Chapter 811: The Chen Family of Shengjing

"No need to apologize. I will report this matter to the Owners' Committee. You property management people should prepare to be dismissed. We owners pay your property management company tens of millions every year; is this how you repay the owners?" He Lingyun glanced at the manager coldly, turned, and left.

"This lady, please leave first." The manager felt helpless; he knew he was finished this time.

The owners in this residential complex were not short on money, and their security guards were all proper retired soldiers. With dozens of households in the complex, each paying tens of thousands per month for property management, the profit for their property management company was quite substantial.

With such a vile incident occurring this time, their Owners' Committee was definitely finished.

Qiu Yanfang covered her face, glared at Chen Yu and his mother with hatred, then turned and left.

The injured were taken away, and that Phantom worth millions was also towed away; the matter could be considered settled.

"Gelin, find a way to take over the property management company here. We will handle the security ourselves." Chen Yu sent a text message to Gelin. From now on, his mother and he would both live here; security issues must be kept in his own hands, and situations like today's must not happen again.

"Understood." Gelin replied with just two words.

After returning home, He Lingyun still had not recovered from what had just happened. Even though her son had brought her honor, she was still so angry that her hands were trembling.

"What's wrong? The dumplings are cooked, eat up," the old lady said with a smile.

"Qiu Yanfang came by just now," Chen Yu said. "Grandma knows her, right?"

"That vixen came?" The old lady was furious. "Where is she? I'll go slap her silly. That vixen, a mistress who climbed to the top, and she dares to come here?"

The old lady had a stubborn temper, and she hated Qiu Yanfang to the bone. She would never let go of the woman who had single-handedly ruined her daughter's happiness. She untied her apron and headed out, aggressive and ready to teach her a lesson, but she was stopped by Chen Yu.

"Grandma, I've already driven her away. You're getting on in years, don't get angry. Leave these things to me from now on. I promise I won't let her have an easy time," Chen Yu said with a smile.

"I have to slap her a few times myself to vent my anger," the old lady said through gritted teeth. "That vixen, she tore your family apart."

After much effort to persuade the old lady, Chen Yu walked up to He Lingyun and said, "Mom, don't be sad. I'll handle this woman."

"You?" He Lingyun looked at Chen Yu in surprise, then smiled faintly. "Won't you be bullying her a bit?"

"It wouldn't look good for you to get into a tearing match with her given your status," Chen Yu said with a smile. "You have to manage the He Clan; how could you have time to tear into her?"

"Fine then, tear her apart, and while you're at it, find out what that father of yours is actually doing," He Lingyun said coldly. "Ever since this woman climbed to the top, everything in the Chen Clan has been decided by her."

"Is he just content to indulge in pleasure like that?" Chen Yu smiled and said, "Although I don't understand him, do you believe he would be like that?"

"I don't believe it. How could I, He Lingyun, have misjudged a man?" He Lingyun smiled, but as she smiled, tears fell involuntarily.

Chen Anyi, the Chen and He families are separated by only two streets. It has been over twenty years in the blink of an eye; are you doing well now?

The Chen Family, in an extremely luxurious hall.

The hall was filled with various antiques and Jade, as well as many famous paintings and calligraphy.

A man was at an antique-style desk with the Four Treasures of the Study laid out before him. He was wielding a brush to splash ink, and under the Wolf Hair Brush in his hand, a vigorous and powerful font appeared on the rice paper.

The man had a long, scruffy beard, and his spirit was not very good. After writing a few characters, he became short of breath after blowing the ink dry. Looking at the large characters "Supreme Goodness is Like Water" he had written, the man shook his head, crumpled the calligraphy into a ball, and threw it into the wastebasket.

Immediately after, he laid out another sheet of paper, his brush saturated with black ink, intending to write again. But just at this moment, he coughed lightly, and a wheezing sound came from his lungs. He put down the brush, his expression pained.

From his light cough, it could be judged that there was something wrong with his lungs.

After a long while, the man finally recovered. His spirit seemed even worse than before, but his eyes were very sharp. He drank some water and began to write again.

Just at this moment, Qiu Yanfang walked in from outside, furious. As soon as she entered, she stared fixedly at the man and screamed, "Chen Anyi, are you still going to be like this?"

"Oh, you're back?" The man raised his head and looked at Qiu Yanfang. Although he was scruffy, as if he hadn't groomed himself in a long time, and his clothes were messy and hadn't been changed in ages, looking somewhat slovenly, it was not hard to see that he must have been a handsome man in his youth.

He was none other than Chen Yu's father, Chen Anyi.

"Yes, I'm back. What are you doing, Chen Anyi?" Qiu Yanfang suppressed the anger in her heart and stared at him.

"Writing," Chen Anyi spat out the two words indifferently, then picked up the brush and began to write. This piece of calligraphy was "Thousands of Armies and Horses."

"I went to see your son just now, and I also saw your ex-wife," Qiu Yanfang said with a sudden smile, staring at Chen Anyi's expression.

Chen Anyi's movements paused slightly, but he continued writing the characters in his hand. No ripples could be seen on his face; he just said indifferently, "Oh, is that so?"

"Are you not concerned about them at all?" Qiu Yanfang giggled. "Don't you want to know what happened back then? Don't you want to know how your wife, He Lingyun, is doing now?"

"It's not important." Chen Anyi had finished writing the characters. He blew the ink dry, set it aside, and then took out an antique Jade ornament from the table and began to fiddle with it in his hands.

"Not important? Aren't they the most important people you keep thinking about?" Qiu Yanfang was somewhat disappointed because she did not see any surprise or concern in Chen Anyi's expression. He was truly a broken man.

"They aren't anymore." Chen Anyi smiled, put the item on the table, and began to tidy up the ornaments and antiques in the room.

Although his room was messy, those antiques and Jade were arranged neatly and were spotless, as if in his Life, these things were the most important.

"My face is injured, it was done by your son," Qiu Yanfang said through gritted teeth. "Do you know? He Lingyun still has that high-and-mighty look, but compared to decades ago, she has gained a bit more grace and luxury."

"She is a noblewoman; there seems to be an indescribable temperament about her, as if she were meant to be like that from the moment she was born." Qiu Yanfang's face was full of jealousy. "Although I don't want to admit it, I am not her match."

Chen Anyi did not speak. He continued to wipe his antiques. Even though these antiques were spotless, he still wiped them patiently and carefully. In his heart, the beautiful woman before him seemed to be worth nothing.