Seeing Ye Chenfeng's relaxed appearance, Fent's gaze gradually darkened. As the son of the chairman of Weino Group, when had he ever been slighted outside? In his eyes, this man dressed like a beggar did not even have the qualifications to speak to him.
However, this was the Chens' place after all, and Fent was well aware of the etiquette in Huaxia Country. He still wanted to win over Chen Siyu, the young widow! He glanced at Ye Chenfeng and sneered, "I could make you disappear from this world immediately."
Then, Fent turned his gaze to the Chen family's patriarch, Chen Weizhong, displaying the demeanor of a humble gentleman. "Mr. Chen, this is your Chen family's home. If you need my help addressing this trouble, please feel free to speak up."
Chen Weizhong waved his hand and said, "Mr. Fent, I can handle this matter myself. Please wait here a while longer."
