Chapter 810: You Are Just a Mistress

"Giggle, Xiao Yu, do you have some misunderstanding about me?" Qiu Yanfang laughed heartily. "You've returned, I'm too happy to even process it, how could I be wishing for your death?"

"If you have something to say, just say it. You look quite awkward; clearly, you hate me to death in your heart, yet you insist on putting on this look of indifference," Chen Yu said with a chuckle. "Being a mistress who climbed to the top, does it feel great?"

This sentence from Chen Yu made Qiu Yanfang's expression turn ugly in an instant. In truth, she had been living quite well in the Chen Family all these years; inside and out, the Chen Clan listened to her, and Chen Anyi had also become a hands-off manager.

In the Chen Family, she was effectively the mistress of the house, but the thing she was most sensitive about was hearing the words "mistress." Because no matter how glorious she appeared, in the eyes of those who knew the truth, she was just a mistress.

Especially since these words were spoken by the son of her husband's ex-wife, her face turned leaden instantly.

"Presumptuous! How dare you be so disrespectful to the mistress?" As a servant, Wang Qing naturally had to show his loyalty when encountering such a situation. He stepped forward and shouted violently, "Apologize!"

This guy had the strength of the Martial True Realm; compared to ordinary bodyguards, he was naturally much more formidable. He used his True Qi in this shout, making it as loud as a booming bell, which served to intimidate.

"Who are you?" Chen Yu furrowed his brows and looked at Wang Qing.

"He is Chen Anyi's bodyguard; he used to follow me too," He Lingyun said indifferently from the side. "He used to call me 'Mistress' this and 'Mistress' that, but once he turned his head, he became someone else's dog."

"He Lingyun, watch your tongue. Who are you calling a dog?" Wang Qing was furious. "Now that the mistress has come to you, you won't even let her through the door? Is this the hospitality of you, the president of the He Group? Do you not even understand the most basic etiquette?"

"I called you a dog, and you're already barking?" Chen Yu sneered. "Try barking one more time if you dare."

"Bastard!" Wang Qing was enraged. He prided himself on being a Martial Artist, and coupled with his understanding of his master's intentions, he knew clearly that Qiu Yanfang wanted to blow things out of proportion, preferably making Chen Yu and his mother lose face in public.

So this guy actually let out a violent shout, clenched his fist, his muscles bulging all over his body, and then took a step forward, striking a punch at the side of the gate.

The bricks attached to the gate shattered with a clatter, and with a *crack*, the nails on the gate loosened. The gate collapsed with a *boom*, and he stepped into the courtyard, actually starting to attack Chen Yu.

Suddenly, his hand tightened; his fist had been firmly gripped by Chen Yu.

"You are a Martial Artist?" Wang Qing was shocked. He suddenly raised his head to look at Chen Yu in surprise, then violently twisted his fist, wanting to pull it out of Chen Yu's hand.

But no matter how hard he pulled, his fist remained motionless.

"If you're going to be a dog, then be a dog honestly. It's not your place to interfere in the affairs between them," Chen Yu sneered. "Even if you want to show loyalty to your master, there's no need to throw your Life away, is there?"

As Chen Yu spoke, his right hand moved, and with a *crack*, Wang Qing screamed as his arm twisted into a knot like a twisted dough twist.

Immediately after, Chen Yu struck out with a palm, sending him flying with a slap.

With a *thud*, Wang Qing's body slammed into the Phantom behind him; *crack*, the front windshield of the Phantom shattered.

Wang Qing spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His entire body was embedded into the Phantom, twitching while spraying blood outward.

Once Wang Qing fell, the remaining five bodyguards surged forward with a *whoosh*. Chen Yu grabbed with his right hand, and over ten leaves from the flower bed nearby flew into the air; *pfft, pfft, pfft*, the five bodyguards groaned and fell to the ground.

Their shoulders or arms had all been pierced through by these leaves, leaving transparent holes, and they were bleeding non-stop.

A leaf flew past Qiu Yanfang's cheek, and the force of the wind left a bloody scratch on her well-maintained face. She shrieked and covered her face, retreating a few steps.

Chen Yu had still shown mercy to these five bodyguards; otherwise, what the leaves would have pierced would not have been their arms, but their heads.

It was a pity that Wang Qing was already crippled. If he could still move, he would have screamed in shock—using flying leaves to injure people; he and Chen Yu were simply not opponents on the same level.

"Chen Yu, you dare to hurt my people?" Qiu Yanfang shrieked while covering her face. "To beat a dog, one must look at its master."

"If it weren't for the fact that you've served my father for so many years, I would have hit you too," Chen Yu said coldly. "When you come to act wild, you need to see where you are. Is my home a place where you can come to act wild? Pay attention next time; if you dare to come here again, I will ruin your face."

"Fine, you little brat, you've grown up and have some skills. I want to see exactly what kind of son Chen Anyi gave birth to back then," Qiu Yanfang shrieked, covering her face.

"What's going on? What happened?" Just at this moment, the park's security guards hurried over, led by a security captain.

"Is she a resident of this park? Did you confirm with us before letting her in?" Chen Yu pointed at Qiu Yanfang and said coldly. "The park has separate paths for people and vehicles; how did her car arrogantly drive right up to our door?"

"I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry, it was a lapse in our work." The security captain broke into a cold sweat the moment he saw the situation.

The residential area where Qiu Yanfang lived was called Shengjing Guanlan, a famous residential area in Beijing. It covered an area of nearly a thousand mu, but there were only 88 households in the area. Every villa in the area was a detached house, with the front and back yards totaling over ten thousand square meters.

Moreover, this residential area couldn't be bought just by having money. The residents here had a unified homeowners' committee. Anyone who wanted to buy a house in this area had to be approved by the committee, and the committee would investigate the information of the prospective owner.

The committee would not agree to let nouveau riche, certain celebrities, or internet influencers buy houses here, unless you had achieved great success in a certain field.

Therefore, one could imagine the high-end nature of this area. The security captain had just accepted a lot of bribes to let people in, and now a conflict had broken out here; if it were investigated, his responsibility would be huge.

"Don't say sorry. Have your person in charge come over to talk. Today's matter must be given an explanation," He Lingyun said indifferently.

"I'm sorry, Ms. He. We will bear your losses, and we will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter." A moment later, a manager ran over, sweating profusely.

"Losses? Do you think I care about this little bit of loss?" He Lingyun said coldly. "No matter what status this woman has, she is not a resident of our Guanlan. You let her in privately, and her car drove directly to my door and smashed my gate. Your property management is really something."

"I'm sorry, I am truly very sorry. This was indeed a lapse in our work." The manager was so anxious his face changed color.