710: Chapter 710 Shall we go on a date?

Ye Chen stood up, handed the contract to Bing Lan, and brushed off his pant legs.

"Alright, the matter is settled."

"Chairman Kim, Young Master Kim, heal up well and live your lives properly."

"From now on, just go about your business. As long as you don't cause trouble for me, I won't touch you."

He paused, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

"Of course, if you feel dissatisfied, you can come find me at any time."

"But next time..."

"It won't be as simple as just signing a contract."

Kim Zhilong's eyelids twitched violently, and he said nothing.

Kim Tianyou cried even harder.

Ye Chen pulled Bing Lan's hand and turned to walk out of the villa.

After walking two steps, he stopped and looked back at Park Hyang-ho and the other two.

"You three, take good care of them."

"Do what you need to do, and don't pull any funny business."

Park Hyang-ho and the others quickly bowed and saluted.

"Rest assured, Sir, we will do our utmost!"

"If there is the slightest slip-up, you won't need to do anything; we will end ourselves!"

Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction and led Bing Lan out of the villa gate.

Park Hyang-ho and the others hurriedly saw them off.

Once they had left.

Kim Tianyou lay on the stretcher, waves of pain shooting through his right leg.

He stared at the ceiling, his eyes hollow.

"Dad..."

"Are we... really just going to let it go like this?"

Kim Zhilong lifted his head and looked at his son.

Tear tracks still stained Kim Tianyou's face, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and grievance.

"Dad, our Kim family has operated in South Korea for three generations, and we have never suffered such humiliation."

"51% of the shares..."

"That is the lifeblood of our Kim family."

"Are we just giving it away like that?"

Kim Zhilong's expression turned completely gloomy.

"Do you think I wanted to hand it over?"

He stood up abruptly, pointed at Kim Tianyou's nose, and began to curse.

"It's all because of you, you little beast! Of all people, why did you have to provoke such a monster?"

"I've been in South Korea for decades; what kind of storms haven't I seen?"

"But this Ye Chen today, do you even know who he is?"

"The Chief Instructor of the Dragon Group! A ruthless man who doesn't even put the Kunlun Ruins in his eyes!"

"Who the hell did you have to provoke, and you chose him!"

Kim Tianyou shrank his neck under the scolding but still stiffened his neck to argue.

"I... I did it so our Kim family could carry on the family line!"

"Dad, haven't you always been urging me to get married and have children?"

"I took a fancy to that Bing Lan, wasn't it just to have a grandson for you?"

"Who knew that country bumpkin would be so good at fighting..."

After hearing this, Kim Zhilong trembled with rage.

"Carry on the family line? You call that carrying on the family line?"

"Whatever we do in our daily lives is our own business; we have the confidence to back it up!"

"But you can't be so arrogant!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became. He looked around, grabbed a decorative feather duster from the coffee table.

But thinking it wouldn't be satisfying enough, he threw it away and pulled off the belt from his waist.

"If I don't beat you to death today, I won't be surnamed Kim!"

Kim Tianyou lay on the stretcher, his face pale with fear.

"No..."

"Usually, weren't you the one saying to hurry up and have a son, even if it meant snatching or forcing someone?"

"Now you're blaming everything on me?"

"Besides... I have injuries on my legs!"

"Injuries?" Kim Zhilong sneered, the belt snapping in the air, "You have injuries on your legs, then I'll beat your ass!"

As he spoke, he raised the belt to strike.

Kim Tianyou shouted hoarsely.

"Wait, Dad!"

"Before you beat me, shouldn't you think of a solution first?"

"Don't you know people from those two conglomerates in the USA?"

"Tell them Ye Chen is here, and let them come for revenge!"

Kim Zhilong's raised hand froze in mid-air.

Seeing his father pause, Kim Tianyou quickly struck while the iron was hot.

"Dad, think about it. When Ye Chen was in the Dragon Country, those conglomerates didn't dare touch him because that was his territory."

"But now he is in South Korea!"

"This isn't the Dragon Country; he doesn't have the home-field advantage."

"If you leak the news to those two USA conglomerates, they will definitely be eager to send people to take revenge!"

Kim Zhilong's expression shifted, and he slowly lowered the belt in his hand.

He was silent for a long time, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

"This... might actually be a way."

"And it won't expose us immediately."

"Even if it doesn't work, it will be a grudge between the USA conglomerates and Ye Chen, and it has nothing to do with our Kim family."

Kim Tianyou's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, yes! Dad, you're right!"

"Borrowing a knife to kill! Let them fight each other!"

"No matter who wins or loses, we will have a chance to make a comeback!"

The father and son looked at each other, their eyes full of hatred.

"Let's do it."

"But this matter must not leave any evidence."

"Don't let anyone know that the news came from our Kim family."

Kim Tianyou nodded vigorously: "Dad, I understand."

Kim Zhilong took a deep breath, walked to the window, and looked at the night outside.

The night was deep, bottomless.

Just like his current mood.

"Ye Chen..."

"Do you think you can sit back and relax after stealing my Kim family's shares?"

"I, Kim Zhilong, have operated in South Korea for three generations; I'm not so easy to bully."

"We shall see."

Early the next morning.

The white bedsheets were somewhat messy, hinting at how wild the storm had been last night.

At this moment, Bing Lan was leaning lazily in Ye Chen's arms.

After cuddling for a while.

Bing Lan asked softly: "A-Chen, do you think the Kim family will behave themselves?"

"That man Kim Zhilong, being able to reach the position of a conglomerate in South Korea, is definitely not a simple character."

"He signed the contract today, but that doesn't mean he is willing to admit defeat."

Ye Chen opened his eyes and held Bing Lan tighter.

"Of course I know he isn't willing."

"But so what?"

"Park Hyang-ho and those three are watching their father and son closely now."

"They can't make any waves."

"Even if they could..."

"I'll be waiting for them."

Bing Lan sighed softly.

"I'm not afraid of the Kim family; I'm afraid you'll make too many enemies."

"Over in the USA, you've already offended two major conglomerates."

"And now here in South Korea..."

Ye Chen rolled his eyes, interrupting her.

"Offended is offended, those people will come looking for me sooner or later anyway."

"Instead of waiting for them to get ready to attack me, I'd rather make them chaotic first."

"Besides..."

He paused, his tone carrying a touch of indifferent laziness.

"Do I have few enemies now?"

"One Clan, Three Sects, Five Gates, the Nine Great Forces; which of them isn't ten thousand times stronger than the Kim family?"

"In front of them, the Kim family isn't even fit to carry their shoes."

Bing Lan was silent.

Ye Chen was right.

No matter how big the Jin Conglomerate is, it is only a force in the Secular World.

But those existences in the Kunlun Ruins are the true behemoths.

Compared to them, the Kim family really doesn't count for much.

Bing Lan leaned in Ye Chen's arms, silent for a long time, then asked softly: "Then are we going back today?"

Ye Chen thought for a moment before speaking.

"No rush to go back, let's stay for a day or two."

"It just so happens that the two of us have never properly gone on a date."

"Before, it was either you were busy or I was busy. It's rare to be out, so let's take advantage of this time... and go on a date?"

Bing Lan's eyes brightened slightly, and in those usually cold eyes, a rare hint of girlish excitement appeared.

"I think that's fine."

"However... you probably didn't just want to go on a date, right?"

Ye Chen laughed, rolled over, lay on his side, propped up his head, and looked at her: "Well, I just want to see if the Kim family will counterattack."

"Fishing?" Bing Lan asked.

"Waiting for the fish to bite the hook."

Ye Chen blinked, "But if they really dare to make a move, then I can't help it; I'll just have to go through the trouble of suppressing them even harder."

Bing Lan looked at his devil-may-care appearance, couldn't help but chuckle, and reached out to pat his chest lightly: "Fine, I'll listen to you."

Ye Chen grabbed the hand she used to pat him, a hint of a mischievous smile flashing in his eyes.

"Listen to me? Then I... want more."

Bing Lan was stunned: "Want more of what?"

Ye Chen didn't speak.

Instead, he flipped his wrist and suddenly pressed Bing Lan under him.

Bing Lan's exclamation hadn't even left her lips before it was blocked by his lips.

The morning light spilled in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching their overlapping silhouettes very, very long.

The bedsheets were wrinkled again.