Power and wealth bring fragrance

The eastern coast of Shenhai City.

Along the winding coastline, the clear blue seawater changes from a translucent emerald to a deep blue, and the waves crash against the steep cliffs, breaking into countless splashes.

Along the cliff face, you can see one luxurious seaside villa after another, scattered along the mountainside and facing the sea.

Each villa is separated from the others by dense greenery, ensuring sufficient privacy.

Some villas even have stone steps carved into the cliff face, allowing you to swim directly into the sea from your villa at any time – a truly luxurious experience.

This is the real old money gathering place in Shenhai City.

Compared to the seaside villas here, Wei Yuan's house in Yulong Bay, worth tens of millions, is nothing more than a beggar's kennel, completely insignificant.

Every villa here is worth at least hundreds of millions.

However, even at such an exorbitant price, there is still no market for it.

The people who live here will never sell their villas; they will simply pass them down from generation to generation.

It is said that some of the villas here have been passed down for more than five generations, spanning over a century.

Living here is a symbol of status and wealth, and it's something that newly rich people like Liu Ding dream of.

They are wealthy enough to buy villas here, but because they are nouveau riche, no one will sell to them.

And Chu Xinrou's home is right here.

When Qin Xiao drove Wei Yuan to the front of one of the villas, Wei Yuan was somewhat astonished when he saw the flat grass, the luxurious villa, and the stunning sea that almost blended into the horizon through the wrought iron gate.

Is Chu Xinrou's family really that powerful?

Then why would she open a small antique shop?

Wei Yuan was a little puzzled but didn't think about it too much. He would know when he saw it.

After getting out of the car, Wei Yuan gave Qin Xiao instructions.

"After we get back, we should work with Han Feng to get rid of the Black Dragon Gang's shady businesses, keeping only the clean ones."

"We can also give the money we've hidden outside the city to Han Feng, so he can clean it up and then inject it into the company's account as start-up capital."

"You can use this money to try to recruit some professional staff and set up the framework of the security company. Call me anytime if anything happens."

Qin Xiao carefully noted down Wei Yuan's orders, and seeing that he had no further instructions, he drove away.

Wei Yuan stood in front of the wrought iron gate and nodded at the camera.

"I'm looking for Chu Xinrou."

A minute later, a shuttle bus arrived in front of the wrought iron gate.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man in a three-piece suit, clearly resembling a butler, politely nodded to Wei Yuan in the driver's seat.

"Mr. Wei, please get in the car."

Wei Yuan got into the car without any hesitation, and the butler drove the shuttle bus to the front of the villa.

"please."

The butler got out of the car and politely invited Wei Yuan into the villa.

Wei Yuan followed the butler into the villa with some curiosity, looking around at its facilities.

This was the first time he had ever witnessed the true style of an old money family.

The villa has a spacious layout, and the mahogany decoration is understated yet luxurious. The corridor is decorated with oil paintings in gilded frames, which shows the wealth and heritage of the old Qian family.

However, to Wei Yuan's surprise, the villa seemed to be poorly maintained.

Some of the picture frames had faded and thinned gilding, and the floor in the corner was somewhat blackened, suggesting that the villa had not been maintained for a long time, giving it a faint sense of twilight.

Wei Yuan followed the butler through the corridor and directly into the villa's reception room.

In the spacious living room, which is over 100 square meters, a man and a woman were sitting on the sofa.

The man had graying hair and a refined demeanor, but his slightly aged face was somewhat gloomy.

The woman, needless to say, was Chu Xinrou, who also looked sullen.

Hearing footsteps, Chu Xinrou looked over and saw Wei Yuan. Her eyes lit up immediately, and she quickly stood up and waved to Wei Yuan.

"Wei Yuan, come quickly."

The butler stopped and gestured for Wei Yuan to come over.

Wei Yuan sensed the strange atmosphere, and although he was somewhat surprised, he did not show it and walked straight over.

Chu Xinrou stepped forward to take Wei Yuan's hand, but as soon as she raised her hand, the slightly aged man coughed in dissatisfaction.

Chu Xinrou's smile froze, and she pursed her lips slightly.

"Dad, this is Wei Yuan, whom I mentioned to you."

Wei Yuan nodded to the slightly aged man.

"Hello, Mr. Chu."

Chu Xinrou's father, Chu Feng, spoke with a stern face and indifferent tone.

"Please sit down."

Chu Feng's reaction made Wei Yuan frown and glance at Chu Xinrou tentatively.

What's going on?

Why does it feel like Chu Feng is very hostile towards him?

Seeing Chu Feng's disrespectful attitude towards Wei Yuan, Chu Xinrou, who was already in a bad mood, couldn't hold back any longer.

"Dad, what kind of attitude is this?"

Hearing Chu Xinrou's dissatisfied question, Chu Feng raised his eyelids and said coldly.

"What attitude do you want me to have?"

"you……"

Chu Xinrou was furious, her eyes filled with grievance.

Even though Wei Yuan and she haven't officially established a relationship, they already have a physical one.

Now that Wei Yuan has come to visit, Chu Feng's attitude is so bad. What will Wei Yuan think?

Chu Xinrou was about to argue with Chu Feng, but Wei Yuan pulled her back and shook his head slightly at her.

He finally understood that Chu Feng indeed harbored great hostility towards him.

So even at their first meeting, Chu Feng maintained a cold expression.

Regardless of where this hostility comes from, there is no reason for Chu Xinrou to argue with Chu Feng first because of him.

Wei Yuan gave Chu Xinrou a look. Chu Xinrou felt a little wronged, but she still held back and sat down angrily.

Wei Yuan was about to sit down when Chu Feng suddenly spoke.

"I don't know why you suddenly came to my door today, but to avoid any misunderstandings, I'd like to say a few words upfront."

Wei Yuan raised an eyebrow and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Please speak."

Chu Feng stared sharply at Wei Yuan and said, word by word.

"I don't know what happened between you and my daughter."

"But let me make this clear: I will absolutely not admit to anything between you two!"

"She is my daughter, and the only heir of the Chu family now."

"Her future was determined from the moment she was born."

"She will marry a man of equal social standing and uphold the honor of the Chu family."

"No matter what, she could never get involved with a poor boy with no connections or family background."

"So if you came here today trying to convince me to approve of you, I will absolutely not agree. Forget about it!"

Chu Feng's words were sharp as a knife, without any concealment, directly cutting off all possibilities and leaving no room for maneuver.

"dad!"

Unable to contain herself any longer, Chu Xinrou slammed her hand on the table and stood up, glaring angrily at Chu Feng.

Wei Yuan was slightly taken aback, and his expression couldn't help but become a little strange.

No, did Old Deng misunderstand something?

Why does it feel like he thinks Wei Yuan came to propose marriage today?

He was just being cheeky when he told Chu Xinrou about meeting her father-in-law; he had never actually thought about it!