Chapter 10: The Chen Family's Son!

Sitting in the slowly moving Bentley, Chen Ming happily smoked, gazing at the colorful night view outside the car window, feeling extremely pleased. He turned his head to look at the stunning and ethereal Luoshui, smiled warmly, and showed his neat white teeth.

Luoshui also smiled cutely, baring her teeth and making "iyah" sounds in response.

Looking at his sister Luoshui sitting in the back seat, with the car window half-open, allowing the outside wind to blow through, making her hair dance in the wind like clouds, along with her willow-leaf eyebrows that resembled distant mountains and her dreamy, enchanting eyes, her exquisite and beautiful face was slightly weary, which made Chen Ming stare in amazement.

What a stunning beauty!

If Uncle Jian hadn't given Chen Ming a stern glare, this beast would have immediately crawled to the back seat, pressed Luoshui down on the seat, and kissed her fiercely!

"Cough, cough."

Uncle Jian lightly coughed twice, glanced at Chen Ming, and said, "You little brat, are you really asking for it? You dared to fight with over twenty people with just five bullets? If it weren't for Tang Xiaoran's incompetent subordinates, you would have been hacked to death tonight!"

"Uncle Jian... I was protecting Luoshui... Besides, I was sure I had a hundred percent chance of winning. As soon as I entered the room, I knew Tang Xiaoran couldn't train any capable subordinates, so I dared to do it, hahaha. What do you think?" Chen Ming smiled innocently, his eyes wide and childlike, which made Uncle Jian, who was driving in silence, unable to maintain his anger, and his half-opened lips almost broke into a smile.

"Hey? What? Uncle Jian, you're not angry anymore? You're smiling?" Chen Ming clearly noticed Uncle Jian's inability to hide his smile and teased him triumphantly.

"Get lost. You little brat, don't be so smug! If it weren't for your old man's order, I would have beaten you to death today." As he spoke, Uncle Jian took out his phone and played the recorded message for Chen Ming to hear.

The recording in the phone was quite clear, and Chen Ming's father, Chen Changsheng's voice was very distinctive, easily recognizable.

"Ha ha ha ha! This brat did a great job! The Chen family's son! That's the kind of spirit he should have! Good! Zhu Jian, record this message for the brat to hear! Let him get excited! This time, I'm going to praise the brat. Tell him I'll take care of this matter for him. Tang Xiaoran won't live past tomorrow, and I'll handle any issues for him! Also, tell the brat not to act on his own in the future. There are so many people in Nanjing he can use! If he likes to play and cause trouble, I'll give him Nanjing and see what he can do!"

The recording in the phone was very clear, and Chen Ming was completely invigorated.

"Who would have thought the old man would be so wise this time." Chen Ming secretly rejoiced.

"No."

Uncle Jian turned off his phone, his expression suddenly becoming serious. He lit a cigarette, his eyes unfocused, as if a thick fog was spreading in his pupils. He looked ahead and said solemnly, "He's gradually transitioning the Chen family to you. Now it's Nanjing, and perhaps in the future, it will be the entire Jiangsu... Chen Ming, there were things I didn't tell you before because you were young, but now you're an adult. The Chen family's vast empire will eventually fall into your hands. Just relying on showing off and talking nonsense, can you protect this family and the Luoshui behind you? I won't say more, but you should think about it carefully."

After saying that, Uncle Jian fell silent again, smoking heavily, ignoring Chen Ming.

Chen Ming gazed at the rapidly passing night view outside the car window, no longer feeling the light-heartedness he had earlier. Instead, he felt a heavy burden. Finally, he closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"Uncle Jian, I know."

Chen Ming, of course, knew that this Uncle Jian, who appeared to be just the driver for the Chen family's young master, was actually the major general who held 13% of the shares in the Chen Group, a key figure in the Chen family, the once-famous and fierce character who shocked the entire Chinese underworld, the leader of the Chen family's Five Tigers, "Lion Tiger," Zhu Jian! He had followed Chen Changsheng loyally, risking his life and achieving great feats.

Apart from volunteering to be the driver for the Chen family's young master, Zhu Jian, this former key figure in the Chen family, could also exert astonishing power when dealing with matters that couldn't be handled openly.

Therefore, even the Chen family's young master, Chen Ming, had to call Zhu Jian "Uncle."

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In the Nanjing Emergency Center, Tang Xiaoran lay on the hospital bed, gnashing his teeth in hatred, spewing vicious curses.

"Damn it! Chen Shubao, right? Luoshui, right! You actually dared to disfigure me! Great! Very great! Excellent! You few, I'll tear you to pieces! No! Before that, I'll rape that bitch Luoshui first! Make Chen Ming kneel and beg me... Ouch... Ouch..."

Tang Xiaoran's face was wrapped in thick white bandages. The surgery had mostly cleaned the glass shards from his face, and the large cut on his cheek that Chen Ming had made had been stitched up. However, his facial nerves were damaged, and when he became emotionally agitated, his facial muscles would twitch, causing temporary facial paralysis. This was exactly the reaction he was experiencing now.

"Ouch... Ouch..." Tang Xiaoran's cries of pain echoed in the VIP ward. When he was brought to the emergency center, it was thanks to his status as the son of the vice mayor that no procedures were followed, and he was immediately operated on. It was almost as if he had used a VIP card.

This was also related to Tang Xiaoran's high-profile behavior. The hospital director was very familiar with him, as Tang Xiaoran would often send a few severely injured patients to the hospital after beating them up. However, this time, Tang Xiaoran had sent himself, which surprised and shocked the hospital director.

In comparison, if the Chen family's young master, Chen Ming, were to be sent here, his family would likely need to make a call to the hospital, as Chen Ming and the emergency center were not familiar with each other.

After all, Chen Ming was not someone who liked to cause trouble. Generally, Chen Ming wouldn't act rashly, but once he did, it was extraordinary. In most cases, the person who got beaten wouldn't need to come to the emergency center; they would be sent directly to the crematorium.

However, this time, considering Tang Xiaoran's special status, Young Master Chen Ming decided to spare his throat when he planned to cut it.

"My son... My son..." A middle-aged noblewoman stood by Tang Xiaoran's bed, wailing and screaming, her hand clutching a limited-edition LV bag, which was very noticeable.

"My son, who had the nerve to beat you up like this? Tell me, and I'll have your father slaughter his entire family!" The middle-aged noblewoman was Tang Xiaoran's mother. From her words and actions, it was clear that Tang Xiaoran's arrogant and unruly character was due to her unconditional indulgence from a young age.

Without asking any questions, she demanded the other person's death. It's no wonder she raised such a son.