Villain – Peeking at the Diary, the Female Leads' Personas Collapse-Chapter 217

Chapter 217

Liu Feifei was still very aggrieved. Why didn’t anyone tell her about Chen Fan’s parents? What could she do now?

Chen Tianqiang said, “It’s fine. I won’t hold it against you. Besides, I know you and my son are quite close.”

Chen Fan stood to the side with a dark expression.

When his parents arrived, Chen Fan habitually remained standing—it was a matter of propriety.

The girl beside him sat down, as per Chen Tianqiang’s request.

“Hmm, the Chen family, in your generation, shouldn’t end up with just one heir. Work hard.”

“Uh, Father, you …”

“Enough. You didn’t inherit any of my other good traits, but you sure inherited my romantic streak.”

Chen Fan’s mother said angrily, “Stop spouting useless nonsense. What, am I old or something?”

Chen Tianqiang didn’t respond.

Chen Fan’s mother continued, “We came today just to check on you, to see how you’re doing. Daughter-in-law, you’ve done quite well. The company is developing nicely under your management.”

Cao Zijing nodded. She didn’t take credit.

It was an inevitable outcome.

Of course, if judged by real-world standards, Cao Zijing would absolutely be a financial titan. But in the context of the novel, Ye Aotian was the strongest. After all, as the protagonist, he had to be the ultimate cheat.

Chen Tianqiang said, “About yesterday’s incident—do you know what you did wrong?”

“I know I was wrong.”

“Where were you wrong?”

“I shouldn’t have teased women.”

Chen Tianqiang sighed and said, “You still don’t get it. I’m not talking about your teasing. Your mistake was completely ignoring the existence of danger. That’s why I sent people to protect you. Wu Meiniang is the family’s last trump card. She will stay with you for your entire life, got it?”

“Got it, Father. I respect her a lot.”

Wu Meiniang was about to speak but was stopped by Liu Feifei.

Wu Meiniang wanted to say, Please don’t act like this. You’re scaring me. Are you going to hit me?

Chen Tianqiang said, “Good, as long as you understand. I also have people protecting me, but I’m getting old and won’t get involved in your generation’s games. For the younger generation, I’ve prepared many contingencies for you. I’m not expecting you to make a name for yourself among these young people—just hold steady, got it?”

Chen Fan nodded.

But there was no helping it. Even if he held steady, the decline of the Chen family was inevitable.

Even if Chen Fan wasn’t a failure, just going through the motions—sleeping, staying out of trouble, and not going out—the Chen family would still fall.

Chen Fan had calculated it. The resources in this world were like a fixed pie. In other words, if someone took a bigger slice, someone else’s share would shrink significantly.

Ye Aotian had taken a massive slice of the investment pie, so the Chen family was bound to be affected. This was an inevitable outcome.

Sometimes, it wasn’t about having ability or not. As long as the world existed, it would keep turning, and the Chen family would inevitably decline.

“Qian Daode’s matter won’t be the first or the last. You need to know that, in the future, take Zhu Yeqing with you when you go out. I’ve heard she’s very strong.”

Zhu Yeqing lowered her head, not daring to speak.

Chen Fan said, “Hmm, among the younger generation, she’s probably quite capable in a fight.”

“But two fists can’t block four hands. You still need to be careful. Alright, get ready. You’ve slept enough, haven’t you? Prepare to head out.”

Chen Fan nodded.

He changed his clothes. This time, he didn’t bring Cao Zijing, as Chen Tianqiang was personally going to apologize. Zhu Yeqing came along instead. She was there for protection, more or less.

In the car, Chen Fan’s mother chatted with Zhu Yeqing about all sorts of things.

Food, drink, living arrangements—she asked about everything.

“You can cook and do pretty much everything. Don’t you feel wronged following my son?”

“Not wronged at all. Why would I feel wronged? Young Master is my family. I don’t regret following him.”

Chen Fan’s mother sighed and said, “Yesterday, when I was playing cards, I heard people talking. Many praised you, saying you’re an expert. A lot of people asked if you were married, and I brushed them all off. Some said our Chen family wouldn’t be able to keep you.”

Zhu Yeqing said, “Impossible. Even if I die, I’ll die in Young Master’s arms.”

Chen Fan looked out the car window, not responding to this. In truth, he’d heard this kind of sweet talk from Zhu Yeqing many times.

In every reincarnation, Zhu Yeqing would say these things. Because Chen Fan knew they were genuine. But every time he heard them, his heart still felt warm.

“What are you looking at? Do you know how lucky you are?”

Chen Fan quickly turned back and said, “I know, I know. It’s just my personality, Mom. You know that.”

“So, what if I know? Can’t people change?”

Chen Fan had no response.

The car stopped at the entrance of the Nangong family’s estate. It was a massive manor with many people inside, but the only woman in charge was Nangong Qingyan.

This peerless beauty.

Of course, her beauty was Chen Fan’s own perception. In short, Chen Fan quite liked this woman, who was designed with reference to Zi Nü.

After all, that unique feminine charm was one of a kind. Unfortunately, this woman was ruined.

She’d completely collapsed into becoming his lapdog.

In the car, Chen Fan had thought about the Demonic Heart Seed he’d obtained. It was likely some kind of unorthodox technique, but when he considered his previous techniques—some unorthodox, some righteous—the appearance of the Demonic Heart Seed seemed normal. It probably served to integrate them.

At the Nangong family, someone led the group to the main hall.

Chen Fan wanted to sit, but Chen Tianqiang stopped him.

This apology was also about salvaging some of the Chen family’s assets. If the Nangong family was truly angry, the Chen family might really disappear.

…

The Nangong family has always held a certain power: the ability to use a token to wipe out an entire family.

However, each generation can only use it once.

At this moment, Nangong Qingcheng emerged from a side door.

The instant she saw Chen Fan, Nangong Qingcheng’s soul seemed to leave her body again. Because she felt as though she saw two Chen Fans—one was a Dao Lord, and the other a Demon Lord.

Chen Fan also felt uneasy. His inner demon was triggered, instantly snapping Nangong Qingcheng back to her senses.

Damn it, don’t kneel again! Seriously, if you keep kneeling like this, what am I supposed to do? How can this play go on?

“You … you all … hello.”

What?

In his memory, the Nangong family wouldn’t choose a stammerer as their head, would they?

It took Nangong Qingyan a long time to finally compose herself. She nearly lost consciousness completely.

Only after realizing she had grown stronger did she understand what true power was. It was as if she saw two towering figures standing behind Chen Fan.

One was righteous, the other shrouded in darkness.

What the hell kind of scene is this? Nangong Qingyan was utterly confused.

This power system was completely off the charts. Damn it, were there still so many things in this world left to uncover?

“I didn’t expect you to come today.”

Chen Tianqiang said, “I brought my son here specifically to apologize. I hope the head of the Nangong family can show mercy and forgive my son’s recklessness.”

As long as he doesn’t scare me, I … I won’t act recklessly.

Oh, Mommy.

The current Nangong Qingyan no longer had the air of a mysterious big shot. She was practically losing it.