CHAPTER 1009: CHAPTER 1016: FORTUNATELY, IT WAS YOU (3)

"Feifei, Feifei... are you okay?" Ling Chen felt a bit uneasy seeing Leng Feifei sitting silently.

"I’m fine." Leng Feifei snapped back to reality and said embarrassedly, "Um... could you find me some clothes?"

"Sure, wait here. I’ll see what I can find in the wardrobe."

Fortunately, Han Mingchao’s house had a live-in maid. Ling Chen found a few pieces of women’s clothing and handed them to Leng Feifei, then waited outside.

After a few minutes, Leng Feifei opened the door and came out of the bedroom.

"Ling Chen, are we going back now?"

"Hold on, we still have one thing left to deal with." With that, Ling Chen led Leng Feifei to the living room on the first floor of the villa. At this moment, Han Mingchao lay unconscious on the floor in the corner of the living room, his face swollen and bruised from Ling Chen’s punch.

Ling Chen walked over, picked up a glass of water from the coffee table, and poured it directly over Han Mingchao.

The cold water brought Han Mingchao back to consciousness instantly, and he hurriedly got up from the floor. Seeing Ling Chen standing before him, Han Mingchao’s expression changed slightly, and he instinctively retreated, leaning against the wall, asking warily, "What... what do you want?"

Ling Chen said with a smirk, "What do you think I want? Mr. Han, Feifei is my friend. If I hadn’t arrived in time today, you’d probably have gotten your way. Feifei wants to report this to the police, but you’re a person of some stature, and there’s no need to blow this up, do you think?"

Hearing this, Han Mingchao’s eyes lit up, quickly understanding Ling Chen’s meaning. He nodded, sat down on the sofa by himself, crossed his legs, and said, "I know, you just want money, right? No problem, name your price; as long as it’s not too excessive, I can satisfy you."

"Ling Chen." Leng Feifei tugged at Ling Chen’s sleeve and whispered, "I don’t want his dirty money, let’s just leave."

Ling Chen patted the back of Leng Feifei’s hand and said, "This guy bullied you, do you want to just let it go? Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing, let me handle it." With that, Ling Chen turned to Han Mingchao and said, "I know Mr. Han is wealthy. Since you mentioned it, I won’t be polite. If you give me this amount, I’ll let this matter go."

Seeing Ling Chen’s five fingers, Han Mingchao laughed and said, "Fifty thousand? No problem." With that, he pulled out a checkbook from his suit pocket and prepared to write the amount.

"Mr. Han, wait, I wasn’t talking about fifty thousand."

Han Mingchao frowned and said displeased, "Don’t you think you’re being too greedy? Do you know how many women I could have for five million? Do you really think she’s worth five million?"

"Mr. Han, you might have misunderstood, I’m not talking about five million."

"At least you know your limits."

"I’m talking about fifty million," Ling Chen replied.

"What?" Han Mingchao was momentarily stunned and sneered at Ling Chen, "I think you’re crazy for money. Fifty million? Why don’t you just rob a bank?" With that, Han Mingchao finished writing a fifty thousand check and tossed it at Ling Chen’s feet, saying coldly, "Take this fifty thousand and get lost, and don’t let me see you again. If you come to trouble me again, don’t blame me for being rude."

Ling Chen didn’t even look at the fifty thousand check and smiled, "Mr. Han, spending fifty million for peace of mind seems worth it to me. Oh, I seem to have forgotten to remind you. Do you remember who brought Feifei to work at your company?"

Hearing this, Han Mingchao’s expression changed, and a subtle panic flickered in his eyes. He adjusted his sitting position, trying to stay calm, and said, "I know she was introduced by Miss Nanrong. But so what, I personally asked Miss Nanrong, and she said Leng Feifei has nothing to do with her, just helping in passing, so don’t try to use Miss Nanrong to threaten me."

"Is that so? Mr. Han, Wanqing didn’t tell you about her relationship with Feifei because she was afraid you’d give Feifei special treatment because of her." Ling Chen laughed as he tapped his forehead, "After all this talking, I seemed to have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Ling Chen. Mr. Han may not have seen me, but you should have heard my name."

"Ling Chen?" Han Mingchao repeated the name, his expression suddenly changing in shock, "You... you’re Miss Nanrong’s boyfriend?"

"That’s right, it’s me." Ling Chen nodded, "Feifei is not only my friend but also Wanqing’s friend. Mr. Han, if this matter reaches Wanqing’s ears, what do you think she’ll do? At that point, will you still think fifty million is too much?"

"I... I..." Han Mingchao opened his mouth but was speechless, unsure of what to say. He hadn’t expected Leng Feifei to have such a significant background. If he had known, he would never have dared to have thoughts about her, not in a million years.

It’s over!

If Nanrong Wanqing found out, she certainly wouldn’t let it slide. Even though he’s the company’s boss, he can’t compare to Hongyu Group. It would just take a flick of a finger from Hongyu Group to bring down his company.

Realizing this, Han Mingchao couldn’t remain seated. He quickly stood up from the sofa, put on a smiling face, and said, "Mr. Ling, I’m sorry, I was blind and didn’t recognize you. If I’ve offended you in any way, please forgive me."

Ling Chen waved his hand, "It’s not about me forgiving you; you didn’t offend me, you offended Feifei."

"Yes, yes, I understand, um... Feifei, I’m really sorry, I was an ass, I shouldn’t have treated you that way, please forgive me this once, I won’t dare again." Han Mingchao hastily apologized.

Leng Feifei listened expressionlessly to Han Mingchao’s apology, with no intention of forgiving him.

Seeing Leng Feifei standing there unmoved, Han Mingchao looked at Ling Chen for help, "Mr. Ling, what do you think..."

"Enough, spare me the useless words, show some sincerity. Mr. Han, I’m willing to settle this privately with you now. Once I walk out of this door, it won’t be something that money can solve. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Han Mingchao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said bitterly, "Mr. Ling, isn’t fifty million a bit too much? I don’t have that much cash on hand, how about..."

"What?" Ling Chen raised an eyebrow, a hint of displeasure in his eyes. This guy dared to haggle with him!

"No, no, that’s not it," Han Mingchao quickly said, "I’ll find a way to get the money right away, Mr. Ling, please give me ten minutes." With that, Han Mingchao grabbed his phone and went to the corner to make a call to gather the money.