Provocation

Zhao Jingjing's face turned pale with anger. She looked down at Chen Huan and said, "Don't overestimate yourself."

"All my previous advice was wasted. You're hopeless; you can't be reasoned with. Damn you!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Zhao Dashan's voice came from the courtyard, "Jingjing, who are you talking to?"

Zhao Jingjing's expression changed, unsure how to respond.

At this moment, Chen Huan casually replied, "Your brother Huan is here, hurry up and line up to welcome him."

"Holy crap, what's he doing here?"

"How do those people do things..." Zhao Dashan's voice was filled with doubt in the courtyard.

Then he suddenly pulled the courtyard gate open.

The moment he saw Chen Huan, his expression turned somewhat panicked.

However, he soon saw the people in white vests standing behind Chen Huan and immediately relaxed a lot.

He frowned and said, "What's going on? Didn't we say we'd take care of this quietly outside? Why were you brought here?"

In Zhao Dashan's opinion, the people his father had hired were definitely capable of winning over Chen Huan.

Now they should be forcing Chen Huan to confess and apologize.

That's good. Let Chen Huan know what's what, make him reveal all his assets, and he'll still be suppressed by the Zhao family in the future. That's enough.

But what puzzled him next was that the group in the white vest didn't respond, and their expressions were all very strange, as if they were very scared and nervous.

"You guys..." Zhao Dashan took two steps forward.

Then it became clear that the people in white vests all had injuries, and they seemed to be quite serious.

On the contrary, Chen Huan, the one who should have been dealt with, was completely unharmed.

He also had that kind of provocative smile on his face that was extremely annoying.

"What's all that noise outside?" Zhao Siming's voice came from outside, but he didn't come out of the house.

Chen Huan swaggered straight into the courtyard.

Zhao Dashan tried to stop him, but was kicked away and fell to the ground, tumbling over.

Chen Huan beckoned to the people in white vests behind him, and they quickly followed, crossing the courtyard and entering the inner room together.

Two people were lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) in the inner room: Zhao Siming and Zhao Dazhu.

  

Next to him was Zhao Dahe, whose arm was in a sling and wrapped in bandages.

"Wow, everyone's here."

"Perfect, saves me the trouble of looking everywhere." Chen Huan said with a bright smile.

"You bastard, what are you doing here?"

"Are you tired of living?!" Zhao Dahe, trembling, stretched out his intact arm and pointed at Chen Huan's face.

Zhao Siming, who was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), struggled to sit up, his expression showing confusion.

He saw that the people in white vests and others had also entered the house, and their expressions were very unusual.

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and take Chen Huan down!"

"You just take the money and don't do anything?" Zhao Dashan ran in from outside, angrily rebuking him.

White Vest, already feeling humiliated and inflamed, finally lost her temper when she saw Zhao Dashan being so arrogant in front of her.

He grabbed Zhao Dashan by the collar and slapped him hard across the face, knocking him to the ground.

The Zhao brothers were completely stunned, and Zhao Siming turned deathly pale.

He seemed to understand what was happening.

The white vest has betrayed them, and whatever the reason, the situation is extremely unfavorable for the Zhao family.

So he opened his mouth, ready to call for help.

Chen Huan pointed at him, her eyes fierce, "You can shout, call everyone here."

"Let everyone know about your evil act of hiring someone to commit murder."

"None of you members of the Zhao family will escape; you'll all be implicated and likely spend over a decade in prison."

"When you get out of prison, you'll have nothing left."

One sentence completely stunned Zhao Siming, his mouth agape as if someone had choked him, and he couldn't utter a sound.

"Father, what's going on?"

"We paid someone to come here, so why are they hitting me?" Zhao Dashan got up from the ground, crying and wiping away tears.

Zhao Siming glared at him fiercely, "Can't you even see that? We miscalculated."

"Shut up and get out of here."

After all, Zhao Siming was the head of a village and had seen big scenes.

After managing to calm herself down, she turned to Chen Huan and asked, "What do you want?"

Chen Huan raised an eyebrow. "What I do depends on your attitude."

"These past two days you've been trying every trick in the book to trick me, not wanting me to have a peaceful day."

"They're deliberately trying to frame me; they're scheming and plotting against me."

"I just want to get justice for myself. If you don't cooperate, don't blame me for acting in accordance with the law."

Upon hearing the words "act in accordance with the law," Zhao Siming shuddered.

Chen Huan pointed at the men in white vests, "These guys have already confessed, saying that you bribed them to kill me."

"That's really impressive."

"Given my temper, I should have done the opposite and buried your whole family alive, but I'm a kind person and can't bring myself to do such a thing."

Zhao Siming gritted his teeth. "Then I should thank you."

"We know we were wrong. From now on, you can do whatever you want in the village, and we will never interfere. Let's just pretend today's incident never happened, okay?"

"You saw it yourself, you've turned our entire Zhao family into chaos, not a single person is left intact. Does that even out the losses?"

Chen Huan coldly retorted, "We're even?"

"You bastard, who started this? You've been eating dog food all these years, don't you understand anything?"

Zhao Siming felt powerless. Now, the lives of his entire family were in Chen Huan's hands, and he didn't dare to get angry.

Ultimately, he chose to swallow his anger and said, "It was my fault, I apologize to you. You like fishing, don't you? You can do it anytime."

Chen Huan snorted. "I want to contract the river outside the village. You set the price."

Zhao Siming paused for a moment, then immediately agreed, "No problem, you decide how much or how little."

Chen Huan found paper and pen; he had already learned this trick when he was signing contracts with people in town.

Verbal agreements are meaningless; only written agreements and fingerprints have legal effect.

A simple contract is fine; just make sure the main points are clearly defined.

"Three hundred yuan per household per year?" Zhao Siming was so angry after reading the contract that he almost fainted.

He originally thought that no matter how much or how little the contract money was, he could embezzle it.

As a result, Chen Huan pulled a fast one and distributed the money to the villagers.

"That's really something! I don't know what kind of evil has possessed this kid, how did he become so powerful?" Zhao Siming signed and stamped the document with a helpless expression.

Chen Huan accepted the contract with a broad smile.

From now on, the river outside the village will belong to the Chen family.

"I've done as you wished, and you've gotten a great deal. Is this matter settled now?" Zhao Siming asked tentatively.

Chen Huan raised an eyebrow. "Don't get me wrong, this isn't the time for you to call the shots anymore."

Zhao Siming, panting heavily, asked, "Then what else do you want?"

Chen Huan threw the pen and paper at him, saying, "Write down a confession, and your whole family will be safe!"