C139 Another Sister Is Coming!?

In an instant, all eyes converged on Director Lee.

The genteel man's face registered surprise.

Director Lee's body began to shake uncontrollably.

It was only at this moment that he truly grasped the magnitude of the person he had crossed!

To the average person, a few million signified newfound wealth, but a billion was incomprehensible!

"I was wrong," Director Lee blurted out in a panic.

He was aware that a literal burial wasn't in his future.

Yet, he had incited the wrath of someone so influential.

"I've gone to great lengths to bring this money," Zhang Chen stated. "A mere apology won't suffice."

Director Lee's panic escalated.

Lily's eyes brimmed with venom as she pleaded, "Director Lee, remember your partnership with Mr. Hwa."

Her plea was cut short by a hefty palm that struck her across the face, sending her tumbling to the ground.

In a rage, Director Lee bellowed, "If not for you, I would never have angered this man!"

He punctuated his words with a vicious kick.

Despair engulfed Lily.

She had realized her mistake at the sight of the billion, but it was far too late.

Director Lee, stricken with fear, begged, "Please, have mercy on me!"

Zhang Chen gave an exasperated eye roll and drawled, "Why are you apologizing to me?"

A moment of stunned silence passed before Director Lee grasped the situation.

Without a second thought, he knelt before Lin Miao.

"I was wrong! I beg for your forgiveness!"

He bowed his head repeatedly in a kowtow to Lin Miao as camera flashes flickered incessantly.

Startled, Lin Miao instinctively stepped back.

Zhang Chen, wearing a smug grin, inquired cheerily, "Does that make you happy?"

Caught off guard, Lin Miao managed an awkward nod.

With a dismissive glance, Zhang Chen commanded, "Get out of here."

Director Lee had suffered his due punishment; there was no need to linger.

"Understood!"

With that, Director Lee bolted from the restaurant.

The sight of a car filled with banknotes made his head spin.

Zhang Chen shook his head, disillusioned.

Lily, too, rose unsteadily and made her exit.

Zhang Chen had no interest in following up.

"Apologies for the inconvenience. Please take the money back," he said, turning with an easy smile.

"No problem at all. Serving you is our privilege."

Before long, the truck vanished from view.

The crowd around gradually thinned, yet their astonished gazes lingered on Zhang Chen.

Han Qiqi too approached, her eyes wide with amazement.

Zhang Chen just rolled his eyes.

After all the commotion, he had lost his appetite.

Turning on his heel, Zhang Chen strode out, with Han Qiqi and Lin Miao trailing behind him.

Stepping outside the restaurant, he paused.

Lin Miao behaved like a child caught in a misdeed, her head bowed as she toyed with her hands.

With a tone of resignation, Zhang Chen said, "I understand you're concerned about the Lin family, but you're still in school. This isn't your burden to bear."

"The best thing you can do is focus on your studies and build your own strength. Got it?"

Lin Miao nodded emphatically, her understanding of the world's complexities deepening after the day's events.

Zhang Chen let out a quiet sigh and motioned, "Get in the car."

He settled into the front passenger seat, while Lin Miao and Han Qiqi took their places in the back.

The car soon pulled up at the gates of the Lin's compound.

Lin Miao cast a complex glance at Zhang Chen before she hesitantly stepped out.

"Don't speak of today's events to anyone," Zhang Chen cautioned.

Lin Miao nodded silently and turned to walk into the Lin's compound, leaving Zhang Chen with a sense of helplessness.

With no other choice, Zhang Chen took Han Qiqi to dine elsewhere.

After their meal, Han Qiqi headed home.

It was only after Han Qiqi's departure that Zhang Chen remembered he had yet to discuss the hotel design with her...

Loong San drove them straight back to the villa.

Once inside, Zhang Chen embarked on another intense training session.

His anguished cries echoed through the villa, but by night's end, he had made significant progress, successfully evading four punches.

The fifth punch, however, remained elusive.

The gap between the fourth and fifth punches was vast.

Exhausted, Zhang Chen exhaled deeply and slumped onto the sofa.

Loong San offered words of encouragement, "Don't lose heart. With such remarkable progress in just a few days, you've already set yourself apart from the average person."

Zhang Chen could only shake his head in resignation.

At this rate, how long would it take for him to catch up to Loong San's strength?

Loong San added, "You're the first person I've ever complimented."

That caught Zhang Chen off guard.

Do I really have talent?

But if he did, why hadn't his master taught him martial arts in the first place?

Loong San's voice rang out once more, "I've got some good news for you—your other sister is coming back soon."

Zhang Chen was taken aback.

Sister?

His face lit up with joy as he asked eagerly, "For real? Which sister? When is she coming back?"

Loong San shook his head with a sense of helplessness, "Su Mang mentioned it. Your sister wants to surprise you."

"I don't know who exactly it is..."

Zhang Chen pouted, yet anticipation still swelled within him.

After taking a bath, Zhang Chen returned to his room.

Things were falling into place; now it was time for growth and development.

A thrill of excitement surged through him for reasons he couldn't quite identify.

Before long, he drifted off to sleep.

Early the next morning, the ringing of his phone jolted Zhang Chen awake.

It was from an unfamiliar number.

He answered, puzzled.

Quickly, a sweet voice on the other end said, "Big brother, that sister called me. She wants to discuss a partnership with me."

Surprise flickered in Zhang Chen's eyes.

Was this Wang Yunan?

The sister in question?

Lin Zhiqing?