Chapter 227: Common Girl VS Hong Kong Capital Tycoon 18
"Haha, A Yuan is back?"

An elderly man was helped down from the second floor by a beautiful middle-aged woman.

The old man was leaning on a cane, his hair and beard were all white, he was wearing a black Chinese gown and reading glasses.

He saw that Chen Zhongyuan seemed very happy and said with a smile.

The old man was Mr. Chen Yunhuai.

Behind the two of them was a rich young man dressed in casual clothes, exuding aristocratic luxury and taste.

Chen Zhongyuan had taken off his suit, leaving only a shirt and a vest fitting his upper body. Under the silvery light, the precious fabric made his shoulder lines appear tight and solid.

He took a long step towards the old man and called out in a gentle voice, "Grandpa."

His eyes passed over the beautiful woman and the rich young man, lingering on them for two seconds, and he greeted them lightly: "Aunt, cousin."

"A Yuan, if your grandfather didn't ask you to come back, you wouldn't even remember to go back to the old house."

The beautiful middle-aged woman looked at Chen Zhongyuan. Although she was smiling, her tone was full of complaints.

This is Chen Yunhuai’s daughter, Chen Kelin, who married a famous financial tycoon in Hong Kong and often returns to the old house to visit the elderly.

"Cousin, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but even if you're busy, you should still take time to come back and see Grandpa. When Mommy and I returned to the old house, we saw Grandpa sitting alone in the garden, with the housekeeper by his side."

The one who spoke was the rich young man following behind.

This is Chen Kelin’s son Shao Chengzong.

The mother and son sang in unison, one on the left and the other on the right, as if Chen Zhongyuan was very unfilial to the old man.

Chen Zhongyuan narrowed his eyes and glanced at his aunt and cousin, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he did not speak.

Seeing his daughter and grandson scolding his grandson, Chen Yunhuai seemed unhappy. "Don't say that to him. The entire Weisheng Group is managed by A Yuan. He has a lot of things to deal with. There are so many people in the old house. Why do I need him to accompany me?"

At this time, the group had already gone downstairs and arrived at the restaurant.

There are several exquisite oil paintings hanging on the walls, giving people an elegant atmosphere.

A luxurious marble dining table is placed in the center of the hall, surrounded by a row of comfortable dining chairs.

When several servants saw their master coming, they tactfully moved the chairs away.

Chen Zhongyuan and Chen Kelin helped the old man sit in the top seat.

Then they each sat down next to the old man.

"Grandpa is right. Since my cousin is so busy, why don't I go to the Weisheng Group to help him?"

Shao Chengzong also sat down and said to Chen Yunhuai with a smile.

If you look closely, you can see that he looks very nervous.

"Yes, Dad, Chengzong is also your grandson. Since the Ayuan Group is too busy, why not let Chengzong go and help him."

Chen Kelin knew what her son meant and joined in with a smile.

Chen Zhongyuan slowly took out a cigar, held it between his fingertips, lit it and put it to his lips to smoke.

He sighed twice, and a thin mist blurred the outline of his expression. He looked at the mother and child opposite him with a profound and unfathomable gaze.

Although Chen Yunhuai is old, it doesn't mean that he is confused. Hearing this, the smile on his face faded a lot.

"A Yuan rarely comes back, let's eat, why are you talking about this?"

He did not answer the two men, but told the butler to start the meal.

When Shao Chengzong heard this, he knew that the old man did not agree with him joining the Wesing Group, and his face looked a little unhappy.

The huge business empire of the Weisheng Group was handed over to Chen Zhongyuan alone. He was also the grandson of Grandpa, but he had nothing.

It's inevitable to feel unbalanced.

Chen Kelin's face didn't look very good either, and she couldn't help but say, "Dad..."

"Have a meal."

Chen Yunhuai's voice became heavier, and his eyes swept across Shao Chengzong, with a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

To put it nicely, he wanted to join Wasion Group to help A Yuan. To put it bluntly, he wanted shares in Wasion Group.

After all, Shao Chengzong’s surname is not Chen, so how could the Chen family’s business empire be divided among others?
He is not senile.

Seeing that the old man was angry, Chen Kelin and Shao Chengzong didn't dare to say anything more and just ate in silence.

No one spoke after that. The atmosphere was silent and awkward.

There was only the sound of eating and the clatter of dishes and chopsticks.

"Ah Yuan, is everything going well at the group? If there is anything difficult, don't hide it from me. Although I am old, I still have some brains and can still give some advice."

During the meal, Chen Yunhuai couldn't help but ask Chen Zhongyuan.

Although he knew that his grandson was very capable and could manage the group well, he still couldn't help but ask a few questions. Chen Zhongyuan swallowed the food in his mouth, looked at the old man, and smiled faintly, "Grandpa, don't worry, the group is fine, there is nothing wrong, even if there is something, I can handle it."

"That's good. Grandpa is confident in your ability."

Chen Yunhuai smiled and felt relieved to know that nothing was wrong with the group.

Then, I just focused on eating.

Occasionally, he would ask other questions and Chen Zhongyuan would answer them one by one.

Shao Chengzong sat in a chair and ate in silence. His expression became increasingly grim as he listened to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson.

Grandpa has always been polite to him. When has he ever been so caring towards him?

He was never allowed to touch the interests of the Wesing Group.

This made him clearly feel the difference between a grandson and a grandson-in-law.

Chen Kelin's face didn't look very good either. Why did she often go back to the old house to accompany the elderly?
She thought that since her brother and sister-in-law were gone, she would have a share in the Chen family.

But she didn't expect that her father gave everything to A Yuan, and she, the daughter, got nothing.

How could this not make her angry?

Seeing that his daughter and grandson looked unhappy, Chen Yunhuai knew what they were thinking, and his eyes became more and more disappointed.

He shook his head, lost his appetite instantly, and simply put down his chopsticks.

"You can go back after dinner. There are so many people in the old house, so you don't need to come here so often."

Chen Yunhuai was silent for a moment, then spoke to Chen Kelin and Shao Chengzong.

If you're not really there to accompany him, why are you staying here?
"Daddy."

"Grandpa?"

Chen Kelin and Shao Chengzong, mother and son, were both stunned.

Although they don't want to stay here, but thinking about how big the pie of Wesing Group is, who knows, if the old man gets too old and confused one day, he might give them some of it?
Although they are not short of money and are even very rich, who would complain about having too much money?
Chen Yunhuai ignored them and turned to Chen Zhongyuan and said, "Ah Yuan, if you are done eating, come up with Grandpa. Grandpa has something to tell you."

After saying this, he went upstairs on crutches.

The butler at the side came forward to support him with great tact.

"I understand, Grandpa."

Chen Zhongyuan put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue beside him. His movements were slow and methodical, yet pleasing to the eye.

He casually threw the tissue in his hand aside, then stood up and left the restaurant.

He never looked at the mother and son again during the whole process.

If he wasn't afraid that his grandfather would be unhappy, he would have asked his bodyguard to throw the man out.

Chen Zhongyuan walked up to the second floor and saw his grandfather already waiting for him in the living room.

"Grandpa, if you want me to marry Miss Zhou, forget it. I don't like her."

Chen Zhongyuan knew what his grandfather wanted to ask, so he went straight to the point.

He leaned back in the leather sofa with his legs crossed, looking lazy and tired. He took out a cigar and smoked it, taking two puffs, and the air was filled with smoke.

Seeing his grandson like this, Chen Yunhuai sighed helplessly.

"You don't like Miss Zhou, and I won't force you, but tell me, who is that mysterious woman reported by the Hong Kong media? When will you bring her to me?"

Chen Zhongyuan knocked off the ash from his cigarette, looked sideways at the old man, and said calmly, "I'll bring it to Grandpa when the time is right, but not now."

He didn't say who.

When Chen Yunhuai saw that his grandson refused to reveal the woman's identity, he knew that she was of a very low status.

I'm afraid it's really as the Hong Kong media speculated, Miss Hong Kong.

How could an actor be qualified to enter the Chen family?

"A Yuan, you should know that a family like ours can't possibly marry an ordinary woman, let alone a woman from the entertainment industry. If you really like her, just keep her outside. You can give her money and resources, and Grandpa won't care."

Chen Yunhuai rubbed the cane in his hand and said in a deep voice. He looked at his grandson and said seriously, "Your wife must come from a wealthy family. Do you understand?"

Chen Zhongyuan looked at him, his eyes tinged with annoyance, and frowned, "Grandpa should know very well what kind of character a woman from a wealthy family is. Our Chen family is already prosperous enough, is there any need for us to marry into another family?"

Perhaps he was too upset, he took two puffs of his cigarette and exhaled a few times, filling the air with smoke.

He looked at Chen Yunhuai through the mist and said in a deep voice, "Grandpa, don't worry about my marriage. Anyway, I will give birth to an heir for the Chen family."

He slowly put out the cigarette in his hand, then got up and went back to his room.

Seeing his grandson's attitude, Chen Yunhuai looked helpless.