Chapter 8: Aloof!

Ye Xiu chuckled; this was only his second time spending time with Chen Fan.

Yet he felt that Chen Fan suited him perfectly.

"When you helped us cover our retreat back then, weren't you acting pretty wild?"

"Just so happens, the dragon in the zodiac has a good meaning."

"The brothers don't know your name, so they decided to call you Mad Dragon."

Chen Fan scratched his head and drew in a cold breath.

Was he really that wild?

What did he say back then?

Your strength—if you don't leave now, you're waiting to die.

Was that really wild? Damn it, he was just telling the truth, wasn't he?

But since they said so,

He didn't mind it.

So be it—Mad Dragon.

"Captain Ye Xiu, if I'm not mistaken, that Zhang Siying..."

"She should be one of your Dragon Squad members, right?"

Ye Xiu was startled by Chen Fan's words, his expression subtle.

"You figured that out?"

Chen Fan smiled lightly.

When he was young, the old man took him up the mountain every day to listen to the wind rustling through the leaves.

Watching ants and beetles.

It was all to train his sensitivity to things.

"When you came in just now,"

"Zhang Siying was startled for a moment, though she quickly concealed it."

"Afterward, she made a gesture toward you."

"I don't know what it means,"

"But I imagine it's a special communication method of your Dragon Squad."

Ye Xiu was utterly shocked!

Was Chen Fan even human?

Such minor details, all caught by him flawlessly.

"Mad Dragon, you really..."

Chen Fan shrugged; that wasn't his main point.

"So, Zhang Siying was actually sent by the Dragon Squad to secretly protect my eldest sister."

"Right?"

Ye Xiu nodded. "Mm."

A sharp light flashed in Chen Fan's eyes; he narrowed them slightly and unconsciously licked his lips.

"So, your Dragon Squad must know what the xpail file is,"

"And you know what influence it holds, right?"

Ye Xiu nodded again; Chen Fan was spot on.

"Yes, Flower Group specializes in female cosmetics research."

"The xpail file concerns a certain formula—this formula."

"It has some connection to the dark world overseas."

"So two years ago, when the file first emerged, the Dragon Squad sent Zhang Siying to protect Miss Meng."

"Only recently, Miss Meng published the file in an international journal,"

"Leading to unrest among those in the dark world."

Ye Xiu believed Chen Fan knew everything, so he didn't hold back.

He laid it all out.

Chen Fan's heart trembled as he listened!

The dark world overseas?

No wonder the old man said his sisters were in trouble.

Indeed, those people were ruthless and evil beyond imagination.

For profit, they'd do anything—even betray their own mothers for gain.

"With your Dragon Squad around, the Western dark world shouldn't be able to stir up much trouble."

"Is there no Heavenly Squad in Flower City?"

Ye Xiu's lips moved slightly; he paused.

"Mad Dragon, I can't disclose this matter."

"Hope you understand."

"But generally, there would be one or two Heavenly Squad members."

A hint of a smile curled at Chen Fan's lips.

This Ye Xiu really was something!

This was Dragon Squad's confidential matter; he could easily have kept silent.

Chen Fan wouldn't have complained.

"Alright, thanks, Brother Ye."

"If anything comes up, you can always contact me."

Ye Xiu naturally didn't refuse; he punched Chen Fan's shoulder.

"We're brothers!"

"No need for formalities."

"We still owe you for saving our lives."

After a few casual exchanges, Ye Xiu and his men departed.

Chen Fan went downstairs to find Meng Rongrong.

At that moment, Meng Rongrong had already handled the media.

She sat in the company lobby, waiting for Chen Fan.

"Xiao Fan, finished talking?"

Chen Fan smiled gently, saying nothing, but opened his arms.

"Big sis, let me hug you first."

Meng Rongrong burst into laughter.

Her expression now was like snow melting in January.

"Mm."

Meng Rongrong opened her arms and embraced Chen Fan.

This hug bridged fifteen years—the emotion within, only they could understand.

Yet this scene stunned the employees of Flower Group!

Security guard: Damn, is this the real President Meng?

Receptionist: Boohoo, President Meng's usual coldness is all an act!

IT programmer: I must work harder so I can marry someone like President Meng—cold in public, gentle in private!

Because Chen Fan had returned, Meng Rongrong's ice-cold goddess persona at Flower Group...

Collapsed!

Huarong Mansion Villas.

Villa No. 4 was Meng Rongrong's home.

Chen Fan made himself comfortable, sitting right down on the sofa.

Meng Rongrong smiled warmly, having changed into casual clothes.

"Xiao Fan, why not work at my company?"

"Just sit in the office, it won't be taxing, no one will bother you, and you can find something to do each day."

Chen Fan listened to Meng Rongrong, his face full of black lines.

Office work?

No way, sis, that's going to kill me!

Your little brother is only fit to be a security guard...

Seeing Chen Fan frown, Meng Rongrong thought he was unwilling.

She reconsidered.

"It's true, we sisters aren't short on money now."

"You being a young master isn't bad either."

Indeed, that's the way to pamper her brother.

Xiao Fan had suffered much out there.

Now was the time to let him relax.

Chen Fan shook his head.

"Sis, your little brother is only good as a security guard."

"After all, it's something to do."

"But before that, you have to let me meet my other sisters."

"Otherwise, when they find out, they might kill me."

Meng Rongrong laughed again, waving her hand.

"Phew, I was too hurried just now."

"Forgot to inform your sisters."

"They're all quite formidable now."

"I'll call them right away."

Seeing Meng Rongrong reach for her phone, Chen Fan quickly stopped her!

"Sis, don't get excited."

"Just tell me where the others are."

"I'll go find them—I want to surprise them."

Meng Rongrong paused, exchanging a sly smile with Chen Fan.

They understood the mischief in each other's eyes.

She nodded, approving his idea.

A smile curled at her mouth.

"Xiao Fan, let's start with your second sister."

"If I'm not mistaken,"

"She'll be back in less than half an hour."