Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 682: Zhang Xuan’s Resentment_1

Chapter 682: Chapter 682: Zhang Xuan’s Resentment_1

Zhang Zhihao was chatting with Mou Yutian when Shen Yu whispered something into her father Zhang Xuan’s ear, he didn’t pay much attention to it.

Then, Zhang Xuan’s face obviously changed color, and he called his son out.

"Uncle Mou, please have a seat. I’ll step out for a moment," Zhang Zhihao said with a smile, as he greeted Mou Yutian.

Mou Yutian smiled and nodded his head.

After the father and son left, Mou Yutian glanced towards the door and quietly continued to taste his tea.

There was a faint trace of curiosity in the depths of his eyes.

By intuition, he could sense that Zhang Xuan was angry!

Was it because Zhang Zhihao had caused some trouble?

It was none of his business, but Mou Yutian was slightly curious nonetheless.

Zhang Xuan took Zhang Zhihao out of the VIP room, all the way into a soundproof room.

Shen Yu closed the door from outside and stood guard at the doorway.

"Zhihao, I want to ask you something!" Zhang Xuan suddenly turned to his son and asked, "Did you abduct a young girl and bring her here?"

Zhang Zhihao was immediately startled and couldn’t help blinking, "Dad, who told you that? It’s not true!"

"Hmph!" Zhang Xuan snorted coldly, "That means it’s true!"

"It’s not!" Zhang Zhihao still refused to admit it.

"Stop lying to me. Ever since you were six, you’d start blinking rapidly when you told lies. You can’t change this habit!" Zhang Xuan scolded with wide eyes.

A father knows his son best.

Besides, Zhang Xuan had fought his way through life with a piercing insight.

Zhang Zhihao might be capable, but to deceive him? He had a long way to go!

Seeing that he couldn’t fool his father, Zhang Zhihao reluctantly nodded, "It’s not as bad as abducting..."

Zhang Zhihao then asked, "Where did you hear it from anyway? Did Shen Yu just tell you? Where did he hear it from?"

"You, you’re managing such a big industry, yet you can’t get rid of that playful spirit," Zhang Xuan said sternly, "And women, you can have as many as you want. Why did you have to meddle with one related to my martial sister!"

Zhang Xuan’s words confused Zhang Zhihao.

"Your martial sister? Is it that Sun Xuanbei you always mention?" Zhang Zhihao was clueless, "What does Huo Qianxun have to do with her, oh, they’re from the same university!"

"Hmph, now you see the connection? Let me tell you, my martial sister is right in the hall. You’d better handle this properly!" Zhang Xuan pointed at his son’s nose and commanded.

Right now, Mou Yutian was still there, and they couldn’t let him be the butt of a joke.

"Dad, then I’ll go down myself right now, invite your martial sister to another VIP room to cool off, and then let her take Huo Qianxun away; wouldn’t that solve it?" Zhang Zhihao muttered.

He wasn’t someone who lacked a sense of proportion.

Besides, even though he was almost forty and called President Zhang in both private and public, managing a large industry, he was still deeply afraid of his father. This innate fear was something he truly couldn’t overcome.

"Or are you saying that you want to see your martial sister yourself? After all these years, I’ve heard you mention her in secret more than a few times. It would be good to catch up, and I won’t tell Mom," Zhang Zhihao said understandingly.

"See her? Hmph!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xuan snorted heavily through his nose, his eyes betraying a trace of anger.

"That woman, she bullied me a lot back then! Now that she’s come knocking, should I just hand the person over to her? Fine, but make it difficult for her for me!"

Ah? Zhang Zhihao was stunned, looking at his father in bewilderment.

Zhang Xuan’s words were filled with resentment.

What was going on? Rather than holding a cherished memory of his martial sister, it seemed that his father bore a deep grudge!

Zhang Zhihao was astonished.

What kind of grudge could last so many years and still be so strong?

"Go take care of it!" Zhang Xuan waved his hand, dismissing his son.

As Zhang Zhihao was about to leave, Zhang Xuan called out to him again, "Wait a moment!"

Zhang Zhihao looked towards his father.

"Take Lei Zha with you!" Zhang Xuan said expressionlessly.

Lei Zha?!

Zhang Zhihao was shocked.

That man was a bodyguard his father had hired from UTK Country, incredibly fearsome; his elbows, knees could really smash hard coconuts to pieces. Once he started fighting, getting vicious, a dozen armed men could be disabled within minutes.

Deal with that old lady? Could it lead to a fatality!

Zhang Zhihao couldn’t help but worry.

"I heard she brought people with her, most likely her disciple, quite a good one. She humiliated me when she was young, and now I’ll deal with her disciple! You know what to do, don’t you? Just make sure not to cripple them," Zhang Xuan scoffed.

"Alright, alright," Zhang Zhihao nodded.

He wondered, if his father had a grudge against his martial sister, why not take revenge?

With the power the Zhang Family wielded now, could they really not deal with an old lady from Zhongjing University?

Worried about face and influence?

Zhang Zhihao couldn’t understand.

But, it was rare for his father to be on his side this time.

Zhang Zhihao felt exhilarated, secretly thinking, "I, as a son, will definitely vent this anger thoroughly for him! This is my filial piety!"

Resolved, Zhang Zhihao left the small room and headed straight for his father’s bodyguard, Lei Zha.

Watching his son’s figure disappear behind the door, Zhang Xuan clenched his teeth.

"Martial sister, I let you bully me back then because I had feelings for you. You actually ended up with that bastard Zhao, publicly humiliating me. Now, you’ve come asking for a favor. Hmph, asking for my help? Won’t be so easy!" Zhang Xuan muttered to himself, even feeling a bit agitated.

If Zhang Zhihao saw his dad like this, he would undoubtedly be dumbfounded.

His father, in his eyes, had all the qualities of a successful man—an incredible entrepreneur, a prominent businessman. Yet, he never imagined his father had also been abandoned. For that martial sister he couldn’t stop thinking about, he even harbored a love-hate feeling.

So many years had passed, yet the resentment remained as strong as ever!

"When the time is right, I will go down and meet the old friend." Zhang Xuan chuckled coldly in the small room, "Let’s see how you beg me, martial sister!"

At this moment, in the hallway of Qiancheng KTV, at the reception.

Chu Dashan was still causing a commotion.

This wasn’t Sun Xuanbei’s idea but Bai Xiaosheng’s.

Before coming here, Bai Xiaosheng had already said that without doing this, they might not even get to see Zhang Zhihao.

The receptionists wouldn’t simply fetch the boss just because someone asked them to.

Disturbing the boss would mean they had to take responsibility.

Normally, if you claim to be an acquaintance of the boss, they would ask about an appointment or suggest you contact his assistant first.

The "dragging" tactic, the "pushing" tactic, were essentials for every receptionist.

Bai Xiaosheng and his companions couldn’t afford to waste time here; they had to break through the receptionist’s routine right at the start.

So, this was the strategy Bai Xiaosheng had come up with on the way here, even the scripts were prepared in advance.

The receptionist tried hard to appease, but since no security guards had come to oust them, Bai Xiaosheng understood.

"It should be about time, they must have received the message by now," Bai Xiaosheng said to Sun Xuanbei.

This kid is sharper than a monkey covered in feathers! Sun Xuanbei was truly convinced by Bai Xiaosheng.

Before long, the crowd parted, and several people approached.

The leader had a full-faced smile, "Gentlemen, I am Assistant to President Zhang. He sent me to invite you upstairs for a chat."

The assistant made a gesture—

"Please," he said.