The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

Chen Zhi could tell from Yang Hong's expression that things were going well, so she continued, "Take me with you, and I won't let you help me for nothing."

Upon hearing that there was money to be made, Yang Hong's hesitation vanished instantly. "I do know where to buy them. They have not only jade and jadeite, but also all kinds of cultural artifacts and antiques. It's just that their authenticity can't be guaranteed, and there's a risk involved."

Chen Zhi wasn't afraid of danger, but what did she mean by "fake goods"? It's just a stone, right? Can stones be real or fake?

But no matter what, she has to go.

"Is there a lot of jade artifacts in that place?" Chen Zhi was more concerned about this.

Yang Hong nodded, "Very many."

He hesitated, looking into Chen Zhi's clear eyes, a sense of guilt rising in his heart.

"The things there include both fakes and new items."

"What do you mean by 'new'?" Chen Zhi was even more confused. Wasn't something new a good thing?

"It means it's just been unearthed." Yang Hong's voice was even lower. "Most people have a taboo about this."

Chen Zhi, who only had a vague understanding, waved her hand, "It doesn't matter. As long as it's jade and jadeite. You take me there, and you won't be responsible if anything goes wrong."

With her words, Yang Hong's worries disappeared. "Please change into dark clothes tonight."

Chen Zhi didn't ask why, she just said, "Okay."

Yang Hong thought for a moment, then asked, "Are you fast?"

Chen Zhi: "Is this important?"

Yang Hong: "If you run fast when they come to arrest people, you won't get caught."

Chen Zhi: "Don't worry, I'll definitely be the fastest one."

Yang Hong didn't really trust Chen Zhi. Chen Zhi looked too delicate, white and tender, like a piece of tofu that would break at the slightest touch.

But she's so pretty, even if she gets arrested, as long as she cries a few times, those people probably won't make things too difficult for her.

Chen Zhi and Yang Hong agreed to meet here at eight o'clock in the evening, and then Chen Zhi took the newly acquired jade artifact home.

But as soon as she got home, she saw a commotion at the door, as if someone was arguing.

"Song Zhaoyuan, this is my family's business, it has nothing to do with you, an outsider!" a young man shouted.

Chen Zhi looked at the indignant young man, then at Song Zhaoyuan and Uncle Sun standing at the door with cold faces. Her intuition told her that this young man was up to no good.

Uncle Sun remained expressionless. "This is the house that the madam left for the eldest young master."

"So what?" the young man said brazenly. "It's better for me to kindly send a dying person to a nursing home than for him to die miserably in his house—"

Snapped!

The young man's voice stopped abruptly, his head turned to the side, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and a bright red handprint imprinted on his face.

No one saw how Chen Zhi made her move. She was as fast as the wind. After striking, she took two steps back and stared coldly at the young man as if he were a dead man.

The young man was stunned; he had never been bullied like this before.

His eyes widened in disbelief and fury. "Who, who hit me?"

Song Zhaoyuan and Uncle Sun were also a little confused. They looked at Chen Zhi who suddenly appeared and wondered if it was this person who did the beating.

Chen Zhi admitted, "I hit him."

She not only wanted to hit people, she wanted to kill them!

The young man looked at Chen Zhi, a flash of amazement in his eyes, but it was only for a moment before it was overshadowed by anger. "You dare hit me? You're asking for death!"

He rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists, and charged at Chen Zhi.

Just as Song Zhaoyuan was about to make a move, he saw Chen Zhi sneer and raise her hand to slap him again.

Snapped!

The young man was stunned again!

He can't escape it!

They didn't stop them!

How is that possible?

"Aaaaaahh ...

"You deserve to die!"

The young man was so angry he wanted to kill someone.

However, he was destined to be nothing more than a powerless rage, and Chen Zhi kicked him away with almost no effort.

"Watch your mouth from now on. If I hear you cursing Xi Lang again, I'll cripple you!"

After saying that, Chen Zhi ignored the young man on the ground and strode into the house.

Song Zhaoyuan and Uncle Sun exchanged a glance; it seemed they had misjudged him.

Uncle Sun: "What do we do now?"

Song Zhaoyuan: "I'll call Mr. Xi and report what's going on here."

Uncle Sun: "If you ask me, that was a great play."

They had long wanted to deal with Xi Yue, but lacked the proper authority and were hampered by Elder Xi's influence, so they had tolerated him. Now that Chen Zhi had taken action, it was a matter within the Xi family.

They wanted to see whether Old Master Xi would protect his youngest son or his eldest daughter-in-law from the countryside.

Chen Zhi rushed upstairs as soon as she entered the room, went into Xi Lang's room, and locked the door from the inside.

She took out the jade artifact from her pocket, focused her mind, and began to draw the black energy from Xi Lang's body into the jade artifact.

Downstairs, Song Zhaoyuan hung up the phone, looking rather grim.

Uncle Sun: "Has Elder Xi not expressed his opinion?"

Song Zhaoyuan shook his head. "He didn't answer the phone."

Uncle Sun wasn't surprised at all. "He might not be too busy to answer your call; he just doesn't want to bother with it."

Song Zhaoyuan sneered, "The Xi family's unrest is largely due to him."

Uncle Sun smiled wryly, "Who can argue with that?"

But this is their family matter.

Liu Ma was in the kitchen when she saw that Song Zhaoyuan and Uncle Sun hadn't left. She asked, "Mr. Song and Mr. Sun, are you staying for dinner?"

Song Zhaoyuan shook his head, "There's no need to prepare food for us."

Xi Yue went back to get reinforcements.

Thirty minutes later, Xi Yue arrived with his biological mother, Xie Lingling, and his uncle, Xie Yuhua.

Hsieh Lingling, furious, charged ahead in her high heels.

"Who did this to my son?" Xie Lingling demanded angrily, her sharp gaze sweeping over everyone present.

Song Zhaoyuan calmly sipped his tea, ignoring the commotion.

Uncle Sun also drank tea, without even lifting his eyelids.

Xi Yue's face was swollen like a pig's head. With his mother and uncle backing him up, he stood tall and looked down at them. "Where is that woman? Don't think you can get away with hiding her. If she doesn't kneel down and apologize to me today, I'll tear this place down."

Xie Yuhua was a burly man. He glanced around the room, a glint of greed in his eyes.

Such a nice house, it's a waste to give it to that sickly person.

Song Zhaoyuan and Uncle Sun still ignored the three of them.

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" Xie Lingling was furious. Ever since she became Mrs. Xi, she was always surrounded by admirers wherever she went. The only people who dared to ignore her like this, besides that sickly man, were these two in front of her.

Unfortunately, these two were not Lao Xi's subordinates, so she couldn't do anything about them.

That's infuriating!

Song Zhaoyuan glanced at Xie Lingling indifferently. "Is Madam here to interrogate me?"

"So what if it is? My son was bullied, shouldn't I have come?" Xie Lingling looked at her son, whose face was unrecognizable, and felt heartbroken. "Where is that woman? Hand her over."

Song Zhaoyuan: "She is not just any woman; she is Mr. Xi's partner."

"I don't care who she is, she hit my son, I'll make her regret it!"

Xie Lingling started to go upstairs as she spoke.

As soon as her high heels touched the first step, Chen Zhi came down from the second floor with a dark expression.

It was this person who made a scene downstairs, causing her to destroy a jade pendant.

A chilling aura emanated from Chen Zhi. "You were looking for me?"

Xie Lingling looked up at the beautiful woman, her anger flaring even more. She had assumed that the sickly man's wife from the countryside must be someone of low social standing, but it turned out to be a vixen!

"Did you hit my son?" Xie Lingling clenched her fists.

Chen Zhi grunted in agreement. "He's asking for it!"

"I think you're the one asking for a beating!"

Xie Lingling raised her hand and swung it at Chen Zhi, aiming directly at Chen Zhi's exquisite face.

Chen Zhi dodged to the side, and at the same time, he injected a ball of black energy into Xie Lingling's body.

She didn't want to do this, but this woman was just so annoying.

A cloud of black mist won't kill the woman, but it will weaken her for a while, which can be considered a lesson for her.

Xie Lingling missed her attack, lost her balance, and fell towards the steps.

Chen Zhi ignored the other woman and let her fall to the ground.

"Mother!"

"younger sister!"

"Little brat, how dare you bully my sister! Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Xi Yue went to help Xie Lingling.

Xie Yuhua then headed towards Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi narrowed her eyes slightly. Had this person bullied Xi Lang before?

Thinking of this possibility, Chen Zhi clenched her fist; then she wouldn't hold back.

Uncle Sun and Song Zhaoyuan stood by, ready to help if Chen Zhi was outmatched.

It is true that this is a family matter for the Xi family, but since the higher-ups have stated that they want to protect Xi Lang, their intervention is not wrong.

Moreover, Chen Zhi was someone they had found, and whether or not Xi Lang could wake up was of paramount importance.

They took action because it was their duty.

But the result was beyond their expectations.

Chen Zhi effortlessly grabbed and twisted Xie Yuhua, dragging her outside.

Xie Yuhua was powerless to fight back; her struggles were futile.

Chen Zhi stood on the steps and kicked Xie Yuhua in the butt. Xie Yuhua immediately fell face-first into the dirt.

Song Zhaoyuan and Uncle Sun, who caught up with them, were stunned.

Xi Yue and Xie Lingling were also stunned.

Xie Yuhua got up from the ground, his face turning blue and purple with anger. He grabbed a brick from the ground and charged at Chen Zhi again.

Chen Zhi sneered and went to meet her. She caught Xie Yuhua's brick with her bare hands, and with a gentle squeeze, the brick crumbled into powder.

Then, she first punched Xie Yuhua in the abdomen, then punched Xie Yuhua in the face, and finally kicked Xie Yuhua in the knee. Xie Yuhua fell to her knees with a thud.

Chen Zhi then released her grip. "If you dare to cause trouble here, I'll cripple you."

Chen Zhi finished packing and left, dusting off her hands without even glancing at Xie Lingling and her son.

After a long pause, Xie Lingling was the first to regain her senses and shouted, "Murder!"

Song Zhaoyuan and Uncle Sun's lips twitched, speechless.

The two went back into the house, ignoring Xie Lingling's loud cursing.

Uncle Sun: "She can assemble bricks with her bare hands. This young mistress is quite something."

Song Zhaoyuan nodded, "I misjudged him. But it's good that he has this kind of personality; he won't be bullied."

Uncle Sun shook his head, "I'm afraid Xie Lingling will go back and whisper in his ear, and Old Master Xi will cut off all the food, clothing, and other necessities here."

Song Zhaoyuan paused for a moment, then said, "If that's the case, I'll cover the cost myself."

Uncle Sun: "I'll also contribute a portion."

Just then, the aroma of chicken soup wafted from the kitchen.

Uncle Sun asked in surprise, "Aunt Liu, where did this chicken come from?"

Mrs. Liu had been secretly watching the entire fight from a corner. Seeing Xie Lingling and the other two get their comeuppance filled her with immense satisfaction. She was even humming a little tune. When she heard Uncle Sun's question, she laughed and said, "It was the young mistress who bought the chicken. Not only did she buy chicken, she also bought eggs."