Da Xiong's expression changed instantly, his gaze cold as he stared at the other party. "You know me?"
The middle-aged man chuckled playfully. Without looking back at Da Xiong, his gaze fell on Song Wenting. "You must be the owner of Hongye Bar, right?"
Song Wenting knew it was futile to hide. She nodded and admitted, "That's right, I am the owner of Hongye Bar."
"A hoodlum, a bar owner. Do you think the Long family is a place for just anyone to enter?" the middle-aged man said dismissively.
"You!" Da Xiong's temper flared immediately upon hearing this.
Just as he was about to make a move, Chen Fan stopped him. "I'll go myself."
"Fan Ge," Da Xiong looked at Chen Fan with concern.
Chen Fan patted Da Xiong's shoulder. "It's fine, I'm just going to see a patient."
However, Da Xiong remained uneasy. Song Wenting had once mentioned that Chen Fan's life was in danger in the capital. He glared at the middle-aged man. "I don't care who you are. If anything happens to my Fan Ge at the Long family's residence, I'll pay with my life to make you all pay the price!"
The middle-aged man sneered. "Kid, are you threatening the Long family?"
A hint of killing intent flashed in Da Xiong's eyes. "So what if I am? I have nothing to lose and my life is cheap. You can try."
The middle-aged man's face turned cold. Their eyes met, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.
"Da Xiong, let Chen Fan go by himself," Song Wenting suddenly said, breaking the tension.
"Kid, don't be too arrogant. A small place like Jiangcheng is not even comparable to an ant in front of the Long family."
"Doctor Chen, please get in the car."
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Chen Fan patted Da Xiong's shoulder again, then opened the car door and got in.
"Chen Fan," Song Wenting called out to him just as Chen Fan was about to get into the car.
As Chen Fan turned around in confusion, Song Wenting stepped forward and threw herself into his arms.
The suddenness of the act stunned Chen Fan. Da Xiong awkwardly looked away, pretending not to see.
The middle-aged man in the passenger seat looked ahead with a playful smirk.
"Be careful of the Long family, and don't trust anyone, including Long Yinglan. My godfather asked me to tell you this," Song Wenting's faint voice reached Chen Fan's ears before he could react.
Without waiting for Chen Fan to ask, Song Wenting had already pulled away from his embrace.
"Hurry up and go," Song Wenting urged, her face flushed, looking down.
Chen Fan then got into the minivan.
As the vehicle drove away, Da Xiong looked puzzled. "Boss Song, the Long family is so arrogant, why are they looking for my Fan Ge?"
Song Wenting didn't answer. She hailed a taxi and left the airport with Da Xiong.
Half an hour later, the minivan dropped Chen Fan off at a magnificent and luxurious hotel.
Chen Fan got out of the car and, seeing it was a hotel, frowned slightly. "Aren't we going to the Long family's residence to see a patient? Why are you bringing me to a hotel?"
The middle-aged man snorted. "Hmph, going to the Long family to see a patient? Who do you think you are?"
"What do you mean?" Chen Fan asked, frowning.
"What is the second young lady's status, and what is yours? To tell you the truth, many people have come to see the second young lady, most of them experts from all over the world. All the doctors have to go through a selection process, and only the winner will have the资格 to see the second young lady."
As he spoke, a look of disdain appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes. "As for you, a doctor from a small mental hospital, and a college graduate at that, do you think you have a chance against those experts? It's a joke."
Chen Fan's expression froze. He had initially thought he would go directly to see his mother, but he hadn't expected to have to participate in a selection.
Chen Fan certainly couldn't wait. He hadn't seen his mother in over twenty years, and no one could understand his eagerness.
Chen Fan's emotions became agitated. He grabbed the middle-aged man's collar. "Long Yinglan sent for me. She said I was to go directly to the Long family to see a patient, not to participate in any selection!"
The middle-aged man tried to resist but found Chen Fan's strength terrifying. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.
"Heh heh, I wonder who it is, having the audacity to lay hands on a servant of the Long family. So it's the trash brought by my aunt, who was expelled from the family."
Just then, a man's voice suddenly rang out from behind Chen Fan.
The sudden voice made Chen Fan frown. He released the middle-aged man and turned to look behind him.
He saw a handsome man in a white suit, followed by dozens of impeccably dressed bodyguards, looking disdainful.
"Who are you?" Chen Fan asked coldly.
"You're not qualified to know my name," the man said arrogantly, not even glancing at Chen Fan.
"Young Master Long!" the middle-aged man said respectfully upon seeing him.
The man glanced at the middle-aged man. "Old Luo, not just any trash should be sent here. This is to treat my second aunt, after all. If you encounter such an arrogant person again, just kick him out."
"Yes, Young Master Long!" the middle-aged man replied, not daring to delay.
As he finished speaking, the man's lips curled into a smile, and he swaggered past Chen Fan.
"Blind your dog eyes and get out of the way!" A bodyguard behind him stepped forward and shoved Chen Fan back a couple of steps.
Chen Fan clenched his fists.
However, he soon remembered his mother, who had been bedridden for twenty years, and relaxed his clenched fists.
He had to endure for now. Facing the formidable Long family, if he wanted to see his mother, he had no choice but to do so.
But he knew even better that there was only one way to bring his mother back to his side: to become strong, to have the资格 to stand before the Long family, and to make everyone in the Long family look him in the eye.
"Kid, are you going to leave on your own, or go inside for the competition?" the middle-aged man, whose collar Chen Fan had just grabbed, asked coldly, straightening his wrinkled collar.
"When does the competition start?" Chen Fan asked.
"We'll notify you."
Chen Fan ignored the middle-aged man and turned to walk into the luxurious hotel.
A greeter was waiting inside and led Chen Fan towards a room.
"Damn it, a piece of trash from a mental hospital, acting so high and mighty!" the middle-aged man cursed after Chen Fan entered the hotel.
"Brother Luo, why didn't you just kick that brat out just now? Young Master Long said that not just any trash can come in." the young man who had been driving asked.
Luo Tao replied unhappily, "Do you think I didn't want to kick him out?! But Steward Wu said today that this kid must participate in the competition. What could I do?!"