Siyu bit her lower lip and said, “Grandfather, I call you that because I respect you as an elder, but isn’t all this just to secure benefits for the Chen family, or rather, specifically for the family of my younger uncle?”
Her younger uncle, Chen Jianfei, immediately retorted, “Siyu, are you really going to rebel?
Do we, as your elders, not have the right to arrange your future for you?”
Chen Siyu’s aunt, Zhou Mengxue, was even harsher, “Siyu, you are pregnant right now.
Fent is willing to overlook that, and you should be grateful.
To put it more bluntly, in the eyes of other men, you’re nothing but damaged goods.
It’s your good fortune that Fent is willing to consider you, a blessing earned from your past life.”
Chen Siyu’s maternal grandfather, Su Nanhong, who had remained silent until now, also wore an impatient look.
In his view, Chen Siyu being with Fent would be greatly advantageous for the Su family, so he said, “Siyu, listen to your grandfather for a second.
Just be with Fent for now, and we can discuss the rest slowly, alright?”
Chen Siyu firmly shook her head, “I will not be with any other man.”
Her heart was already filled by Ye Chenfeng, her mind constantly haunted by his image.
Though she didn’t know why she couldn’t get in touch with Ye Chenfeng, or if he no longer wanted her, she was determined not to be with anyone else.
Seeing Chen Siyu outright refuse, her uncle Su Zhengfang and aunt Hua Hongmei looked at her with distaste.
They believed that since half of Chen Siyu’s blood was from the Su family, her disgraceful behavior was dishonoring them, especially since the Sus were among the top ten business families in Nangang.
Now with Chen Siyu being so inconsiderate, everyone in the hall was losing patience.
“Chen Siyu, we, as your elders, have given you the courtesy of discussing this matter with you.
Do you really want to force us all to take drastic measures?
You’re nothing but an abandoned woman, just someone impregnated and cast aside by a worthless man.
Do you have any other choice?” Su Zhengfang, known for his explosive temper, was unable to contain himself.
If Chen Siyu could be with Fent of Weino Group, she would at least be of some value, but she was stubbornly refusing, and Su Zhengfang was at his limit of tolerance.
“Siyu, your uncle is only thinking of your best interests.
We’re all family here.
Would we harm you?” Aunt Hua Hongmei spoke softly and soothingly.
These two were clearly playing good cop, bad cop.
Standing next to Chen Siyu, Su Meiru also spoke up, saying, “Siyu, go change into something more formal first.
Your relationship with Fent is tied to the interests of both the Sus and the Chens.
Consider it a sacrifice for both families.
Isn’t that acceptable?”
Chen Siyu’s delicate body shuddered slightly.
Although she possessed level seven Soul Force, could she really lay a hand on the people in this hall?
No matter how strong a woman is, she still needs someone to lean on.
Looking at the faces of her so-called relatives, her heart wrenched with pain.
The words of her mother, Su Meiru, reverberated in her ears.
She didn’t know when her mother had completely changed, becoming someone who considered everything from the perspective of interest.
At that moment, an M Country man dressed formally entered the hall of the Chen family ancestral home.
The man from Country M was average-looking, with exceptionally pale skin—a paleness that was almost perverse to behold.
It was clear he was someone hollowed out by debauchery—this was Fent, the son of the chairman of Weino Group.
Fent’s gaze covertly settled on Chen Siyu, a flush of lust passing over his face.
His interest in Chen Siyu was not only due to her good looks and figure.
There was another, more perverse idea within his mind.
Upon seeing Fent, Chen Weizhong and Su Nanhong, the two old men sitting on the sofa, also stood up.
After all, they were still hoping to collaborate with Weino Group, so the necessary pleasantries couldn’t be neglected.
Fent, seeing Chen Weizhong and Su Nanhong standing up, spoke in fluent Huaxia language, “Elders, please remain seated.
In the future, once Siyu and I are together, you will both be my seniors.”
Then, Fent asked, “I wonder if Siyu has agreed to be my girlfriend yet?
I will certainly treat her well in the future.”
Hearing this, Chen Weizhong immediately responded, “Mr.
Fent, rest assured on that matter.
In our Huaxia Country, the lifelong affairs of the younger generation are generally decided by the elders.”
…
When Fent had just arrived at the Chen family ancestral home.
Chen Jianjun had driven Ye Chenfeng to the Chen family ancestral home.
On the way there, Chen Jianjun had inadvertently let slip the news of Ye Chenfeng’s arrival in Nangang during a call with Cheng Wansong, the top authority of Nangang.
Cheng Wansong was utterly unsettled by the news; he considered Ye Chenfeng to be a godlike figure, and now such an important person had come to Nangang, of course, he wanted to meet him.
After getting the location from Chen Jianjun, Cheng Wansong hung up the phone and likely headed toward the Chen family ancestral home.
At the entrance to the hall of the Chen family ancestral home, two muscular M Country men were standing—probably Fent’s bodyguards.
They were conversing in fluent English at the moment.
“How could the boss be interested in a pregnant woman from Huaxia Country?”
“Well, I know a bit about that.
The boss seems to fancy this woman from Huaxia Country, wanting to taste the flavor of a pregnant woman.
Plus, if this Huaxia woman ends up giving birth to a daughter, won’t the boss have acquired a mother-daughter set?
When it comes to women, our boss is incredibly patient.”
…
Just having exited the car, Ye Chenfeng, with his sharp sense of hearing, easily caught the bodyguards’ conversation.
As a man who was fluent in eight languages in his previous life, he was naturally proficient in English as well.
His expression instantly darkened; he had not expected Fent to harbor such bestial thoughts.
Those who dared to covet Ye Chenfeng’s women usually did not end well, let alone Fent who had even set his sights on Ye Chenfeng’s future child?
That was even more unforgivable.
(To be continued.
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