Jin Zongquan knew that he had been presumptuous.

He had been completely fixated, obsessed with establishing a connection with the Zhennan Prince. In his eagerness, he had ignored the vast gap between their statuses and had likely earned the man's disdain. What, what should I do now? Jin Zongquan was filled with regret, his entire body trembling violently.

After a moment, Chen Yang finally withdrew his gaze. As for the sixty million, he would have Yang Hu transfer it to Jin Zongquan later, along with the money for the car. It's better to keep my distance from people with such obvious ulterior motives.

PHEW.

Jin Zongquan let out a huge sigh of relief, nearly collapsing to the ground. The sharp, oppressive aura coming from Chen Yang was simply terrifying.

He hadn't felt this heart-pounding, helpless terror in many years. Chen Yang just stood there, yet he felt like a great mountain was looming over him, crushing the very air from his lungs.

Xiang Yang's expression froze, his gaze turning deep and dark.

The onlookers held their breath, not daring to make another sound. Jin Zongquan was a major figure in Lingjin City; the number of people who could make him appear in person was minuscule.

Yet Chen Yang was just a worthless live-in son-in-law. So why was this happening?

"May I take the necklace now?" Chen Yang asked.

"Of course!" the executive replied, nodding eagerly. He turned and shouted to the staff behind him, "What are you all gawking at? Hurry up and bring the Heart of the Angel to Mr. Chen!"

Chen Yang accepted the necklace with a cheerful smile. Meeting Qin Qiu's questioning gaze, he put it on for her.

"President Qin's beauty and this necklace truly complement each other!" Jin Zongquan exclaimed with a thumbs-up.

Qin Qiu subconsciously turned her head away. A feeling she had never experienced before welled up inside her, and a faint blush crept onto her delicate face.

No matter how aloof she acted, she was still a woman at heart.

Xiang Yang gnashed his teeth. He was more shocked than anyone, completely unable to fathom how events had developed to this point.

"They say this necklace symbolizes luck and happiness," Chen Yang said softly. "I hope my wife will be forever lucky and happy in the days to come."

Instantly, the women in the room were overcome with envy, wishing they could trade places with Qin Qiu. Who wouldn't want a man who doted on them like that?

Call Chen Yang useless? Could a useless man command such respect from Jin Zongquan? If he was useless, then what did that make the rest of the men here?

Blushing shyly, Qin Qiu whispered almost inaudibly, "Thank you."

"I've told you before, as husband and wife, we don't need to be so formal," Chen Yang said, scratching his head with a silly smile.

Since they had bought what they came for, and knowing Qin Qiu disliked being the center of attention, they had no reason to stay. They stood up to leave.

Chen Yang happily trotted after her.

However, just as they reached the entrance, their path was blocked by a group of men. They all had stern expressions and hostile glares.

"Wang Qiliang? What... what are you doing here?" Qin Qiu said in a low, serious voice.

The arrivals were, of course, Wang Qiliang and his subordinates, who had rushed over from his home without stopping.

Wang Qiliang stood with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigar. His eyes burned with anger, and he carried himself with an overbearing arrogance.

"Hmph!" he snorted. "President Qin, surely you know why I'm here?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Qin Qiu retorted.

Wang Qiliang turned to Chen Yang, a sneer twisting his lips. "Kid, in Lingjin City, no one dares to cross the Wang Family."

A price of thirty million was completely unacceptable to him. He had estimated it would sell for at least ninety million, but now he had inexplicably lost out on sixty million!

CLATTER!

The sound of chairs and tables scraping across the floor filled the venue as everyone stood up and turned to look at the main entrance.

Murmurs spread through the crowd. "Looks like Mr. Wang can't swallow this one."

"How could he? He's always so arrogant and domineering. He's the one who makes others take a loss, not the other way around."

"Now this is a show. I doubt even Jin Zongquan can protect that kid now, can he?"

Suddenly, no one cared about the auction anymore.

"Who's crossing the Wang Family?" Chen Yang asked, feigning confusion. "Are you sure you have the right person?"

"Cut the crap!" Wang Qiliang snarled, clenching his cigar between his teeth as he glared at Chen Yang. "I'll say this once: make up the ninety million, or you're not walking out of this building."

"Is Mr. Wang going back on his word? Or are you trying to extort me?"

Wang Qiliang's eyes narrowed. "I don't care what you call it. You will pay the sixty million. You have no choice."

"Qiliang..." As the tension in the room became palpable, Jin Zongquan finally spoke up. As the most respected elder present, he felt obligated to try and mediate the situation.

However, he was immediately cut off by Wang Qiliang. "Elder Jin, it's best you stay out of this. Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you, my senior, the proper respect."

The Wang Family's status was comparable to the Jin Family's, so Wang Qiliang certainly wasn't afraid of Jin Zongquan. Besides, he had come here personally today; not even the Heavenly King himself could stop him.

Jin Zongquan sneered inwardly. I was only trying to warn you for your grandfather's sake. If you're determined to seek your own death, then go right ahead! With that, he stepped aside and said no more.

"So domineering?" Chen Yang chuckled. "But if I remember correctly, you also acquired the land from the Qin Corporation for a price of thirty million, didn't you?"

"You're not wrong," Wang Qiliang said, exhaling a puff of smoke with a wide grin. "I got that land through my own abilities! Now it's worth ninety million, so it must be sold for ninety million. You won't short me a single cent!"

"If that's how it is, then there's nothing left to discuss."

Qin Qiu seemed to guess what Chen Yang was about to do and quickly tried to stop him. "Chen Yang, don't be reckless! We can't afford to offend the Wang Family! The necklace is worth sixty million, we can just give it to him as compensation!"

Disregarding the Wang Family's influence, the men Wang Qiliang had brought with him were clearly not ordinary thugs. In the end, Chen Yang would be the one to suffer.

With that, she began to take off the necklace.

"This piece of junk is only worth five million to me!" Wang Qiliang sneered, glancing at Qin Qiu with a mocking grin. "How about this, President Qin? You go abroad with me for a week—just the two of us. I'll forget all about the money. What do you say?"

"You..." Qin Qiu was livid, her expression turning ugly. This Wang Qiliang was going too far.

Chen Yang gently secured the necklace back around Qin Qiu's neck. "You see, my dear," he said calmly. "Some people are impossible to reason with."

"So what?" Wang Qiliang blew a cloud of smoke in Chen Yang's face, a mocking smile on his lips. "What can you do to me?"

He was the perfect embodiment of arrogance and belligerence.

Anyone else would have likely submitted, left with no other choice. But Chen Yang...

A hand suddenly shot out, snatching the cigar from Wang Qiliang's mouth. It was then pressed back against his face, hissing and smoking on contact.

Before Wang Qiliang could even react, Chen Yang grabbed him by the throat and lifted him off the ground like a helpless chick. "What can I do to you?" Chen Yang's voice was low and ominous. "Let me put it this way: do you believe that I dare to kill you?"

A stunned silence fell over the room.

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