C18 A Person Who Cannot Afford to Offend!

For a moment, the room fell into stunned silence.

Even Chen Henry and Zhou Li were flabbergasted, momentarily wondering if they'd misheard.

"Mu Chen, have you lost your mind?"

Lin Yuyan tugged at Mu Chen's sleeve, her voice tinged with disbelief.

The sum was ten million yuan—far beyond what he could afford based on his family's financial standing.

And as for the 500-million-yuan investment she'd received, it was already tied up in the corporation's accounts, untouchable even to her.

Most importantly, this wasn't their fault to begin with.

"Brother Hu, this woman is from Chuyang Group, and the man is their son-in-law."

Seizing the moment, Chen Henry quickly turned to Wang Hu.

Chen Henry couldn't care less if Mu Chen was being foolish or simply brave; all that mattered was that someone was willing to foot the bill.

Wang Hu's eyes sparkled at this revelation.

His job hung by a thread; if he failed to resolve this situation adeptly, his career as a property manager could be over.

"Fine, since you've admitted your fault, produce the ten million. Otherwise, I'll take matters directly to the Lin Family Group for compensation."

Wang Hu said with a cold look in his eyes.

"On what grounds? They're the ones who broke the porcelain, so this has nothing to do with us."

Lin Yuyan's almond-shaped eyes widened in desperation as she tried to explain the situation. 'If my grandmother hears about this, the issue of the family successorship will be completely jeopardized!'

"I couldn't care less about your family affairs."

Wang Hu sneered, folding his arms across his chest.

'As long as the Lin family compensates us for the broken porcelain bottles, I might even make a tidy sum from Chen Henry!'

"It's true, I admit to breaking those bottles. However, it was you, Manager Wang Hu, who instructed me to do so."

Mu Chen retorted, his gaze icy.

Wang Hu was stunned. He had abused his authority, permitted outsiders into the villa,

And now, he was twisting the facts for his own benefit.

The reason why he admitted to breaking the porcelain bottles was to test whether the property manager was competent or not!

Obviously, Wang Hu was unscruplous!

"What are you talking about? Nonsense!"

Wang Hu glared at him. He never expected Mu Chen to bite back like that!

"Is it nonsense? This is a huge villa, surely there are surveillance cameras. Check the footage from cameras A1408, B6502, and C9997, and you'll see everything clearly,"

Mu Chen said, with a calm assurance.

He had memorized the camera locations from a map provided by Murong Feng.

"You—just who are you? How do you know so much about our villa?"

Wang Hu's eyes widened in disbelief. The layout of the Villa Above the Clouds was top-secret information.

"Who is he? He's someone you simply can't afford to offend!"

An explosive shout rang out.

Moments later, a grey-haired old man, impeccably dressed in a traditional Chinese tunic, rushed onto the scene.

"Dong … Chairman?"

Wang Hu was dumbfounded, his eyes almost popping out of his head.

The unflappable elder before him was Li Qizheng, the chairman of Heng Tai Group. This was the man who developed the Villa Above the Clouds and led one of the top five real estate companies in the country.

His net worth was easily in the hundreds of billions.

Why would such a titan come to a place as insignificant as Chuyang City?

"Pah!"

With a face flushed in anger, Li Qizheng slapped Wang Hu without uttering a word.

He had flown here specifically to visit Mu Chen. Yet, the moment he landed, he received an unsettling call from Murong Feng.

"You imbecile! Apologize to Mr. Mu, now!"

Li Qizheng snarled through gritted teeth. Anyone who could casually drop five billion in cash for a villa had to be extraordinary; their identity was not to be trifled with.

Murong Feng's tone suggested that Mu Chen had a significant connection with the enigmatic Dragon King's Hall.

Offending Mu Chen was akin to walking on a tightrope over a chasm; one false move and it would be a plunge to doom.

"Mu …" "Mr. Mu?"

Wang Hu touched his burning cheek, his mind in a whirl.

Wasn't Mu Chen merely the son-in-law of the Lin Family Group? Yet here was a chairman of a hundred-billion-dollar enterprise addressing him as 'Mr. Mu'?

"Bam!"

Suddenly, Li Qizheng lost his patience.

Taking a forceful step forward, he delivered a vicious kick to Wang Hu's chest, sending him sprawling on the ground in agony.

"Useless."

Li Qizheng spat, before swiftly advancing towards Mu Chen.

"Mr. Mu, I'm terribly sorry."

He bowed at a 90-degree angle, head hung low, as if holding his breath for forgiveness.

Instantly.

Chen Henry and Zhou Li exchanged glances, their eyes widening in disbelief.

They were witnessing a tycoon worth billions, humbling himself before a mere son-in-law? The room seemed to freeze over, thick with incredulity.

'Is the world crazy?'

'It's like this again. Just how many things are you hiding from me?'

Lin Yuyan glanced at Mu Chen grudgingly and thought to herself.

"Oh, since you've personally apologized, then I have nothing to say," she finally said aloud.

"What should we do with this broken porcelain bottle?"

Mu Chen asked, smiling faintly.

"I'll compensate you!"

Li Qizheng agreed without hesitation.

"Then my wife and I can go now?"

"Sure, my private plane is parked on the lawn. You and Madam can leave anytime you want," Mu Chen responded.

… ….

Once home, Lin Yuyan pulled Mu Chen into the room, crossed her arms over her chest, and stared at him with a burning gaze.

"Mu Chen, don't you have anything you want to tell me?"