Capital City Star Corporation, located at the most bustling Huazhong Street in Capital City, owned a landmark skyscraper.

Lin Chen parked his car in the parking lot and went straight into the building. Now many of the security guards recognized the domineering chairman and greeted him with full respect.

"Good morning, Chairman Lin." The head of security immediately saluted upon seeing Lin Chen.

"Hmm, is President Xue in?" Lin Chen asked.

"She is, President Xue has been working overtime until late every night," the head of security replied.

"Alright, I got it." Lin Chen nodded and boarded the elevator.

The president's elevator was an express one, taking Lin Chen directly to the presidential office.

The lights were on in the office, and through his x-ray vision, Lin Chen saw Xue Ying working at her desk.

At that moment, Xue Ying was holding a document, reading it intently, occasionally jotting something down, and now and then rubbing her temples, clearly fatigued.

Seeing Xue Ying at work, a sour feeling emerged in Lin Chen's heart. Xue Ying had dedicated so much to him.

Lin Chen pushed the door open and entered the office. Xue Ying looked up and asked, "You finally decided to come see me?"

Lin Chen smiled awkwardly, "I've been busy with work recently, plus I ran into some troublesome matters."

Upon hearing Lin Chen's words, worry flashed in Xue Ying's eyes, "Troublesome matters? Is there any danger?"

Lin Chen shook his head, "No worries, how can anything be dangerous to your hubby, I'm very capable."

With that, Lin Chen smiled faintly, walked behind Xue Ying, and took her hand, "I missed you."

Xue Ying's cheeks turned red. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Damn, who would come at this time!

Xue Ying's face changed slightly, and she quickly broke free from Lin Chen's arms, sitting back down in her executive chair.

Then, an impatient voice came from the door, "Tian Tian, I know you're in there, why aren't you opening the door?"

"Damn it, not this clingy guy again!" Xue Ying frowned in displeasure.

At this point, Lin Chen sat opposite Xue Ying, "Does this guy always come to bother you?"

Xue Ying sighed, "This brat is a second-generation rich, he stuck to me after meeting me at a party; but since his dad is the president of Huayao Bank, I can't afford to offend him."

Lin Chen gave a faint smile, "No worries, Flyswatter Bro will shoo him away for you."

Saying that, Lin Chen walked towards the door and opened it.

At the door, a fat man dressed in Hermes suit was holding a bouquet of flowers. As soon as the door opened, he knelt on one knee with a thud.

Damn, what act is this.

Seeing the meatball kneeling in front of him, Lin Chen was stunned for a moment.

The fat man, now kneeling, looked up and realized something was off, as it wasn't Xue Ying who came out but a young man.

"Who are you? What are you doing in Tian Tian's room?" the fat man stood up and said angrily.

"Who am I? Of course, I'm Xue Ying's boyfriend." Lin Chen replied coldly.

The fat man glanced at Lin Chen and suddenly burst into laughter, "You, dressed in cheap streetwear, Tian Tian's boyfriend? Don't joke around. You must be Tian Tian's bodyguard, right? Here's a tip for you; you can get lost now."

With that, the fat man pulled out a few hundred-yuan bills and threw them on the ground, then tried to push Lin Chen aside.

However, after a push, it felt like he was pushing against a stone wall; Lin Chen didn't budge an inch.

"Whom are you giving these flowers to?" Lin Chen snatched the roses from the fat man's hand and asked.

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"Of course, it's for my beloved Xue Ying, kid, I advise you to scram immediately, otherwise watch how I won't be polite with you," the chubby youth said coldly.

My God, Lin Chen looked at the pig-head's lovelorn, disgusting expression and almost threw up.

He felt deeply sympathetic for the agony Xue Ying must endure being pestered by such a pig-head every day.

Lin Chen tossed the flowers in his hand into a nearby trash can and dusted off his hands, "Alright, the flowers have been received, you can roll now."

"You dare to throw my flowers?" the fatty's face suddenly twisted in anger.

"Throw your flowers? Keep talking rubbish and I'll throw you out along with them," Lin Chen said coldly.

"You dare..."

But before the fatty could finish his sentence, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, having been kicked by Lin Chen like a ball rolling away.

"Damn it, dare to move in on my turf, looking for death," Lin Chen said coldly.

Since the company's listing was imminent, many employees were working overtime and came out when they heard the noise.

Seeing Lin Chen had beaten the son of Hua Yao Bank's president so miserably, everyone's face turned sour.

It was well-known that this little fatty often came to the company to harass President Xue by virtue of his father's status.

While many disapproved, they were too intimidated to speak out.

Now, at the critical moment of the company's listing, offending the little fatty could lead to his father employing some underhanded tactics, potentially ruining the company's plans to go public.

Yet Lin Chen beat up this little fatty so severely. While many found it satisfying to watch, they were also very worried it might affect the company's listing plans.

But Lin Chen seemed completely unconcerned about the little fatty's identity, beating him even more enthusiastically.

The fatty rolled around on the ground a few times before coming to a stop. His pudgy body barely managed to stand up when a foot kicked him back down onto his chest.

"Kid, you dare to kick me, you're dead meat," the fatty huffed angrily.

"Kick you? I damn well did kick you, what are you going to do about it?" Saying so, Lin Chen's foot relentlessly came down like rain, making the fatty howl in misery.

"You bastard, I won't let this go," the little fatty howled while shouting.

"Damn it, still not giving up?" Seeing the little fatty still dared to threaten him, Lin Chen got even more fired up.

After a series of indiscriminate kicks, the fatty's Hermes suit was covered in shoe prints.

"Kid, do you know who I am? You dare to kick me, I..."

The chubby youth hadn't finished speaking when a large foot kicked straight into his face.

"Who are you? I don't care. Try moving in on my turf, and I'll kick you," said Lin Chen as he viciously kicked a few more times.

The fatty's bones were about to break from the kicking: "I'm Xue Ying's friend, you dare to treat me this way, aren't you afraid..."

"Bang!"

This time, Lin Chen's foot kicked squarely between the fatty's legs.

"Damn it, is Xue Ying someone you can casually call? Try calling her that again. Don't you even look in the mirror to see your pig face before daring to lay eyes on my wife."

The fatty howled in agony on the ground for a while, then finally roared hysterically, "I'm from one of the four great families, one of the four young masters of Capital City, Zhang Chu Liang."

As soon as he finished speaking, another big shoe sole came crashing down.

"You think the four great families are impressive? You think being one of the four young masters makes you untouchable? I am Lin Chen, one of Capital City's four most charming and beloved young masters!"

The chubby youth had thought that revealing his identity would make Lin Chen back down, but to his surprise, Lin Chen didn't give a damn and kicked him even harder than before.

The Hermes suit was now thoroughly stamped with footprints. The employees who had gathered to watch were shocked, and the various corporate sharks looking to woo Xue Ying were instantly dissuaded from their intentions.

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