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At this moment, Nanrong Hao also came over from the side and accompanied Nanrong Yong as they walked toward the crowd. With the appearance of Nanrong Yong, the guests immediately flocked to him, surrounding him and offering their congratulations.

Nanrong Yong smiled and exchanged pleasantries with everyone.

Ling Chen glanced around and suddenly heard someone calling him. He turned his head, scanning the surroundings, and found that the person calling him was not far away. Immediately, he walked over quickly and greeted them.

"Captain Zhong, Brother Liang."

"Ling, when did you arrive?" Liang Zhao Hui asked, "We were about to call you. Luckily, Captain Zhong has sharp eyes and spotted you in time."

"I came a while ago, just chatting with Old Sir Nanrong over there. Captain Zhong, how have you been? Are you getting used to being abroad?"

"Not bad," Zhong Wei nodded, "You know the chairman’s character, he never treats us badly." He paused, lowered his voice, and said, "Ling, there’s something I must confess to you."

"What’s that?" Ling Chen asked curiously.

Zhong Wei glanced at Liang Zhao Hui, and both took out a set of car keys from their pockets.

"Porsche?" Ling Chen immediately recognized the logo on the car keys and said with a smile, "Looks like you two are doing quite well, already driving Porsches."

Liang Zhao Hui shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Ling, you’re mistaken. Although the treatment for Captain Zhong and me isn’t bad, we still can’t afford such luxury cars. These cars weren’t bought by us, they were gifts from someone else."

Zhong Wei chimed in, "Besides the Porsche, that person also gifted each of us an apartment, all abroad."

"Is that so?" Ling Chen asked with a puzzled look, "Who’s so generous?"

"Someone named Yang He, not sure if you’ve heard of him."

Ling Chen nodded, "I know him, Wanqing’s suitor. A couple of days ago, he visited Dragon Tiger Hall, and I interacted with him." He paused, jokingly adding, "That guy gifted you cars and apartments, is he trying to bribe you?"

Liang Zhao Hui shrugged, "Probably. You know when the chairman encountered danger abroad, Yang He thanked us for saving them, hence the gifts. Captain Zhong and I didn’t want to accept, but with the chairman insisting, we had no choice... Ling, please don’t blame us."

Ling Chen chuckled, "Do you think I’m that petty? Captain Zhong, Brother Liang, since they’re gifting you these things, just accept them graciously. After all, they’re wealthy individuals, what do they care about some trivial money."

"Ling, how do you plan to deal with this matter?" Zhong Wei asked.

"Deal with what matter?"

"Yang He openly pursuing the chairman, aren’t you going to take some measures?"

"He’s competing fairly without any underhanded tricks. If I fuss over this, wouldn’t that make me narrow-minded? Enough, don’t worry about this, let’s hang out and have some drinks when we get the chance." With that, Ling Chen waved and made his way to Nanrong Hao’s villa.

He wasn’t fond of this kind of gathering; he preferred to find a quiet place to rest rather than mingling for the sake of it.

Nanrong Hao’s villa was empty and peaceful, and it wasn’t Ling Chen’s first time there. After entering the living room, he closed the door and unceremoniously lounged on the sofa, picked up the remote, and turned on the TV.

He watched the news channel for a while, finding it filled with dull national affairs and not entertaining, so he closed his eyes and started to doze off. Soon, the spacious and bright living room was filled with his rhythmic snores.

It wasn’t clear how much time had passed when a sudden footstep approached the door. Despite being asleep, Ling Chen was alert and woke up immediately, though he didn’t open his eyes. Assuming it was Nanrong Hao returning, he realized from the sound of footsteps that it wasn’t, possibly the housekeeper was entering.

As the footsteps approached, a faint fragrance drifted into Ling Chen’s nose. Recognizing the familiar scent, his heart flickered—could it be? Just as he pondered, the fragrance drew nearer, and something seemed to press against him.

At this point, Ling Chen couldn’t help but open his eyes, just in time to see those eyes as brilliant as the stars. The two of them were taken aback, remaining silent for quite a while.

After a moment, Ling Chen was the first to snap out of it, lightly coughing as he forced a smile, "Why are you here?"

"It’s quieter here, I wanted to come over and rest a bit. Didn’t expect to find you here. When did you get here? I didn’t see you at the party earlier."

"I came earlier, visited the Old Sir, and then hid out here. You know I’m not fond of those gatherings." Ling Chen sat up straight, shrugging, "Did you think I was avoiding you?"

"Really?" Nanrong Wanqing looked at him half-believingly, "I thought you were avoiding me."

At her words, Ling Chen rubbed his nose and gave a forced smile, "Why would I? Out of the blue, why would I avoid you?" He gestured to the seat next to him, "You must be tired from everything, take a rest."

Nanrong Wanqing softly acknowledged, then sat down beside Ling Chen.

"How are things abroad?" Ling Chen asked.

"Not bad, I have a few friends helping, and the company is developing smoothly. I plan to establish branches in five different cities abroad within two years to break into the market."

"Don’t overwork yourself. Hongyu Group is stable in the country, you can hire practice managers to oversee the domestic market. Let Nanrong Hao assist you to gain experience. Haozi has been doing well these past years, perhaps it’s time to let him take on Hongyu Group’s responsibilities."

"No rush for that now. Things have just stabilized there, plenty of details still need handling, we can take it slow." At this point, Nanrong Wanqing looked at Ling Chen and asked, "And you? How’ve you been lately?"

Ling Chen shrugged, "Same old, same old."

"Is that so? I’ve heard that things haven’t been going well at Dragon Tiger Hall lately."

"Where did you hear that from?"

"I have my ways of getting information," Nanrong Wanqing softly said, "I know the world you’re in is different from ours, and it’s hard for me to understand or intervene. I just hope you stay safe and out of harm’s way."

"No worries, I’m not that easily defeated." Ling Chen smiled slightly, "Aren’t you afraid that Yang He will search everywhere for you since you’ve been here so long?"

Hearing this, Nanrong Wanqing couldn’t help but give him a sidelong glance, her demeanor showing a hint of playful femininity.