Heh, for the sake of our past relationship, I suppose I can return a portion. That way, even if that guy wants to target me, he'll have no reason to act. Chen Su schemed, preparing to give back a part of it. After all, her aunt had let it slip that Shen Fanyun was no simple man. Recklessly offending him would definitely be a bad idea.
Sigh, that good-for-nothing Zhao Jian is so damn lucky, Chen Su thought with another sigh.
At the same time, she was puzzled. Han Long was a tycoon of Hangcheng City, a powerful figure at the top of the food chain. How could he just let his son get beaten half to death right under his nose without making a move? In the past, anyone who dared to touch Han Feng would have been sleeping with the fishes long ago. Given the Han Family's influence in Hangcheng City and their typical way of doing things, it was strange for them to be so mild-mannered.
