The Chubby Rich Daughter's Counterattack

Chapter 22: Yan Cheng’s Identity

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

This greeting shocked Song Meiyu and she sized him up. So he was the patriarch of the Yan family, Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng smiled and said, “The last time we met, I said that Miss Song should actually call me uncle. Looks like you didn’t understand what I meant.”

Song Jiaren was stunned for a moment before Song Meiyu whispered into her ear, “This is Yan Cheng, the head of the Yan Family, and Yan Jingchen’s uncle.”

Only then did she realize that there was such a relationship between them. She wanted to curse silently. None of the Yan family members were good people.

She quickly said, “Master Cheng, please forgive me for not recognizing your identity. We still have things to do, so we’ll leave first.”

She didn’t want to be entangled with this man any longer and wanted to leave.

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Unexpectedly, he said leisurely behind her back, “I have to thank Miss Song for what happened last time. I wonder if Miss Song has safekept that thing properly?”

Song Jiaren rushed to him and covered his mouth with her hand, preventing him from saying anything he shouldn’t.

Yan Cheng’s people cried out in surprise. Yan Cheng knocked lightly on his wheelchair, indicating that he was fine. They did not move, but their gazes were murderous as they looked at this daring woman.

Song Meiyu quickly pulled her back and said, “Master Cheng, I’m really sorry. My daughter is too willful. I’ll educate her properly when I get back.”

After apologizing several times, Song Meiyu pulled her away.

In the car, Song Meiyu asked, “Baby, have you met Yan Cheng before?”

Song Jiaren said ambiguously, “Yes, I’ve met him once.”

Song Meiyu looked at her and didn’t ask further. She warned, “No matter what others do, you have to stay away from Yan Cheng. This person is very dangerous. If you provoke him, even I might not be able to save you.”

Song Jiaren nodded in agreement. She also felt that this man was very dangerous, but she still had to put the matter of staying away from him aside.

Just as she was approaching Yan Cheng, he said beside her ear, “I have something that you’re interested in. I’ll wait for you tomorrow at the Longchi Hotel, room 2304.”

When he spoke, his scent lingered by her ear and exuded a cold aura that made her shiver uncontrollably.

Song Meiyu asked with concern, “What’s wrong? Do you feel cold?”

Song Jiaren quickly shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

Song Meiyu, not wanting to scare her anymore, sighed. “You don’t have to worry too much. Someone like him wouldn’t bother with us, but you have to remember not to be so disrespectful next time. He’s different from Yan Jingchen’s family. He’s the true leader of the Yan Family, and he’s the only one in charge of the Yan Family. This kind of thing doesn’t exist in a prominent family, but he did it. This shows how terrifying he is.”

Song Jiaren asked, “Then why would Yan Jingchen and his family live in the Yan family’s old mansion? There are rumors in the capital that Yan Renwei is the next head of the Yan family.”

Song Meiyu replied in disdain, “He’s nothing. He just wants to fight for power and refuses to leave. With our support previously, they still had the strength to fight. But now, it’s impossible. However, Yan Cheng’s body can’t hold on anymore. Without him, the Yan family definitely won’t be as powerful as before.”

There was a tinge of pity in her words that made Song Jiaren suddenly have some interest in this man.

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In the Yan Household, Wen Qing handed Yan Cheng a handkerchief.

Yan Cheng took it over and gently wiped away the warmth left behind by Song Jiaren on his face. He wiped it several times before stopping. The gentleness on his face faded as he said coldly, “Investigate why they are here.”

Wen Qing nodded quickly.

When they entered, they saw that Yan Renwei and Wu Yu were still arguing. Yan Jingchen had already returned to his room.

Yan Cheng’s wheelchair came in. The angry couple, Yan Renwei and his wife, instantly looked sheepish. Their faces blushed, but they did not dare to make any sound.

It was only after Yan Cheng had walked far away and entered the study that Yan Renwei dared to say, “Phew, what’s a sickly person so arrogant for? Sooner or later, when he dies, the entire Yan family will be mine.”

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Wen Qing walk out. His expression instantly stiffened, and cold sweat was about to drip down his forehead.

He only dared to say this behind Yan Cheng’s back. He did not even dare to breathe in front of Yan Cheng.

Wen Qing looked at him indifferently and walked past him.