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"Not bad, Old Xue." The moment Xue Chen jumped off his horse, Xie Tian gave him a bear hug and even kissed him on the cheek.

"Not bad. I just got lucky." Xue Chen grinned and hugged Xie Tian back. He was telling the truth—he had no idea how Qin Zhou and Fu Hengzhou had started competing, then Little White had suddenly sped up and charged ahead.

Xie Tian glanced at Fu Hengzhou and Qin Zhou, who were walking over, and asked with a smile, "How did your riding skills get worse?" In return, he received two knife-like glares.

Qin Zhou looked at the beads of sweat on Xue Chen's forehead and felt a pang of heartache. "Horse racing isn't that fun. Why not find somewhere to rest first?"

"Sure!" Xue Chen had not ridden in a long time. He had gotten a little excited just now and broken out in sweat. Just as he raised a hand to wipe it away, a gray plaid handkerchief was suddenly held out before him. "Wipe yourself off."

"Thanks!" Xue Chen glanced at Fu Hengzhou and Qin Zhou. He felt that the way those two interacted was a little strange, but he could not be bothered to care. They were both his friends anyway, so he could help clear things up later.

Xue Chen took the handkerchief and wiped off his sweat, then pulled Xie Tian toward the rest area. Qin Zhou shot Fu Hengzhou a glance. "Is Fu Corporation so idle these days? Does President Fu have time to wander around?"

Anyone involved in Hong Kong Island's business circles knew about the Fu Household's internal affairs. Fu Hengzhou's father had been exceptionally promiscuous when he was young and had fathered quite a few illegitimate children outside. The key point was that one of the women he had kept had already been brought into the household.

The matter had caused an enormous stir in the business world, but in the end, Old Master Fu had suppressed it.

Throughout the matter, Fu Hengzhou had remained silent. He had not said a single word or expressed any stance, which only made Old Master Fu more determined to groom him as his successor.

Later, it was said that Old Master Fu had passed away, leaving most of the Fu Household's assets to Fu Hengzhou. The woman who had been brought back was so furious that she often ruined Fu Hengzhou's reputation among the society ladies.

"That need not concern Young Master Qin. I heard Old Madam Qin has recently been looking for wealthy young ladies from Hong Kong Island's circles for you. She wants grandchildren, apparently. Isn't it inappropriate for you to cling to Xue Chen like this?" Fu Hengzhou looked at Qin Zhou, his tone indifferent.

"Heh. I won't trouble Young Master Fu to worry about my lifelong affairs." Qin Zhou gave a humorless smile.

"Oh, right, Old Xue. The matter with the house you asked me to handle has been settled. Here—all you need to do is sign these documents." The moment Xue Chen sat down, Fang Jimin suddenly took a folder from the table behind him and handed it over. "The keys are inside too. I also looked at a few other properties for you. They seem pretty good, and you can sign for those as well."

Xue Chen opened the folder and discovered that aside from the Mid-Levels property, there were seven or eight more sets of documents. Seeing the rough

price range of the properties, Xue Chen could not help clicking his tongue. "All of these? That many?"

"Yeah. Don't worry, I picked all of these myself. I'd never negotiate for you over a property with problems." Fang Jimin smiled.

"Then thank you." Xue Chen spoke politely. After spending so many days together, he had learned that Fang Jimin was actually a very decent person.

"I almost forgot something." Fang Jimin took out a key from his pocket and handed it to Xue Chen. "My old man asked me to give this to you."

"Your old man?" Xue Chen did not remember meeting Fang Jimin's father.

"Uh, this is a thank-you gift from my old man." Fang Jimin scratched his head awkwardly. "You brought his good-for-nothing son back on track. He finally got to see his son bring money home."

"Pfft!" Xie Tian, Chen Jiayao, and Qi Si, who knew the old man's personality, could not help laughing. "Take what the old man gave you. Otherwise, he'll get his legs broken by the old man when he goes home."

As they spoke, the group told him about the Fang Household's rise to prominence, including the old man's usual temperament. Xue Chen

gradually developed a measure of reverence for Old Master Fang as well.

Fang Jimin's father had been a soldier and had even fought in the War of Resistance Against Japan. Later, because of certain special circumstances, he came to Hong Kong Island and started doing business. He slowly expanded step by step until he reached where he was today. Only Old Master Fang himself knew the hardships along the way.

"The old man may be stubborn, but he cares about you a lot. He hopes you can inherit his career." Xue Chen spoke with some emotion.

After hearing Xue Chen's words, Fang Jimin's face reddened, but he did not refute them. In truth, he simply had a rebellious streak. He felt that his entire life had been planned out by the old man, leaving him no room to choose for himself.

"I know. The old man has always been strict with me. But the way he does things really is hard for me to accept. Give it two more years. In two more years, even if the old man doesn't step down, I'll kick him off his throne myself." Fang Jimin's expression was resolute when he said this, and he was confident he could do it.

Xue Chen: "..." You're really taking filial piety to a whole new level...

"What are you talking about? Can you tell me?" Fu Hengzhou sat down beside Xue Chen before Qin Zhou could, a remarkably kind smile on his face. Behind him, his little assistant A-Cheng could not help covering his face.

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In the end, because of Fu Hengzhou's interference, every activity Fang Jimin and the others had planned was canceled. Qin Zhou ultimately said nothing. He could tell that Xue Chen truly had no interest in him, so, not wanting to lose a good friend, he simply let it go.

"Oh, right. I invested in a movie before, and its premiere is tonight. Want to go watch it together?" Just as the gathering was about to end, Qi Si suddenly made the suggestion.

Xue Chen froze for a moment, then smiled. "Sure. I'll go take a look with you."

At that moment, Fu Hengzhou walked over and patted Xue Chen on the shoulder. "Chenchen, there's something at the company, so I'm heading back first. Be careful on your own. This is pepper spray for you—remember to keep it with you." As he spoke, he gave Qin Zhou a meaningful glance.

Xue Chen: "..." He seemed to want to explain something, but in the end, he merely nodded lightly. He really wanted to send this jinx away as soon as possible.