Chapter Thirty-One Entering the Chen Household

  The two walked out of the cold drink shop, Chen Ziyu fell behind Guo Ming by a few steps, looking at Guo Ming's figure, and at the same time her face looked extremely ugly.

  Chen Ziyu called out to Guo Ming and said softly: "Am I being too selfish?"

  Guo Ming looked at Chen Ziyu's slightly self-reproachful expression, took a few steps forward, and sighed softly: "Those destroyed things are just a few hundred dollars in your eyes, but to the small business owners, they're not the same. That's almost equivalent to what they can earn after working hard for several days. You have no worries about food or clothing, and while your family restricts you, you also receive treatment that others don't get. Look at the clothes on your body, which one isn't an international brand? The food is exquisite delicacies from mountains and seas. Every time you feel a little uncomfortable in your heart, you go to complain about the shortcomings of your family. If there's a choice, absolutely no one wouldn't want to live the life of a rich miss. Your seemingly dull and uninteresting life is what many people yearn for all their lives. However, Ziyu, you've done enough. At least you're much stronger than ordinary children from wealthy families."

  Chen Ziyu's heart sank slightly, what was better than the young master of a wealthy family, wasn't it just blaming herself in secret? But she couldn't produce any complaints in her own heart. Guo Ming's blame was quite right, she glanced at Guo Ming, and for a moment, all sorts of flavors welled up in her chest. Guo Ming wasn't much older than herself, so why did she consider things less meticulously? Was she really just what others called a "rich second generation"?

  Looking at her thoughtful appearance, Guo Ming wiped the fresh blood from his palm and said lightly: "Let's go." The goal had been achieved, so Guo Ming promptly stopped, knowing that too much was as bad as too little. He just hoped Chen Ziyu would become a noble-minded young master who, when considering family interests, would also take into account the benefits of ordinary people; this was enough.

  The Chen family has a very large villa in Linze County, located in the southeastern suburbs. At this time, there are no less than hundreds of top-of-the-line cars parked outside this huge villa. The people coming and going are endless, and high-ranking officials such as the county party secretary and county magistrate have all arrived. How can they not come? Even the big shots from the city have come, how can they not come?

  Chen Baichuan smiled and entertained the guests, looking at him with a gentle and kind demeanor, it's likely that people would think he was just an affable middle-aged man. But if you thought so, you'd be greatly mistaken. He is actually a renowned figure in the military, a Major General of the Republic, and occasionally, a glint of sharpness would flash through his eyes, revealing his extraordinary nature.

  Guo Ming did not come with Chen Ziyu, and when he saw Chen Baichuan welcoming him at the door, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He had not expected that there would be such a master here, according to his estimation, this person was enough to match himself now, and the opponent's body had the unique iron-blooded aura of a general, which was not to be underestimated. Of course, it was impossible for Guo Ming to fear him, if he were to use all his tricks, he would be enough to make the other drink a pot.

  Guo Ming smiled calmly and strolled towards the door.

  Chen Baichuan had a premonition when Guo Ming looked at him, and he quickly glanced around to see if there was still any sign of that person. However, in front of him, there was only a 16 or 17-year-old boy walking towards him.

  Is it him? Hehe, Chen Baichuan didn't consider that the person would be a young man so much younger than himself. With his estimation, the other party should be a high-handed expert similar to himself. The etiquette of a noble family he still hadn't forgotten, on his face hung a smile that made people feel like they were encountering a spring breeze, intimate yet with some distance, and smilingly said: "Are you a friend of my little girl?"

  He understood that Guo Ming naturally knew that seeing the luxury cars outside, he would know that everyone who came here was a big shot, and if it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't be able to enter. This point Guo Ming could understand, because if anyone could enter, wouldn't that be chaotic? One's status determines what kind of friends you will make. A lion, no matter how gentle, won't become friends with a sheep, as they are not on the same level.

  The other party's hidden disdain was clearly captured by Guo Ming, who glanced at his own clothes and smiled indifferently. His outfit was ordinary casual wear. If he wanted to buy international brands, he could afford it, but he didn't want to waste money on such meaningless things. Although his clothes weren't branded, they fit well, which was enough. With a calm and composed gaze, he said, "I'm Guo Ming, a classmate of Zi Yu's. I heard today is her birthday, so I came to congratulate her."

  Chen Baichuan was taken aback, looked at the other person with a puzzled expression, and felt a little annoyed in his heart. He thought to himself: "This Zi Yu is really too reckless, doesn't she know what day it is today? And yet she lets a worldly friend come over." But immediately he thought of how his daughter hadn't spoken to him for days, and let out a soft sigh. Forget it, just go along with her this once.

  Nodding, Chen Baichuan pointed at one of them and said, "Take him in."

  A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in a dress next to her nodded and stretched out her hand, saying softly, "Follow me."

  Guo Ming smiled at Chen Baichuan and followed the girl inside.

  Just then, Chen Baichuan's bright laughter sounded, "Hao jiu bu jian le, Brother Han."

  "Brother Bai Chuan, the newcomer was robust and wore a military uniform. His rank insignia clearly indicated that he was also a major general. Beside him stood a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender build and a face as smooth as jade. He had a gentle gaze on his face all the time. He stepped forward and respectfully said: 'Uncle Bai Chuan.'"

  "This is Rui'er, it's been years since we last met and she has really grown into a big girl now, great!" Chen Baichuan exclaimed with genuine delight.

  Han Rui didn't respond and took a few steps back, standing behind his father. His father waved his hand and said, "Rui'er, you go in first, I'll have a good chat with your uncle."

  "Just then, you, take him in with you," Chen Bachuan called out to the departing hostess. As Han Rui walked inside, Chen Bachuan and the other person started chatting enthusiastically."

  Han Rui looked at Guo Ming and said: "I am Han Rui, who are you?"

  "I'm Guo Ming, Zi Yu's classmate," said Guo Ming with a smile.

  "Let's go! Han Rui nodded. He was different from others, having grown up in a military camp since childhood, and didn't have the aura of a noble family's son. He enjoyed making friends, and today he came with his father hoping to find some like-minded friends, of course, the main goal was to win over Chen Ziyu, this rare flower."

  "You're a classmate of Ziyu, do you know what she likes best?" Han Rui asked casually after walking a few steps.

  Guo Ming's footsteps paused for a moment, and then he looked at Han Rui and said in a low voice, "What she needs is what, don't you really know?"

  Han Rui was taken aback, thought carefully for a moment, but still couldn't understand. If he had known what Chen Ziyu liked, he would have gone to offer it long ago, why would he go ask Guo Ming? Of course, he wouldn't think that Guo Ming was talking nonsense. Since the other side was certain that he knew, it could only mean that there was a problem with his understanding, and he just couldn't think of it. He shook his head, awkwardly saying: "I really don't know, please enlighten me."

  "What she wants is the same as you," said Guo Ming with a faint smile.

  Han Rui's body shook, and in an instant, he understood Guo Ming's meaning. Wasn't what he wanted freedom? Because of his father, he had entered the military camp since childhood. The glass balls and spinning tops that children played with could only be seen through the gap in the door. What he had to do was train, day after day, year after year. He had gained a strong physique, but he had lost too much as well. Was this really what he hoped for? If heaven gave him another chance to choose again, would he still make the same choice?

  In Guo Ming's words, he actually pointed out the weakest and most unwilling thing in his heart.

  He looked at Guo Ming with a bitter expression and said, "Brother, why do you have to be so direct and expose people's scars? What I asked has nothing to do with this matter."

  Guo Ming smiled faintly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, and said: "Chen Ziyu already has someone she likes. Now that you're trying to get her attention, I'll naturally have to give you a show."

  "Who?" Han Rui's face changed slightly as he hastily asked. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have remembered something and stared at Guo Ming in shock, "Could it be you?"