868: Chapter 862: Unworthy of Matching 868: Chapter 862: Unworthy of Matching The sun rose in the east!
At Chen Siyu’s home.
Ye Chenfeng stood in the living room, while Chen Siyu went into her parents’ room to find a set of clothes for Ye Chenfeng to wear.
Ye Chenfeng and Chen Siyu still looked lively and vibrant.
After embracing and watching the sunrise at the beach, they drove away in a Mercedes.
Since Ye Chenfeng’s white bathrobe had been laid on the sand, it was covered in sand, hence he was temporarily without clothes to wear.
Chen Siyu made a phone call to ensure that no one was home, then, after leaving the sandy beach, she took Ye Chenfeng back to her place.
The previous night had been stormy in Nangang.
It was only natural that Chen Jianjun, who held an important position, was not at home due to his hectic schedule.
As for Chen Siyu’s mother, a member of the Su family in Nangang—a commercial family—she managed a large company and often stayed overnight there to deal with business.
After rummaging through her parents’ room, Chen Siyu quickly found a suit of her father’s and hurried down the stairs.
She said, “Chenfeng, try this suit on; my dad hasn’t worn it yet!
Didn’t you say you have to attend Old Master Zhang’s birthday banquet later?
You don’t want to be late.”
Ye Chenfeng let Chen Siyu help him with the clothes.
The black suit was a tad small on him, but it was virtually negligible.
After she had helped Ye Chenfeng into the suit, Chen Siyu looked him over with satisfaction.
Then she hurriedly fetched a pair of black socks and shoes, saying, “Chenfeng, these shoes are also new.
My dad wears size 41; what size do you wear?”
“Just right, I also wear size 41.” After Chen Siyu tenderly helped Ye Chenfeng put on the socks, his feet slid directly into the black leather shoes.
If Chen Jianjun saw his daughter pillaging his belongings at home, he would certainly say without hesitation, “You can’t keep daughters at home forever!
You just can’t!”
After getting dressed in the suit and shoes, Ye Chenfeng asked, “Siyu, do you want to come with me to Old Master Zhang’s birthday banquet?”
Just as Chen Siyu was about to agree, the phone in the living room rang.
Chen Siyu went to answer it: “Hello, who are you looking for?”
“Siyu, I finally found you.
I couldn’t get through to your cell phone.
Can you come down to the police station now?
We need to ask you about what happened on the Fan vessel last night,” came Chen Jianjun’s slightly weary voice over the phone.
“Okay, Dad, I’ll come to the police station right away,” Chen Siyu promptly agreed.
After hanging up Chen Jianjun’s call, Chen Siyu gave Ye Chenfeng an apologetic look and said, “Chenfeng, my dad wants me to go to the police station, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to accompany you to the Zhangs’.”
“No problem, it’s all the same if I go by myself; my main purpose is to visit the Zhang family for some business.” Now that the matters in Nangang had been mostly resolved, Ye Chenfeng, upon his return to Capital City, intended to start preparing the medicine to remove the aftereffects of the forbidden technique from Han Chuxue’s body.
Currently, Ye Chenfeng had three stalks of Hundred-Year Ten-Leaf Grass, which meant he could concoct three doses of the antidote.
But in addition to the Hundred-Year Ten-Leaf Grass, he also needed to find Hundred-Year Ginseng, Hundred-Year Ganoderma, and other such medicinal ingredients.
Before his trip to Nangang, the upper echelons in Capital City had already helped him gather quite a bit, and Ye Chenfeng learned from his grandfather that the old Mr.
Zhang liked to collect various precious medicinal ingredients, which was why Ye Chenfeng planned to make a trip to the Zhangs’, hoping to gather the remaining ingredients there.
After leaving the Chens’, Chen Siyu drove her own car to the police station, while Ye Chenfeng took his Mercedes to the Zhangs’ in Nangang.
As he drove, he made a call to Grandfather Ye, asking him to let old Mr.
Zhang know that he was coming to attend the birthday celebration today.
An hour and a half later.
Ye Chenfeng drove to a massive estate following the address; the estate was decorated with lanterns and streamers, signaling that it must be the Zhang residence.
At the entrance to the Zhangs’ estate stood four black-clad bodyguards.
Ye Chenfeng lowered the car window and said, “My name is Ye Chenfeng.
I’ve come to visit old Mr.
Zhang.”
“Please come in, Mr.
Ye.” Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng announce his name, the four bodyguards immediately relaxed their alertness and showed Ye Chenfeng a respectful demeanor.
It seemed that Grandfather Ye had indeed called old Mr.
Zhang earlier, and Mr.
Zhang must have instructed these four bodyguards about Ye Chenfeng’s arrival.
One of the bodyguards, after arranging for Ye Chenfeng’s car to be parked, led him towards a villa within the estate and to the grand hall.
The bodyguard only brought Ye Chenfeng to the entrance of the hall, then gestured for him to enter, saying, “Mr.
Ye, please come in.”
Naturally, Ye Chenfeng didn’t bother with pleasantries and went straight into the hall.
Inside, he saw an elderly man and a young girl sitting on a sofa.
The kind-eyed old man must be Grandfather Ye’s friend Zhang Manshan.
The Tianmu Corporation, which Zhang Manshan had founded and grown to a worth of over a hundred billion, made the Zhangs one of the notable business clans in Nangang and even in the whole of Huaxia Country.
The benevolent old man smiled immediately upon seeing Ye Chenfeng, and said, “So you’re Zhenhong’s grandson, Chenfeng?
I’m very happy that you could come to my birthday party today.”
Zhang Manshan rose from the sofa, and the girl sitting with him also reluctantly stood up.
She looked at Ye Chenfeng with disdain.
To Ye Chenfeng, the girl seemed somewhat similar to Zhang Xiaoyun, only much younger.
“Hello, Grandpa Zhang.” Ye Chenfeng greeted politely.
“Yes, Chenfeng, this is my granddaughter Zhang Qingqing.
My elder granddaughter, Zhang Xiaoyun, had a little incident last night and is not at home right now.
You and my elder granddaughter actually have a bit of fate between you; you two almost got engaged before,” said Zhang Manshan with a smile.
Apparently, the young masters and misses from the great families in Nangang were still under police control, hence Zhang Xiaoyun hadn’t returned home yet.
Of course, Zhang Manshan was also unaware of the changes Ye Chenfeng had undergone over the years, nor did he know about Ye Chenfeng’s recent remarkable actions in Nangang.
When Grandfather Ye and Mr.
Zhang spoke over the phone, they would only casually mention Ye Chenfeng in passing.
This time, Grandfather Ye simply said that Ye Chenfeng happened to be in Nangang and was going to attend Mr.
Zhang’s birthday party, but he didn’t mention anything about Ye Chenfeng’s mission in Nangang.
“Grandfather, this person is not worthy of my sister at all.
Please do not associate this kind of person with my sister; it would be very embarrassing for both her and me,” Zhang Qingqing suddenly spoke up indignantly.
Back when old Mr.
Zhang had contemplated bonding the Yes and the Zhangs more closely through marriage, the Zhang family had investigated Ye Chenfeng and concluded from their findings that he was nothing but a good-for-nothing playboy, which is why the matter was eventually dropped.
Zhang Qingqing, who had also seen Ye Chenfeng’s profile back then, thought no one in the world was worthy of her sister.
She harbored a deep sibling adoration and, in her eyes, Ye Chenfeng was nothing but the scum among the dandies, utterly unfit to be mentioned in the same breath as her sister.
This was an insult to her sister, so Zhang Qingqing suddenly targeted Ye Chenfeng.
(To be continued.
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