CHAPTER 1010: CHAPTER 1017: MILLIONAIRE

While Han Mingchao was on the phone, Leng Feifei gently held Ling Chen’s hand and whispered, "Ling Chen, this doesn’t seem right. Maybe... maybe we should drop it. After all, I haven’t really suffered any loss."

"You haven’t suffered any loss?" Ling Chen widened his eyes and said, "Your loss is considerable, both mentally and physically, so this money must be compensated." Pausing for a moment, Ling Chen lowered his voice and said, "Feifei, trust me, I’m doing this for your own good."

"But..." Leng Feifei looked at Han Mingchao on the phone with some disbelief and said, "Why would he pay us so much money?"

Ling Chen smiled slightly and said confidently, "You don’t need to worry about that. Just wait and see, he’ll obediently hand the money over to us." Just as he finished speaking, Han Mingchao put down his phone, picked up the checkbook, and walked over.

"Mr. Ling, here is a check for fifty million. I’ve already called the bank, and you can withdraw the cash anytime." Han Mingchao said with utmost respect. Although he felt pained, for the sake of his family business, he could only force a smile and maintain a polite attitude, daring not to offend Ling Chen.

He blamed himself for being driven by lust; if it weren’t for trying to take advantage of Leng Feifei, he wouldn’t have lost so much money.

Fifty million! Thinking about it pained Han Mingchao, whose income over the years all but disappeared.

Taking the check handed over by Han Mingchao, Ling Chen nodded in satisfaction and said, "Mr. Han is indeed straightforward. Well, now that I’ve got the money, I won’t hold today’s matter against you. Rest assured, I won’t trouble you again in the future."

"Thank you, Mr. Ling." Han Mingchao hastily expressed his gratitude. Now he just wanted to send these two away quickly, out of sight and out of mind.

"By the way!" Just before leaving, Ling Chen suddenly remembered something and said with a smile, "I just bought a villa across from yours, so we’ll be neighbors in the future. Feel free to drop by and strengthen our relationship when you have time."

Han Mingchao’s expression changed, feeling troubled internally. He hoped to send this jerk away and never see him again, but unexpectedly, this guy was about to become his neighbor. No way! It seems he needs to find another place to live.

Despite his thoughts, Han Mingchao forced a smile and said, "I’ll definitely visit then."

"Alright, I won’t bother you anymore, Mr. Han. Feifei, let’s go."

After leaving Han Mingchao’s house, Ling Chen called Yang Qingling. Earlier, due to Leng Feifei’s situation, Ling Chen had Yang Qingling take a cab home first, without knowing if she had arrived yet.

After the call, inquiring about the house purchase situation, Ling Chen hung up the phone and got into his car with Leng Feifei.

More than twenty minutes later, Ling Chen and Leng Feifei drove to a nearby bank.

"Ling Chen, why did you bring me here?" Leng Feifei asked in confusion.

"Of course, to withdraw money. Hey, give me your bank account, and I’ll transfer the fifty million to your card."

Upon hearing this, Leng Feifei was stunned, taking a long time to come to her senses.

"Feifei, Feifei!"

Ling Chen called several times before Leng Feifei finally snapped out of it, stammering, "You... you want to give me all fifty million?"

"What else?" Ling Chen smiled and said, "I got this for you, so of course, it should be yours."

"No, no." Leng Feifei hurriedly refused, "This is too much, I can’t take it. If you insist on giving something, a few thousand would be enough."

"That wouldn’t do. This is compensation from Han Mingchao to you, and you should rightfully accept it." Pausing, Ling Chen continued, "Feifei, to be honest, this money is of no use to me. Given my current assets, I don’t even blink at fifty million."

It was true; with his billionaire status, fifty million was insignificant. If it weren’t for Leng Feifei, Ling Chen wouldn’t have asked Han Mingchao for compensation. He had Han Mingchao resolve it with money, partly to punish him and partly for Leng Feifei. Knowing her circumstances, he wanted to use this money to improve her life.

"Feifei, you’re a capable person, but today’s society isn’t easy to navigate. To stand out, you must rely on yourself. So, you can use this money to start your own business. I believe in your abilities, and over time, you can surely achieve something great. Don’t overthink it; you can use this money with confidence. With me protecting you, that bastard Han Mingchao won’t dare cause trouble. Let’s go, I’ll help you deposit the money first."

Half an hour later, with Ling Chen accompanying her, Leng Feifei walked out of the bank.

Looking at the bright sunlight outside, Leng Feifei found it all hard to believe. In less than half a day, she had become a millionaire, a transformation difficult to fathom.

"Feifei, get in the car, I’ll take you home," Ling Chen called from the side.

Sitting in the car, Ling Chen drove, focusing straight ahead, without speaking. After leaving Han Mingchao’s house, Ling Chen refrained from mentioning what had happened earlier. It wasn’t that he, as a man, wanted to renege on his word; he just didn’t know how to handle it.

He had a girlfriend, and what happened with Leng Feifei was due to circumstances beyond his control, not of his own volition. But regardless of how many excuses he made, it wouldn’t change the relationship that had developed between them.

Throughout the drive, Ling Chen occasionally glanced at Leng Feifei from the corner of his eye. She sat quietly in the passenger seat, gazing out the window, saying nothing, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

Before long, Ling Chen drove to the place where Leng Feifei rented. Since Leng Feifei had graduated and started working, she rented a place on her own.

The place was old and in poor condition, but the rent was cheap, only a little over three hundred a month. For a recent graduate like Leng Feifei, it was a decent option.

"Feifei." After parking the car, Ling Chen hesitated several times, finally deciding to speak openly with Leng Feifei; he didn’t want to drag things on, making them both uncomfortable.

"What is it?" Leng Feifei withdrew her gaze from the window and looked directly into Ling Chen’s eyes, asking. If one paid close attention, one could notice the tension inside her. However, besides tension, there was also a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"Feifei, um..." Ling Chen opened his mouth, but the words he had thought of suddenly seemed hard to articulate.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Chen said seriously, "Feifei, I’m really sorry about what happened today. I... I didn’t mean it, so..."

"I know." Before Ling Chen could finish, Leng Feifei interjected, "In fact, I’m very grateful to you. Rather than letting Han Mingchao succeed, I’d rather give my most precious thing to someone I like."