Chapter 616
Chapter 616: Chapter 616: Picking Quarrels and Provoking Trouble_1 Chapter 616: Chapter 616: Picking Quarrels and Provoking Trouble_1 The next day was Zhang Qingning’s birthday.
Not far from the Xu Family’s old residence, there was a well-regarded four-star hotel called Fuman Road.
To celebrate his mother’s birthday, Xu Fan had Zhou Xian book a large private room, with fine wines and dishes all prepared.
He even specially ordered a nine-tiered cake, symbolizing longevity and enduring happiness.
This gesture also served to inform the various powers and families in Yanjing that he, Xu Fan, had returned to Yanjing in a high-profile manner.
By twelve o’clock, the large private room at Fuman Road was already filled with many people, all wearing smiles on their faces, catching up on old times in a relaxed and celebratory atmosphere.
After a special makeover, Zhang Qingning looked graceful and luxurious, exuding the demeanor of a lady of high stature, appearing barely over thirty.
She had not been this happy in a long time, with a smile constantly on her face.
On her left and right were Xu Fan and Xu Yue, with the other guests seated appropriately beside them.
The gathering had just started when guests began to arrive.
It was none other than the Chief Steward of the Flame Dragon Organization, Li Fuqiang, and the first protector Nan Bowan, followed by Longhu Province’s Minister Qian Zongsheng.
Li Fuqiang, who was a close friend and mentor to Xu Tianlong in his youth, was immediately recognized by Zhang Qingning.
The latter walked straight over with a gift in hand and with a smile he said, “Sister-in-law, I am Li Fuqiang.
Happy birthday.
This is your birthday present, please accept it.”
“Li?
You still remember me, and you even brought me a gift, thank you,” Zhang Qingning said with a smile and a nod, taking the gift and inviting him to sit, “Come, take a seat.
Don’t be shy.”
“Of course,” Li Fuqiang responded with a smile, then nodded to Xu Fan before taking a seat at an empty chair.
Nan Bowan and Qian Zongsheng, claiming to be colleagues of Li Fuqiang and friends of Xu Fan, also extended their blessings to Zhang Qingning, then took their seats next to Li Fuqiang.
“Xu protector, your recent trip to the Island Country has truly boosted the prestige of our Yan Country.
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Even I, an old man, was thrilled to hear about it, feeling my blood surge with fervor,” Nan Bowan said to Xu Fan with a beaming smile.
“Uncle Nan, you flatter me,” Xu Fan said modestly with a smile, waving his hand, not wanting to dwell on the topic at the birthday feast.
Zhang Qingning’s curiosity was aroused and she couldn’t help but ask in a whisper, “Fan’er, what did you do in the Island Country that bolstered our nation’s prestige?”
“Mom, I really didn’t do much, just taught a couple of people from the Island Country a lesson,” Xu Fan hurriedly whispered back.
Zhang Qingning, seeing his nonchalant demeanor, felt that her son had suddenly become mysterious.
She knew that there was more to it than he was letting on, but he did not wish to worry her with the details.
At that moment, Li Fuqiang also spoke up, “Sister-in-law, although Xu big brother is no longer with us, he can surely see you from heaven, and Xu Fan is doing so well now, I’m sure it would bring him great comfort.”
“I hope he can see it,” Zhang Qingning said, nodding her head with a mixture of sadness and joy, as no matter how outstanding Xu Fan was, the departed are long gone.
Fortunately, Xu Fan and Xu Yue were the hope that kept her going, so even if she felt sorrowful, she kept it in her heart.
After all, the living are more important.
Li Fuqiang looked at Wang Xiaolong with surprise and couldn’t help but ask, “Xiao Long, I didn’t expect you to come to Yanjing too.”
“Xiao Long pays his respects to Uncle Li,” Wang Xiaolong said, greeting him, then glanced at Xu Yue with concern and replied somewhat guiltily, “I came back with big brother Xu this time to see our great country’s landscapes, to gain experience and broaden my horizon.”
“It’s rare for you to have such a good idea,” Li Fuqiang said, oblivious, casually adding, “How is your dad holding up?
Is he still strong?”
Wang Xiaolong quietly stuck out his tongue, what did he mean by ‘rare for you to have such a good idea’?
Did it mean I am usually irresponsible and never do anything serious?
He suppressed the urge to retort in his heart and politely answered, “Thanks for your concern, Uncle Li, my dad is still in good health, otherwise I wouldn’t dare to be so far away from home, right?”
However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a commotion of footsteps erupted from outside the private room followed by someone forcefully pushing open the door.
The Xu Family and others couldn’t help but look over.
They saw a man under forty years of age with a garish style—a getup of colorful clothes and trousers, slippers on the feet, a bangs-style haircut dyed pink, looking very peculiar, as if he were a victim of alternative subculture.
Behind the pink-haired man, several tall and sturdy men in black suits followed, each with a slight bulge at the left side of their waist, as if they were hiding some weapons.
Moreover, there were many more footsteps outside, suggesting a considerable number of people blocking the way.
Seeing this, Xu Fan’s expression darkened.
To dare to choose such a day for provocation was simply asking for death.
Zhou Xian, Bull Demon, and Song Qingshan also had their faces sink as they stood up to take the initiative in intercepting the group, blocking the pink-haired man’s path.
Xu Fan had only brought four subordinates with him this time—Xu Dan being the strongest as a personal protector, usually not dispatched for ordinary tasks.
For a minor issue like this, he naturally left it to Zhou Xian and the others first.
“Who are you?
I hope you are in the wrong place.
We are celebrating someone’s birthday, so please don’t disturb us and leave quickly.” Zhou Xian put his hand up to stop the other party, saying coldly.
Meanwhile, Bull Demon and Song Qingshan took positions to the left and right, surrounding them and radiating an intimidating presence.
“You guys back off, I’m here to wish my sister-in-law a happy birthday!
Sister-in-law, did you see?
This is the birthday gift I brought you.”
The pink-haired man held up the gift box in his hand, stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck, and shouted loudly.
Zhang Qingning, however, merely glanced at the man, then looked away, saying coldly, “I am not worthy of you calling me sister-in-law, please go back.”
Xu Fan’s gaze sharpened as he finally recognized the man’s identity.
This guy did have some family relationship with himself—his surname was Chen, and his first name was Baishi.
He was the maternal uncle of Xu Qiyin.
Xu Qiyin’s mother was named Chen Qianhe, born into a major family in Yanjing, and among her generation, Chen Baishi was the youngest, the brother of Chen Qianhe.
But Chen Baishi was not a good character.
That could be seen from the fact that he was in his mid-thirties and still not settled down.
The man was flippant and idle, not only lacking any real skill, but also spending each day with his disreputable friends, proficient in drinking, whoring, gambling, and getting irritable whenever he had to do real work.
Cui Dong and Wang Xiaolong also had similar characters to Chen Baishi, but it was normal at their young age.
However, Chen Baishi was already of a certain age and not only was he not establishing a family or career, he was decked in non-mainstream and showy outfits, and his behavior showed no sense of decorum or the bigger picture; this was too inappropriate.
The reason for Chen Baishi’s visit was that he was instigated by his sister, Chen Qianhe.
It couldn’t be helped—Chen Qianhe was also a mother worried for her child.
Xu Fan had petrified Xu Qiyin’s arm and naturally, as a mother, she harbored deep hatred.
Upon learning that Xu Fan had unexpectedly returned to Yanjing to celebrate Chen Qingning’s birthday, she could no longer contain her resentment towards Xu Fan and urged Chen Baishi to bring along a group of the Chen family to teach Xu Fan a lesson.
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