Chen Fan had a bad premonition.
His father's inexplicable change in attitude towards this good-for-nothing.
This was definitely an extremely bad thing for him.
It made him unable to help but wonder.
Had his father given up on him, this sickly weakling?
Chen Bohan's face broke into a brilliant smile, and he slung an arm around Chen Nan's shoulders, "You haven't had lunch yet, have you? Come on, come inside. I'll have the cook make a few of your..."
He had intended to say, "make a few of Chen Nan's favorite dishes."
But then.
He suddenly remembered.
He had no idea what this guy even liked to eat.
He covered his embarrassment with laughter, "Tell your father what you like to eat, and father will have the cook make it."
This was the first time Chen Nan had seen a smile on his face.
No!
To be precise, it was the first time he had smiled at him.
In the host's memory.
Chen Bohan had always disliked him.
Yet now, he was smiling and even asking him what he liked to eat.
The only reason for this was that he saw his own value.
Chen Fan stared blankly as the father and son walked away.
A series of question marks appeared in his mind.
Who could tell me.
What exactly happened?
Why was his father so enthusiastic about this good-for-nothing?
"Young Master, I heard that the City Lord is still alive, and the person who was killed earlier was the City Lord's decoy," a servant named Chen Shiwu said to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan's expression changed drastically.
Although he was sickly, he was not foolish.
When City Lord Yuan's inauguration ceremony was attacked, everyone panicked and fled.
Only Chen Nan, holding a stool, rushed towards the attacker.
And shouted for revenge for the City Lord.
Perhaps he had gone crazy to do such a thing.
But one thing was obvious.
This action would surely earn him Yuan Zun's favor.
At this moment.
He suddenly realized why his father valued this good-for-nothing so much.
Without further thought.
He quickly followed them.
He had to apologize to this good-for-nothing.
Otherwise, this good-for-nothing would definitely cause trouble for him.
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They arrived at the reception hall.
Chen Bohan had the maids prepare tea, pastries, and fruit.
He treated Chen Nan as an honored guest, asking about his well-being, "Son, why are you back today? What is your wife busy with? Didn't she come back with you?"
Chen Nan calmly asked, "Doesn't Father know why I'm back?"
Chen Bohan frowned, "I don't know!"
A sense of disdain rose in Chen Nan's heart.
This old man was playing dumb.
Fine!
Since you want to play dumb, I'll see how long you can keep it up.
Chen Nan said, "Ziwei was hit."
Chen Bohan looked at Song Ziwei, and upon seeing the marks on her face, he was furious, "Who dares to hit your maid?"
"He didn't hit your maid, he slapped the Leng family's face, and our Chen family's face!"
"Son, tell your father, who hit your maid."
"I will definitely seek justice for you."
Chen Nan said, "The First Madam's maid, Hong Yu."
Chen Bohan angrily said, "Someone, go and bring that cheap girl here!"
"Yes!"
Two servants immediately headed towards the back courtyard.
At the same time.
Chen Fan also rushed over, and he said indignantly, "Father, that girl Hong Yu often bullies the servants in the mansion because of her mother's favoritism."
"It's one thing to bully others, but now she's bullying Chen Nan's maid. She absolutely cannot be let off lightly."
A hint of relief flashed in Chen Bohan's eyes.
His son seemed to have understood what had happened to Chen Nan.
His speaking up for him now was exactly what he wanted to see.
Because he himself didn't know.
Whom he would side with if the brothers completely fell out.
Although in his heart he didn't consider Chen Nan his son.
However.
He had to be wary of Chen Nan's favor with City Lord Yuan Zun.
Chen Fan bowed to Chen Nan and said apologetically, "Brother, you know I'm sickly and might die any day, so I often can't control my temper."
"Here, brother sincerely apologizes to you. I hope you won't take it to heart with a sickly person like me."
Chen Bohan sighed, "It's really not your brother's fault. He's plagued by illness and can't control his emotions. He even dares to curse me sometimes."
Chen Nan appeared enlightened, then asked with a puzzled expression, "Does being seriously ill become an excuse to insult others?"
"Does it negate all the mistakes made in the past?"
"Also, if he kills someone one day."
"When you go to court, would you also use such rhetoric to beg for forgiveness from the victim's family?"
As soon as he said this.
Chen Bohan and his son were left speechless.
They seemed to have not expected this good-for-nothing to ask such a sharp question.
"When I first returned to the Chen family, you led your two wicked slaves and beat me up," Chen Nan picked up a string of grapes and ate them. "It's simple to forgive you. Let them beat you up, and you won't be able to get out of bed for at least a week."
Chen Nan used to be weak-willed.
But the current Chen Nan was a person who would repay every grievance.
A few apologies were not enough.
They could not quell his hatred for Chen Fan!
A perfunctory 'sorry' was nowhere near as satisfying as a beating.
"Son, your brother is ill, he can't withstand any trouble!" Chen Bohan said with a fawning smile, "How about I have someone break the hands and feet of those two wicked slaves, and you let your brother off the hook?"
Chen Nan ate grapes without speaking.
Clearly not satisfied with this answer.
"Chen Nan, I advise you not to be too much of a bastard," Chen Fan was enraged, but then he saw Chen Bohan's warning gaze, signaling him not to act rashly.
Chen Fan was furious!
He didn't expect this guy to become so arrogant after gaining power!
Taking a deep breath, he forced a smile, "Since brother says so, then it shall be as you say!" He then looked at the two trembling servants outside the door.
"What are you still standing there like idiots for?"
"Get to it!"
How exciting it was for him to order the beating of Chen Nan before, now he was just as embarrassed.
The two servants dared not disobey, and suppressing their unease, they began to beat Chen Fan on the ground.
Chen Fan cried out in pain.
He wanted to curse.
These two servants held back nothing.
Now, when they beat him, there was a hint of personal emotion mixed in.
Just as Chen Fan was convulsing on the ground, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.
Chen Bohan looked at Chen Nan, "Son, are you satisfied now?"
Chen Nan nodded slightly, "It's fine, but these two wicked slaves must also be punished. Their hands must be broken."
"Why just break their hands? Their limbs must be broken!" Chen Bohan waved his hand, "Drag them out and cripple their limbs."
"Master, spare me, Master, spare me~~~"
As the two wicked slaves were carried out, they pleaded for mercy, but Chen Bohan paid them no mind.
This matter!
Hong Yu, the personal maid of Guan Yue, was brought in by two servants, her face full of terror.
Chen Bohan's face was filled with coldness, "Who gave you the guts to dare to hit the young master's maid?"
Before Hong Yu could speak.
A cold, arrogant voice rang out, "Don't even talk about hitting a maid, what if I hit that b*tch Wang Mengqing?"