Chapter 6834
What is the Chen family anyway?
Chen Ziyan felt a blur before her eyes, as if a phantom had flashed by.
Immediately afterwards, her wrist was shaken slightly by an invisible yet powerful force, which spread rapidly along her arm and throughout her body, causing her to tremble slightly.
Her eyes widened in disbelief; she hadn't even seen how Xiao Chen made his move!
The speed and stealth of the movements made her feel like a child helpless against a master.
The business card that bore the "blessing" of the eldest daughter of the Chen family was casually slapped by Xiao Chen, like a bird that had lost its wings, tracing a powerless arc in the air.
It spun and drifted, as if telling of its helplessness and sorrow.
Finally, it landed precisely on the gleaming floor in front of Xiao Chen's feet, reflecting a dim light under the lamp.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Chen's foot, clad in simple cloth shoes, casually, as if unintentionally, took a step forward.
The steps were light and natural, without the slightest affectation or deliberate effort.
"Click."
A soft thud, the sound of a business card being stepped on, exploded like a thunderclap in Chen Ziyan's ears in the quiet corridor.
The voice was like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into her heart and causing her a sharp pain.
Xiao Chen's foot landed firmly on the gold-embossed business card bearing her name, Chen Ziyan's, and her personal number.
The business card, which had once shone with golden light, was now trampled and deformed, the words on it blurred and illegible, as if mocking Chen Ziyan's arrogance and Xiao Chen's disdain.
"Chen family?"
Xiao Chen lowered his head slightly, as if to confirm what he was standing on, then raised his eyes. His deep, icy eyes stared directly at Chen Ziyan's face, which had turned pale with shock and disbelief. A chilling smile curved his lips, and his voice was flat and emotionless, yet carried an air of domineering indifference.
"What are you to me?"
"I do not care."
"roll."
The last word, "Get out," was like an icicle, carrying a chilling coldness that pierced Chen Ziyan's eardrums!
Chen Ziyan's fair and slender arm, which had been handing out the business card, was still hanging stiffly and ridiculously in mid-air!
Her body seemed to have all its strength drained away in an instant, leaving her frozen in place!
The aloof confidence that belonged to the Chen family's daughter on her face was like a fine porcelain piece struck by a heavy blow, instantly covered with cracks, and then collapsed with a crash!
Instead, there was extreme astonishment, shame and indignation, and a raging fire of anger that ignited after being utterly humiliated!
Chen Ziyan stood in the corridor of Qujiang Club, which was covered with thick Persian carpets and filled with the mixed scents of top-quality cigars and expensive perfumes. Her fingertips unconsciously rubbed the small, gold-edged business card in her hand.
On the business card, the three gold-embossed characters "Chen Ziyan" and the emblem of the Chu Group, symbolizing the top aristocratic family in the ancient city, gleamed brightly. She had imagined countless reactions from the other party—shock, elation, gratitude, flattery… but never this!
Refuse without hesitation!
It was swatted away without mercy!
Even under the watchful eyes of everyone, the waiter who should have been meek and unassuming actually did something so shocking!
He slowly lifted his worn-out, worthless cloth shoes, the surface of which was covered with stains and wear, as if silently telling of his humility and poverty.
Then, to Chen Ziyan's astonishment and near-dumbfounded gaze, he unhesitatingly stomped the exquisitely crafted business card, which exuded an air of nobility, under his feet!
That business card was no ordinary item; it represented Chen Ziyan and the Chen family's unparalleled glory and status in the ancient city.
The Chen family is a powerful force in the ancient city; their influence is so great that the ground trembles at the slightest provocation. Their family businesses span various sectors, and their power is immense, so no one dares to provoke them easily.
This business card is a symbol of the Chen family's honor and a marker of Chen Ziyan's identity. Yet it has been trampled on by such a lowly waiter. This is an immense insult to the Chen family!
"What are the Chen family anyway?"
The waiter even uttered those words with a disdainful look, a mocking smile on his lips, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.
What a loud tone!
What an arrogant attitude!
This was like a bombshell, exploding in Chen Ziyan's mind.
She could hardly believe her ears. A waitress at Qujiang Club, a servant who made a living by serving tea and water and eating, a lowly ant in this bustling world—who gave her the audacity to be so arrogant and domineering?!
It was that cheap, tattered uniform that gave him inexplicable courage.
Or was it this seemingly opulent and glittering club, which actually served as a cage imprisoning everyone's souls, that caused him to lose himself and develop unrealistic illusions?
An overwhelming sense of humiliation overwhelmed Chen Ziyan like a surging tide.
She felt as if countless needles were piercing her face at the same time, burning with pain. The anger of being bitten by ants was like a raging fire spreading wildly in her chest, instantly shattering her original calm and rational defenses!
Her face was renowned as the most beautiful woman in the ancient city, attracting countless young talents to fall for her.
To maintain this beauty, she takes meticulous care of herself every day, using the most expensive skincare products and undergoing the most exquisite treatments.
But at this moment, it was twisted and deformed by extreme anger, and his originally delicate features seemed to be out of place, making him look particularly ferocious.
Those meticulously drawn willow-leaf eyebrows now resembled two sharp daggers, standing upright as if to pierce through the arrogant waiter in front of them.
In her beautiful eyes burned a cold flame capable of incinerating everything. Her gaze, like a tangible blade, was fixed on Xiao Chen's overly calm face, as if she were about to pounce on him and tear him to pieces to vent her hatred!
Her towering breasts undulated violently beneath the expensive custom-made gown, each rise and fall carrying endless anger and humiliation, as if trying to break free from the dress that bound her and release the long-suppressed rage deep within her heart.
She took a deep breath, but the expensive air seemed to burn with pain, like countless tiny needles piercing her heart through her respiratory tract.
She used all her strength to suppress the scream that almost burst from her throat, but the sharp cry still echoed in her chest, making her feel dizzy.
The piercing scream, like a poisoned ice blade, was chilling and carried a threatening edge sharp enough to cleave the air, suddenly erupting in the silent corridor without warning. (End of Chapter)