Apologize to Me, and I Might Give You a Chance

Welcome to "I've Been Trapped in the Same Post for a Thousand Years," exclusively produced by Feilu Novel Network. Narrated by Sang Ze Wang Xiaomo and Lao He. Ultimately, blood is thicker than water; this is a core belief of the Chinese people. Many adopted children grow up to search for their biological parents, or even abandon their adoptive parents to return to their biological parents. This is actually very heartless, but that's how traditional values are, placing great importance on blood ties.

Lu Guanglin was unaware of this situation. Although he had never raised Ma Jiawei, it was truly because he was unaware that the person he felt most sorry for was Ma Huifang.

All he ever wanted to do was make amends to his son, Ma Jiawei. He wanted to find his son, but he also wanted to leave his entire business empire, worth 8 billion, to his son.

It wasn't that Ma Jiawei was greedy for anything that caused him to lose his composure; rather, as a human being, he simply couldn't bear to watch his own father be beaten until he vomited blood and do nothing about it.

Wu Chen's self-inflicted injury scheme was simple, but effective.

Although Wu Chen is a perfectionist and repeatedly warned Lu Guangnian that he could not make any mistakes, in reality, even if there were minor flaws, or even if Ma Huifang noticed them and suspected that he was acting, it was not a big problem.

As long as no one notices that you're coughing up blood, that's enough.

Of course, he faked vomiting blood. He had a small blood pack for the show stuffed in his mouth beforehand. It was done by someone on the set of a film crew shooting in the East Sea while the two of them were having dinner.

Wu Chen simply couldn't believe that Ma Huifang and her son Ma Jiawei could remain calm after seeing Lu Guanglian beaten until she vomited blood; that would be utterly inhuman.

Wu Chen understands them; he knows they are normal, kind people.

After Ma Jiawei rushed out of the restaurant, he acted like a madman. The security guards made a move against Lu Guangning, but they did so with restraint.

Ma Jiawei, however, is different. Although he is a programmer, he inherited Lu Guangnian's genes, is tall, and has good physical fitness.

The security guards were stunned, because they couldn't really fight Ma Jiawei; if they pretended to fight, Ma Jiawei would see through it and notice.

Enough, enough! Stop hitting each other!

Ma Huifang suddenly screamed, so suddenly that everyone stopped immediately.

His eyes reddened, tears streamed down his face, he covered his mouth, turned around and went back inside.

But after only a few seconds back, he turned around and came out again, then grabbed Lu Guangnian and pulled him away from the wall.

Seeing that Ma Jiawei was about to go over, he followed his mother and helped Lu Guangnian, who had been badly beaten, to his feet.

Lu Guangnian unable to stand, so the mother and daughter helped him back into the house.

Bang!

The door to room 901 was slammed shut from the inside, leaving only a few stern-faced security guards outside, their anger seemingly still simmering.

Wu Chen, who had been watching the monitor, stood up, picked up the walkie-talkie on the table, and said, "That's a wrap-up day, you've worked hard!"

Wu Chen's voice came through the head security guard's earpiece.

After Wu Chen finished speaking, he put down the walkie-talkie, straightened his suit jacket, and walked towards the outside of the property management monitoring room.

He's ready to leave; everything's all taken care of.

Ma Huifang loved Lu Guangnian; how much she loved him back then, how much she hates him now—she can't get over the hurdle in her heart.

After learning about Liu Caixiu's problem, Lu Guangnian got a divorce the next day. So, he and Ma Huifang were both single, each being the other's first love. The only obstacle to getting back together was Ma Huifang's inner struggle.

After Ma Huifang helped Lu Guangnian back home, he took the initiative to bring Lu Guangnian into his house, and that hurdle in his heart was finally overcome.

He softened his heart, and there will be no other possibility after that; it can only happen after the family is reunited.

Wu Chen also didn't plan to get involved anymore. He had already secured Lu Guangnian's second favor, and he would handle the rest himself.

After leaving the residential area, Wu Chen returned to his Lamborghini parked by the roadside.

He took out his phone, found the number he had previously called and received a call back from, and removed the number from his blacklist.

Wu Chen had blocked him on purpose when she went to the hairdresser with Lu Guangnian, just to make him anxious and get on with his business.

Wu Chen drove off and headed straight for the Shudao Coffee Shop in East District.

Ten minutes later, Wu Chen picked up his phone and answered the call.

What exactly do you mean?

Why did you block me?

You're kidding me!

His deep voice was filled with extreme anger.

He didn't know how Wu Chen knew he was a double agent, or that he was secretly transferring assets abroad.

I'm genuinely afraid.

But Wu Chen didn't show up at the agreed time, saying he was busy, and then he couldn't be reached at all.

He had called Wu Chen countless times that afternoon, his temper growing increasingly volatile. He had even considered calling Wu Chen from a different number, but to his surprise, he got through again this time.

Apologize to me, and maybe I'll give you another chance.

Wu Chen spoke calmly into his phone.

You still want me to apologize to you?

I'm telling you, I'll find out who you are.

I, Wu Chen, didn't listen to the whole thing; I hung up immediately and continued driving.

A minute later, Wu Chen's phone rang again, and he picked it up to answer his brother's call as usual.

Brother, I don't want to argue with you. When are you going to give me an answer? Wu Chen didn't even finish listening before being hung up on.

Half a minute later, the phone rang again. "Goodbye, Wu Chen. It's my fault. I'm sorry. I apologize. Just tell me when you're coming?"

His deep voice, though apologizing, clearly conveyed suppressed anger.

He said 15 minutes later.

Wu Chen hung up again after speaking.

More than ten minutes later, Shudao Café on the Old Gu Street in East District. It wasn't a coffee shop facing the main street, but its location wasn't too remote.

Old Gu Street is located in the old commercial city of Donghai City. Although it is now called the old city, there is still a lot of foot traffic around it. The surrounding buildings are not tall, giving people a lively yet peaceful feeling.

Wu Chen parked the Lamborghini on the side of the road, got out of the car, glanced at his watch, and then looked up at the signs of several cafes. Judging from the exterior decoration, this was a place with a very bourgeois atmosphere.

He walked towards the door, but before he could go in, two young couples who had just gone in came out of the coffee shop again. Their expressions were obviously off, and they whispered things like, "It's scary, let's go to another one."

Wu Chen brushed past the couple, and the student-looking boy glanced at Wu Chen and got angry, whispering, "Dude, don't go in. It sounds like there's trouble inside. Let's go somewhere else. It's scary."

The girl echoed, her voice low and nervous, as if afraid of being overheard.

This couple is quite kind-hearted, thank you.

Wu Chen smiled and politely thanked the two, but still walked inside with one hand in his suit pocket.

The couple glanced at it, then, not wanting to get involved, hurried away.

As soon as Wu Chen entered the coffee shop, dozens of eyes immediately stared at him, and the atmosphere was indeed quite intimidating.

Tree Island Cafe is not small in size and is decorated in a very stylish way. It has a total of twenty or thirty tables, including tables for two and four people, and there is also a long row of eight tables inside.

This coffee shop also has a second floor. When Wu Chen entered the coffee shop, there were already more than 30 customers on the First Floor, all of them men, mostly between 20 and 40 years old. Some of them were very strong, most of them had short, toothed hair, some were wearing black shoes and clothes, and some were not.

These customers were evenly scattered throughout the café, occupying almost every table. This was definitely not the normal customer structure of a café. Anyone who walked in would immediately sense that something was wrong, let alone the fact that they all looked over at the same time, none of them giving friendly glances.

Wu Chen knew who they were, knew they were together, and knew they belonged to the same security company.

He paused at the doorway after entering, and almost everyone in the coffee shop looked at him, but most of them immediately looked away and stopped paying attention to Wu Chen.

Because Wu Chen is a young man in his early twenties, the age of a college student, he looks like a customer who came here to drink coffee, not the person they were waiting for.

Wu Chen's expression remained calm as he glanced around the coffee shop before walking towards the innermost part of the west side of the coffee shop, against the wall.

The group of people all turned to look at Wu Chen, some of them stunned, wondering how he could be so courageous.

Since they sat down here, no other guests have dared to go inside.

All the customers who came in that afternoon stopped as soon as they entered, then lowered their heads and left; none of them dared to spend any money there.

This young man is so bold, he still wants to go further in?

In the four-person booth against the west wall, a bald, very thin middle-aged man with sunken nails was sitting on the inside. He was looking at his phone when he noticed someone walking over out of the corner of his eye. He glanced over and saw a young man in a suit. He was slightly taken aback and frowned slightly. These days, young people really do have this kind of boldness and fearlessness.

He assumed Wu Chen was there to buy coffee. The customer seemed to be looking for a quiet spot, or perhaps he was heading upstairs. However, Wu Chen walked over to the table where he was, pulled up the chair opposite him, sat down, crossed his legs, leaned back, and said to him, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

He finished speaking and smiled.

The bald middle-aged man's expression changed and he was startled. Then Huo Ran stood up, slammed his hand on the table, and shouted angrily, "The city is calling me!"

His tone wasn't one of confirmation, but rather one of uncertain doubt, because Wu Chen was too young.

Although Wu Chen sounded very young on the phone, the bald middle-aged man couldn't believe that Wu Chen was actually that young.

With a creak and a clatter, after the bald middle-aged man Huo Ran stood up and slammed his hand on the table, dozens of people on the first floor of the coffee shop pulled out their chairs and stood up, making a huge commotion. The entire coffee shop suddenly felt like it was full of people, except for Wu Chen, who remained seated.

Everyone stared at Wu Chen, but Wu Chen remained calm, looking at the bald middle-aged man and smiling, "Yes, am I the one who's surprised?"

As he spoke, Wu Chen slightly turned his head, glanced at the group of menacing men in the coffee shop, then looked at the bald middle-aged man and smiled, asking, "What do you mean?"

Are you trying to scare people?

You want all your men to hear about your shameful secrets, so they can all know and spread positive word-of-mouth about you, is that it?

The bald middle-aged man's face twitched as he stared at Wu Chen.

Wu Chen's composure exceeded his expectations; despite his elaborate display, he couldn't provoke Wu Chen's emotions in the slightest.

Of course not. Even if we take a step back and assume a fight breaks out, with only about thirty people in the coffee shop today, in a spacious place with enough terrain and facilities to use, they simply can't beat Wu Chen alone. Besides, a fight is impossible today.

Wu Chen was certain that the bald, middle-aged man in front of him wouldn't dare to touch a single hair on his head.

He brought so many people out and made such a big show of things, which was meant to intimidate and scare people, but the most important reason was that he was afraid of dying. He had gotten involved in something he shouldn't have, and he was already transferring assets and planning to flee the country. He was genuinely afraid of dying.

Who are you?

The bald, middle-aged man stared at Wu Chen and asked in a deep voice.

It's been several hours, you have my phone number, and you still haven't found out who I am?

Is he really that useless?

Wu Chen finished speaking and smiled again, but there was a hint of amateurishness in his smile.

The bald middle-aged man's face darkened, and his eyelids twitched violently.

Wu Chen laughed and called him trash, and he didn't know how to respond. Did he just get angry and attack?

He dared not, because he had no idea about Wu Chen's background, nor did he know who was behind Wu Chen or who sent him.

The secret that Wu Chen possessed was fatal to him.

But if he does nothing, with all his subordinates watching, and he, as the boss, is being called useless and doesn't dare to talk back, that would be too much.

Who exactly are you, kid?

The bald, middle-aged man slammed his hands on the table, leaned forward, and asked angrily, looking intimidating and intimidating.

Wu Chen frowned slightly, then asked, "Do you know?"

I hate it when people swear at me. It seems you don't want to have a proper talk with me today. Fine, I'll send you on your way.

After saying that, Wu Chen took out his phone and threw it on the table. He opened his contacts, found the number saved as Li Ruotai, and dialed it.

Hello, brother-in-law, the call went through very quickly.

Li Ruota's voice was very warm and friendly. Before Wu Chen could say anything, he said, "What a coincidence! Brother-in-law, I was just thinking of calling you, but I didn't expect you to call first."

The coffee shop is an enclosed space, and although it's crowded now, it's very quiet.

Wu Chen didn't put his phone on speakerphone, but in this environment, he still placed it on the table. This meant that others in the distance couldn't hear or couldn't hear the sound from the phone clearly, but the bald middle-aged man who was very close could hear it.

The bald middle-aged man's expression changed drastically; he recognized Li Ruotai's voice, of course.

Li Ruotai called this young man his brother-in-law.

The bald middle-aged man immediately recognized Wu Chen. He remembered the rumors circulating in the East Sea these past few days, and the age matched.

Oh, what do you want to call me about?

Wu Chen smiled and looked at the phone on the table, asking Jin Fo, "Do you know about the Jinfu Group?"

Sigh, I just wanted to ask my brother-in-law if he knew anything inside information.

Jinfu, I know.

Wu Chen laughed.

Jinfu?

You really know?

Li Ruotai was somewhat surprised and immediately asked how Su Qing had been saved.

Are you that curious?

Wu Chen interrupted him.

No, not at all.

Li Ruotai immediately replied, "I was just asking, we're family, brother-in-law, why were you keeping this from me?"

That's a complicated matter.

Wu Chen said, "Let's talk about it another time."

Li Ruotai sensed Wu Chen's tone and changed the subject, saying, "That's right, brother-in-law, when you called me it wasn't anything serious, but you have a traitor in your life who needs your help to deal with."

Wu Chen spoke calmly with a smile, but the commotion on his phone immediately changed.

Traitor?

The bald middle-aged man flinched at this moment. He suddenly moved out from behind the table and approached Wu Chen from the side of the table, as if he wanted to do something. He even raised his hand, but he didn't dare to continue.

Oh my god, who is who?

Brother-in-law, what do you say?

Li Ruocan's voice changed; he really had a short temper. "Brother-in-law, tell me who it is, and I'll shoot him right now!"

After Li Ruotai finished speaking, the sound of a pistol being chambered came from the background music of the phone.

Li Ruotai, true to his habit of carrying a gun, immediately pulled out his weapon and loaded it.

Just as Wu Chen Wu Chen was about to speak, he heard a thud from the side. He glanced at the bald middle-aged man and immediately knelt down beside Wu Chen's chair, clasped his hands together, and waved them pleadingly, but dared not utter a sound.

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