Shallow Bay!
The elite district of Xiangjiang!
Number 68 Shallow Bay, the Chen family villa!
Even though it was already midnight, the villa was still brightly lit.
Chen Yulong, the head of the Chen family, sat on the sofa with a grim expression, staring at Chen Feiyang, who was kneeling on the floor.
"Is the story really as you said?" he asked, tilting his head slightly to look at Chen Feiyu, who was standing beside him.
Chen Feiyu nodded. He had questioned Chen Feiyang and the other two separately, and their stories were all more or less the same.
"Yes, Dad. He just went a little too far with his words..."
Chen Yulong gave a slight nod.
The saying goes that the marketplace is a battlefield, where one wrong move can lead to irreversible ruin. When he received his eldest son's call, he had been furious. His disappointing younger son had gotten into trouble again, and this time, it was big trouble.
