Fang Chen sighed and walked outside.
"Ah Chen, is it...is that you?"
Suddenly, an old voice came from next door, filled with disbelief.
"Second...Second Aunt?"
Fang Chen turned his head and saw an old woman, holding onto a stool, slowly moving out of the main room.
"It really is you! You haven't changed; you still look the same as you did back then."
My second aunt was also a little excited, and she moved the stool she was holding a bit faster.
"Second Aunt, please slow down."
Fang Chen flashed and appeared beside his second aunt. "Second Aunt, what's wrong?"
Fang Chen discovered that his second aunt was paralyzed on one side of her body; it was practically hemiplegic.
"Well, it's a long story. While you were gone, your cousin gambled away four or five hundred thousand yuan. He was being harassed by debt collectors, got into a fight with loan sharks, and accidentally killed one of them. He was sentenced to twenty years in prison. Your aunt was so worried about him that she had a stroke, and that's how it happened."
My second aunt sighed and said slowly.
Fang Chen looked at his second aunt; she had aged considerably over the years, appearing to be around 70 instead of 50.
My second aunt's house was practically bare; it looked like my cousin had gambled it all away.
"Ah Chen, is that Grey Wolf or...?"
Auntie looked at Grey Wolf, who had run up to her and was rubbing against her trouser leg, and was very puzzled.
Ten years have passed; the dog's lifespan is almost over.
Could this be a descendant of Grey Wolf?
"Second Aunt, this is Grey Wolf!" Fang Chen said with a smile, patting Grey Wolf's head. At this moment, Grey Wolf, having consumed the zombie crystal core, phoenix blood, and demonic dragon blood, had become much stronger, as robust as a bull.
Especially those two fangs were terrifying.
"Ah Chen, where have you been all these years?"
Fang Chen's second aunt held his hand, feeling utterly incredulous.
Fang Chen hasn't aged much at all; he still looks like he's in his twenties.
"Brother Chen, you're finally back! Where have you been all these years?" Just as Fang Chen was about to speak, a Mercedes suddenly sped up and stopped in front of his aunt's house.
Four people then got out: two bodyguards, a driver, and a middle-aged man with a large belly.
Judging from his face shape, the big belly was Chen Fang.
"Second Aunt, come in and sit down so we can talk."
Fang Chen helped his second aunt into the house and looked at the two of them, saying, "These past years, I've been overseas, tied to an island, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye."
"Brother Chen, it's been ten years and you still look so young, while I..." Chen Fang looked at his belly and sighed.
"Old Fang, you seem to be doing quite well!"
Fang Chen looked at Chen Fang and teased him.
He didn't ask Golden Mallow; he waited for Chen Fang to speak for himself.
I wonder what has become of Golden Mine after all these years.
"Brother Chen, thanks to your help over the years, the company has opened more than 300 branches in China and has diversified into real estate. In 2028 alone, its net income reached 1.09 billion yuan. I took 10% of these assets, and the rest were deposited into your account."
"Not bad!"
Fang Chen patted Chen Fang on the shoulder and said, "Golden Mallow's success today is largely due to your contributions. You can take 20% of the profits, use 50% for operations, and set up a fund with the remaining 30% called the Fangtian Fund."
"Thank you, Brother Chen! I'll take care of it right away!"
Chen Fang nodded repeatedly.
For some reason, he always felt that Ah Chen possessed an invisible, intimidating aura that made people afraid to look him in the eye.
The moment her eyes met Fang Chen's, she felt a stinging sensation.
"Also, please arrange for some people to come over and help me take care of my second aunt, and clean my old house. It'll be a keepsake," Fang Chen said, looking at his second aunt.
Whether my grandfather was alive or after his death, my second aunt was always very good to me.
Whenever noodles or dumplings were cooked, she would always be called to get herself a bowl. These are some of Fang Chen's most cherished memories.
One should not forget one's roots; now that I've made it, I am.
It's only right to lend a hand.
"Okay, Brother Chen."
Chen Fang nodded quickly.
"Go back now, I'll come find you later, let's go to a karaoke bar and have a good time tonight!" Fang Chen waved to Chen Fang.
"Okay, Brother Chen, I'll go get ready now."
Chen Fang left.