C52 In a Certain Sports Arena?

Upon hearing the suggestion, Zhang Chen nearly spat out his dinner!

After all the time they had just squandered, he was expected to exercise now?

Lau Qingyue, clearly agitated, asked with dissatisfaction, "Third Sister, what kind of exercise are you planning to do?"

Su Mang responded with a playful laugh, "Running! We need to get moving, or we'll start packing on the pounds."

Zhang Chen let out a deep breath of relief upon hearing this.

Truth be told, he was no match for these two when it came to chatter—they hadn't stopped talking the entire way!

Eventually, Zhang Chen and Lau Qingyue resigned themselves to join Su Mang for a jog before finally calling it quits.

Returning home, they were all drenched in sweat.

After showering, Zhang Chen headed straight to a second-floor room and settled in.

He nestled into the bedding and began to rest in the quiet.

The night had grown late, and before long, sleepiness crept over him, lulling him into a dream-filled slumber.

Unbeknownst to him, outside, the two women had nearly come to blows over him. They continued their tussle under the covers before finally settling down to sleep.

The next morning, Zhang Chen groggily opened his eyes to a brightly lit sky.

He got up, dressed, and freshened up before stepping out of the room.

He scanned the area, only to find the rooms eerily empty.

Where had everyone gone?

Zhang Chen was baffled. He searched and called out for a while, yet no one responded.

Had they all left?

A sense of helplessness washed over him. He had intended to ask Lau Qingyue when she could treat Old Master Lin, and now he had missed another prime opportunity.

If only he had known, he would have inquired the night before.

With a sigh, Zhang Chen turned and wandered into the kitchen, grabbing a bite to eat.

He hadn't finished when his phone began to ring. Checking the caller ID, he saw yet another unfamiliar number.

Zhang Chen's brow furrowed, but he answered the call.

An urgent voice burst through, "Hello? Zhang Chen, you need to come help me, quick!"

Confused, Zhang Chen asked, "Who is this?"

"It's Lin Miao! You need to get over here fast, or you'll miss your chance to see me! I'm at the main store of Yuantai Car Dealership!" The voice was fraught with urgency, and the background noise was chaotic.

Lin Miao? What's her rush?

Zhang Chen's brow furrowed slightly as he said, "Alright, wait for me."

After all, Lin Miao was his sister-in-law, and he couldn't just ignore her plight.

As he stepped outside, intending to hail a taxi, a black Mercedes-Benz approached slowly once more.

Zhang Chen paused, then quickly jumped into the Mercedes.

Loong San hit the gas, and they sped away.

Before Zhang Chen could announce his destination, Loong San's deep voice filled the car. "Yuantai Car Dealership is a titan in Ningzhou's automotive industry, Eldest Brother. They deal in all sorts of luxury car brands. I bet you'd never guess who the chairman is."

Zhang Chen was taken aback once more.

"Who?" Zhang Chen asked, his voice wooden, his mind swirling with uncertainty.

Loong San didn't keep him in suspense. "Zheng Guoyuan."

Zheng Guoyuan?

The name was only vaguely familiar to Zhang Chen, who racked his brain before it clicked.

Wasn't Zheng Guoyuan that hotel shareholder? The one Loong San had given a harsh lesson to?

With this realization, a sense of resignation washed over Zhang Chen.

Before long, Loong San pulled up at the entrance of Yuantai Car Dealership's headquarters.

Stepping out, Zhang Chen scanned the scene and quickly spotted a crowd at the company's entrance.

Lin Miao was there, too.

His frown deepened as he hurried over.

Drawing closer, Zhang Chen saw that Lin Miao wasn't alone—there was that woman, standing right beside her!

How did they end up together?

A flicker of distaste crossed Zhang Chen's eyes as he approached with a stern expression.

Across from Lin Miao and her company stood several Yuantai Car Dealership employees, with a slightly portly middle-aged man at the forefront—he was the manager.

Zhang Chen's arrival quickly drew everyone's gaze.

The woman exclaimed with surprise, "Miaomiao, your friend is here!"

A glimmer of relief shone in Lin Miao's eyes.

They were at a dead end, but with Zhang Chen's arrival, perhaps they wouldn't have to worry about compensation after all.

At that thought, Lin Miao's excitement surged within her. She lifted her hand and pointed, "Whatever it is, discuss it with him."

No sooner had she spoken than all eyes in the room snapped to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen's brow furrowed.