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Chapter 1462 - 706: Winner in Life

Chapter 1462: Chapter 706: Winner in Life

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Early in the morning, Yan Fei stood in the backyard of the villa, holding the toy glass marbles that the two ’Tree’ brothers found for him, squarely hitting each marble into the trunk of a large Gingko tree several meters away.

"Brother Fei is awesome!"

"Way too cool!"

The Tree brothers, despite their nickname, had no sympathy for the Gingko tree not far off, standing on either side of Yan Fei, ceaselessly flattering him.

"Alright!" Keeping two glass marbles in hand, Yan Fei lightly tossed them and caught them again, glanced at a guy lounging on a chair not too far away, and called to the Tree brothers. "Hurry up and clean up; off to the wedding we go. Not only are you two about to get a sister-in-law, before long you’ll become uncles to quite a few nephews. You’re going to be elders now!"

"Why can’t you talk about something useful, Brother Fei? Always going on about this stuff, just tell us whether you’ll teach us or not!" Chen Yingsong asked impatiently.

"Of course, I’ll teach. I asked you to practice hand strength and you two can’t stick with it, how can I teach?" Yan Fei spoke irritably. "Quickly clean up the glass shards and let’s go."

Once a glass marble is smashed into a tree, it’s pretty much shattered when dug out. The three of them cleaned up the glass fragments from the tree, with Yan Fei still instructing, "Glass marbles aren’t the best; it’s better to use ice cubes. Imagine, if someone causes trouble at the wedding later, we could sneakily hit them with an ice cube. Since the ice will turn into water after hitting their flesh, who could tell what we hit them with, right?"

After they finished cleaning and left, Han Yimin, lying not far away on the lounge chair, wished he could grab a table and smash it over their heads, but didn’t dare to when he saw the pocked and pitted conditions of the tree.

Yan Fei wasn’t there throwing glass marbles early in the morning for no reason.

Chen Yingjun had been doing pretty well in the last two years, not only getting into legitimate business but also actively engaging in charitable causes, making good relations with some local institutions. His fame had greatly improved compared to before.

Plus, the bride he was marrying was a graduate student from a prestigious university, a genuine high-achieving intellectual. This made Cheap Grandpa Han very pleased, who didn’t hesitate to give them a large villa as their wedding house— the older one gets, the more they care about the younger generation. Even to a step-grandson who wasn’t previously that close, Boss Han was generous with his property.

But don’t forget that aside from Chen Yingjun, Old Han had four other step-grandchildren. The Tree brothers were young and aside; Laoer Han Yiqun, a bit of a bookworm who didn’t care much for these things, was the only one seriously displeased—his once less-favored step-brother was now doing better and better, and even the old man was starting to look at him differently. Had the old man gone blind? Couldn’t he see that I’m the one with the Han surname?

Han Yimin has challenged Yan Fei once in front of everyone and got lightly taught a lesson. Now, he seems obedient, but Chen Yingjun still doesn’t feel quite at ease—let alone that guy who roams around the villa every day, just today, early in the morning, Han Yimin who never gets up before the sun is Old Gao was up early, with a stern face lying on the back chair, who knows what he’s plotting in his mind?

Normally, no matter how much noise he makes, there’s no need to worry, but today is a joyful wedding day. If this guy gets a screw loose and makes a scene, that would give the guests something to laugh about.

So Old Chen asked Yan Fei to find an opportunity to show his strength and intimidate that guy.

Yan Fei’s choice was the simplest and most direct.

Don’t say that force is not a solution to problems; one must admit that most of the time, force is the quickest and best solution. At least for nouveau riche scions like Han Yimin, this direct threat is most effective—subtle hints? They require considering whether his brain can comprehend, right?

Yan Fei had nothing to do with the wedding; the Han Family were also high-profile figures locally. Now that the family patriarch viewed Chen Yingjun differently, those who previously disapproved of Chen Yingjun have had to change their attitudes as well. Not to mention that Chen Yingjun himself was now spreading his wings, properly running an upscale restaurant, and frequently involved in charity, building his own network of contacts.

So, we don’t need to mention the scale of the wedding. Apart from a portion of guests who had arrived early at the pre-booked hotel, people who came early filled up the villa’s grounds. When it was time to head to the hotel, various vehicles formed a line, and the traffic police had to strengthen their forces to ensure smooth traffic where the convoy passed.

Yan Fei didn’t know many people here. After discussing the partnership to purchase horses with Wang Wei, he stayed on his own, ’diligently’ keeping watch on the scion to prevent any shenanigans.

Han Yimin, under his watch, felt deeply uneasy, yet had no way to deal with Yan Fei. It was Teacher Chen, the father of the groom and his stepfather, who finally came to his rescue.

Teacher Chen approached Yan Fei for a conversation only after hearing from his two younger sons that Yan Fei was writing a novel—not because Yan Fei had traveled far to present a solid gold baby. Although Teacher Chen was grateful, it wasn’t enough for him to actively seek Yan Fei out for a chat.

Literary young adults like him saw money as mere dung; a gold baby was a gesture typical of the nouveau riche. It was seeing a younger generation with a ’love for literature’ that could stir his interest.