You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The girl's soft, contented sigh echoed through the spacious, bright restaurant.

It carried a sense of languidness and charming innocence after a satisfying meal.

Chen Yuan looked down at her unguarded appearance, and his large, well-defined hand gently pinched her pink earlobe.

"From now on, you'll be in charge of all the seafood in the house."

A low, husky laugh filled the warm air.

Nothing was said that night, and the next day arrived.

In early summer in Jianghai City, the sun shone with a scorching heat.

Located halfway up the mountain, Genting Manor was originally a tranquil place where birds sang and flowers bloomed, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

But today.

This tranquility was forcibly shattered by the strong, sour smell of the marketplace brought by a group of uninvited guests.

Outside the manor's black and gold carved gate, a symbol of the tycoon's power.

A noisy group of seven or eight people gathered.

These people were wearing cheap synthetic fiber clothes.

Under the scorching sun, it emitted a smell of cheap laundry detergent mixed with the stench of sweat.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his fifties with thinning hair.

He was wearing an old polo shirt with a yellowed collar.

His round face was covered in oil, and his triangular eyes were fixed on the luxurious European-style buildings in the manor.

His eyes gleamed with undisguised greed and fanaticism.

This man's name is Chen Dayong.

By all accounts, he was Chen Yuan's nominal eldest cousin.

Chen Yuan's father, Chen Hai's, distant cousin.

More than ten years ago.

Chen Yuan was still in high school, and because his father had run away, he couldn't even afford to eat.

On a snowy day, Chen Yuan was so hungry that his stomach cramped.

He knocked on Chen Dayong's door, hoping to borrow fifty yuan to buy some rice.

What did Chen Dayong do at that time?

Not only did he not give Chen Yuan a single penny, he also complained that Chen Yuan was a burden who brought bad luck.

In front of the neighbors.

Pointing his finger at Chen Yuan's nose, he cursed him as a "little beast born of a mother but raised without one."

Then a basin of ice-cold foot-washing water was poured directly onto Chen Yuan's school uniform, which had been washed until it was white.

On a snowy day, they chased Chen Yuan out of the alley like a dog.

That so-called blood ties and kinship have long been frozen solid by a basin of foot-washing water, making them harder than stone.

But just a few days ago.

The news in Jianghai City was filled with images of Chen Yuan's cold and dignified profile during the Chamber of Commerce chairman election.

"The behind-the-scenes boss of Star Ventures!"

"A business tycoon who controls trillions of dollars in assets!"

"The future son-in-law of the Shen family conglomerate!"

These dazzling titles were slammed into the heads of Chen Dayong's group of poor relatives.

This completely unleashed their greed, which had been dormant for over a decade.

In their deeply ingrained, rogue logic.

No matter how harsh I was back then.

Since they have the blood of the Chen family flowing through their veins, they must have a share of Chen Yuan's trillion-dollar fortune!

"Open the door! Open the door right now!"

Chen Dayong pounded on the black iron gate with both hands.

The rough palms slapped against the carved iron pillar with dull thuds.

"You watchdogs, are you blind?!"

"I'm your boss's great-uncle! We're relatives!"

He shouted in a hoarse voice, spitting everywhere.

"Get that bastard Chen Yuan out here to see me!"

"Now that you've made a fortune, you think you can ignore your elders? I'm going to make him arrange a branch office general manager position for me today!"

Several aunts and cousins ​​followed behind him.

They also joined in the shouting.

"Exactly! Yuanzi is such an inconsiderate kid. He makes so much money, but he doesn't even know how to help his family."

"My son just graduated from university. Getting a vice president position at his Star Ventures firm would be a piece of cake for him, wouldn't it?"

These people have such self-righteous faces.

It's as if Star Ventures is their own little shop, where you can just walk in and take whatever you want.

Inside the guard post.

Eagle emerged with four fully armed bodyguards.

His burly figure, clad in a black tactical vest, resembled an impenetrable black wall.

Separated by an iron gate, I stood in front of this group of awful relatives.

The eagle's scarred face remained expressionless.

His gaze was as cold as if he were looking at a pile of rotting, stinking flesh.

Mr. Chen said he has no relatives.

The eagle's cry was deep and thunderous, carrying the chilling aura of someone who had been through countless battles.

"You have three seconds to get out of the manor."

"Otherwise, treat them as terrorists and physically eliminate them."

This warning is devoid of any emotion.

It carried a chill that swept over us.

The women who were still yelling were so frightened that they instinctively took two steps back.

His face turned pale.

But Chen Dayong is an old scoundrel who has been causing trouble in the streets for years.

Their greatest skill is using other people's bottom lines to blackmail them.

He was certain that Chen Yuan was now a big boss and had a lot of face to save, so he would never dare to lay a hand on his elders.

"Oh ho! You dare to scare me?"

Chen Dayong sneered, revealing a mouthful of yellowed, stained teeth.

He didn't back down.

Instead, he simply sat down on the ground.

She stretched out her legs, slapped her hands on the marble floor, and began her familiar tantrum.

"Come on! If you've got the guts, kill me!"

"Let all the journalists in Jianghai City come and see!"

"How could the big boss of Star Capital allow his subordinates to beat his own uncle to death?!"

Chen Dayong shouted louder and louder.

It even rolled around on the ground, covering its already yellowed clothes with dust.

They put on a pitiful, bullied appearance.

"Chen Yuan! You heartless ingrate!"

"Your father died young. If it weren't for us relatives raising you, would you be alive today?"

"Now you've risen to prominence and are living in this palace-like manor."

"So you've started to look down on us poor relatives?"

"Let me tell you, if you don't give me an explanation today, and don't come up with a settlement fee of 100 million yuan..."

"I'll sue you in court! I'll expose you online!"

Chen Dayong's howling was particularly jarring on the empty mountainside.

That ugly face that twists the truth and spews lies.

It takes human greed and lack of moral boundaries to the extreme.

The eldest uncle, who was in charge, lay on the ground, howling at the top of his lungs at the gate: "Chen Yuan! You heartless bastard! If we hadn't given you a bite to eat back then, you would have starved to death on the streets long ago!"