Chen Yongkang's heart suddenly trembled upon seeing Chen Yuan, and his pupils instantly narrowed, even the color draining from his face.
'Wasn't he dead? How can he appear here?'
Although he was somewhat startled, this emotion was quickly concealed.
Chen Yuan, hearing this, revealed a smile that was not quite a smile, but he didn't respond.
Seeing this, Chen Yongkang furrowed his brow, feeling that there was something different about Chen Yuan. But before he could speak, the man wearing golden wire glasses, Chen Yongkang's son, Chen Chao, said with a nasty tone, "You're not welcome here, please leave!"
"Haven't you brought enough disaster to our Chen Family?! How dare you show your face here?" a woman decked out in jewels and finery by Chen Yongkang's side said harshly.
She was Chen Yongkang's wife, Chang Meijia.
"Exactly, if it wasn't for you and your parents, how could the Chen Family have ended up like this?"
