Chapter 200

“I … passed out?”

“Yes, but you also won. You did well, very well.”

“Mm … but my body… damn it, why is it such a mess?”

The head asked, “Who is Zhu Yeqing? Do you have any idea?”

Ye Aotian said, “That woman? She’s an undercover agent, someone with a grudge against the Chen family.”

Oh, at that moment, the head instantly understood.

No wonder that woman was so arrogant. It seems she was deliberately causing trouble for Chen Fan. This woman sure had some tricks. If that’s the case, she’s effectively put the Chen family in opposition to the ten great families.

Though, even if Zhu Yeqing hadn’t done anything, it would’ve happened anyway. No one wants to be ousted, and any family eyeing a spot among the ten great families is essentially an enemy.

“Brother Di lost, thoroughly. But I feel like it was intentional, no? How many people know about her grudge against the Chen family?”

Ye Aotian said, “Not many. Only I know. But Zhu Yeqing can’t be won over. She has her own way of seeking revenge.”

The head sighed regretfully. Such a genius, bound by hatred. But it must be said, it was precisely this hatred that made her so formidable.

“This is for you.”

The head handed Ye Aotian a box. Upon opening it, Ye Aotian immediately sensed something unusual—it was top-grade medicinal material.

“Eat it. It’ll help stabilize you. Sigh, good materials are getting harder to find these days.”

“Thank you, Head.”

“Rest and recover from your injuries. Tomorrow, you’ll need to handle company matters. Knowing ancient martial arts alone isn’t enough to become the head of the Ye family. You need to prove yourself in business. Modu is a place that never lacks geniuses. Discovering talent and seizing opportunities—that’s what you need to do.”

Ye Aotian understood the head’s meaning. Looking at him, he asked, “What about … Ye Zitian?”

“Ye Zitian? He’s got a good eye. Just work hard, and you’ll naturally see the gap between you and him.”

Ye Aotian nodded.

“About your mother, don’t think about it for now. When you’re strong enough, she’ll naturally reunite with you. It’s not the time yet.”

“I understand. Thank you, Head.”

At the same time, in the Qian family, a group of people looked at Qian Wuyue lying on the ground, feeling a bit helpless. This guy was finished. He’d been crippled with a single kick.

Ye Aotian had only injured him, but Zhu Yeqing’s kick had truly ended him. He was completely broken.

“Damn the Chen family. Investigate them. I want all the information on the Chen family. I want Chen Fan and Zhu Yeqing to pay for what they did to my child.”

“No, this is a matter for the younger generation. We can’t use special forces.”

“I don’t care. My child is ruined. My child is ruined! I want Chen Fan dead. No one cares if he dies, right? I won’t use the Qian family’s forces. I’ll find someone else.”

The family fell silent, but it was clear they tacitly approved of this madness.

…

Around three in the afternoon, the group finally left. Surprisingly, after some inquiries, they came to a conclusion: Wu Meiniang’s attendance at the banquet was primarily to protect someone, but another part of her mission was to assassinate Dijun Si.

However, as it stands, this naive girl didn’t even find Dijun Si. Meanwhile, Dijun Si, for the sake of his family, has been constantly cultivating.

In the original story, Dijun Si is a contradictory character, perhaps best described as a tragic figure.

He loves someone, but that person doesn’t love him back.

In the end, he can only be someone else’s shadow. More importantly, he remains a puppet of his family, spending his entire life striving to maintain the Di family’s supremacy, either in seclusion or on the path to seclusion.

In a way, his death in the end might be considered a form of liberation.

The ten great families have no choice; they’re forced into this. If you’re weak, you’ll be devoured by others.

Back at his new house—a massive villa—such properties are rare even in the magical capital.

The top floor even has an indoor swimming pool. This house was actually bought long ago and reserved for Chen Fan.

Once Chen Fan grew up, he could move in directly.

Say what you will, but in terms of prestige, the Chen family never skimps.

“I want this room!” Liu Feifei shouted excitedly. Chen Fan replied, “Sure, pay up. Rent.”

“Sister … look at him! How can he be like this? All this guy cares about is money!”

Cao Zijin said, “If it were me, I’d ask for money too. This is my house, after all. I’m only now realizing how happy having money makes you.”

Happy with money?

“Sis, where’s your money?”

Cao Zijin said, “Handed it over to Chen Fan. Ugh, it’s so painful. But today I won a ton of money, hahahaha.”

Won money?

“You two, you sneaky couple! Did you do something behind my back?”

“I’m even carrying your kid behind your back. Do something else? I’d love to, but does Chen Fan give me the chance?”

“We just bet on Ye Aotian winning together. How’s that? Hahahaha.”

Liu Feifei said angrily, “Why? Why didn’t you include me? You guys are too much! I wanted to bet too! Waaah, I have so much money!”

“Forget it. If you’d bet, Ye Zimei would probably go bankrupt.”

Chen Fan found an excuse and bolted upstairs to rest. No major plot points, and Chen Fan was quite happy to enjoy his life.

Meanwhile, Cao Zijin was settling everyone in.

“Wu Meiniang, you’ll stay on the first floor. If you wake up early, it won’t disturb anyone.”

Wu Meiniang nodded and said, “Mm, okay.”

With that, she moved her things into her room.

As for Zhu Yeqing, she stuck to her old habit of staying close to Chen Fan. Cao Zijin took another room, and as for Liu Feifei, whether she stayed or left was up to her. One more person eating wouldn’t make a difference.

After settling everyone, Cao Zijin began thinking about the next steps.

According to Chen Fan’s diary, at this stage, the main plot revolves around the Ye family—specifically, the matter of the Ye family’s heir.

She was cooperating with Ye Zimei.

The collaboration was to help Ye Zimei, gain her support, and successfully make Ye Zimei the head of the Ye family.

If her calculations were correct, Ye Ziyue seemed to be working with Ye Aotian. But as things stood, that was highly unlikely unless Ye Ziyue had truly lost her mind.

So, a change had occurred. With Ye Ziyue’s disappearance, a new woman from a think tank would inevitably emerge to assist Ye Aotian.

Having contended with the rules for so long, Cao Zijin had gradually figured out how the timeline contracts and operates.

“Who could it be? I’m a bit curious.”

“But what will Ye Ziyue do?”

She laid out a stack of company documents on the table, thinking carefully.

Still uneasy, she initiated a video call with Ye Ziyue.

“Speak … I’m annoyed.”

“Did your father ask you to help Ye Aotian?”

“Yeah … no way to refuse. My head hurts. I really don’t want to see that guy, Ye Aotian. Right now, I just want to strangle him.”

“I think you could.”

“Don’t tell me to act like Liu Feifei. I can’t. She’s her, I’m me. She can get away with anything; I can’t.”

Cao Zijin said, “No need. I think you just need to be there.”

Ye Ziyue paused, instantly understanding Cao Zijin’s meaning.

“Mm, got it. I’ll do my best. What about your side?”

“There are a few sectors—tech, pharmaceuticals, cosmetic surgery, and so on. These are all industrial chains, and they’re workable. But if it’s just these, I think it’s kind of boring.”

Ye Ziyue said, “Ye Zifeng’s main business is venture capital. Got it?”

Venture capital? Investments?

Mm, that sounds like a protagonist’s industry. These types of industries are usually very free. You throw money out and wait to collect the returns.