Back in the living room of the villa, Chen Fan also planned to say goodbye to Qin Hongguo and the others, and prepared to return to Jiangcheng with Qin Shuran.
Seeing Chen Fan come back, the smile on Qin Hongguo's face gradually cooled down, and his face looked a little unhappy. Apparently, it was still related to Chen Fan's refusal to admit that he was a member of the Long family in front of Mr. Mo.
"Chen Fan, although I will not object to you and Shu Ran being together, but you are not qualified now to marry my daughter," Qin Hongguo said coldly.
"Uncle Qin, I will work hard. One day, I will be worthy of Shuran on my own." Chen Fan said firmly.
"Huh, on your own?" Qin Hongguo said disdainfully.
Then he said again: "Chen Fan, you should know that the most important thing in a person's life is time. How long do you plan to let my daughter wait for you? Ten years? Twenty years? How can my daughter have so much time to wait for you?"
Chen Fan could naturally hear what Qin Hongguo meant. He just wanted to establish a relationship with the Long family, and wanted the Qin family to embrace this big tree.
But how could Chen Fan go to the Long family who ruined his family?
Chen Fan's eyes were full of determination and he said: "Uncle Qin, I understand what you mean. If you give me three years, within three years, I will definitely be worthy of Shuran."
Qin Shuran took Chen Fan's hand and held it gently, as if telling Chen Fan that she would always stand by Chen Fan's side.
Feeling the warmth in the palm of his hand, Chen Fan suddenly felt warm in his heart.
"Haha, three years, okay, Chen Fan, you said this yourself. The most important thing for a man is to keep his word. I will give you three years. If you cannot satisfy me, Qin Hongguo, within three years,
Shuran's future happiness will be determined by my father." Qin Hongguo said with a sneer.
"Dad." Qin Shuran frowned slightly, wanting to buy Chen Fan some more time.
After all, three years is too short, and it is almost impossible to reach the standards in Qin Hongguo's eyes within three years.
However, Chen Fan interrupted Qin Shuran's words and said first: "Thank you, Uncle Qin. Let's make a three-year agreement. Within three years, I will definitely be able to marry Shuran home."
"Okay." Qin Hongguo nodded.
"If it weren't for Shuran, I think I would admire your courage very much. But young man, courage is worthless in the face of reality."
Chen Fan did not refute Qin Hongguo's preaching, because he knew that anything he said now was in vain. Only by truly reaching that height could people admire him with admiration.
After leaving the Qin family villa, we drove back to Jiangcheng.
"Chen Fan, why did you say three years? Three years is too short. I'm afraid."
Chen Fan stretched out a hand and took the slender hand of the co-pilot Qin Shuran: "Why, don't you want to marry me earlier?"
When Qin Shuran heard this, her face immediately turned red, and she asked worriedly: "Then you are not afraid that my father will marry me to someone else in three years?"
Chen Fan smiled and said: "How could I let you marry someone else? Does my future wife have so little confidence in her husband?"
Qin Shuran's face turned even redder, and Chen Fan was obviously taking advantage of her again.
But at this moment, Chen Fan's cell phone suddenly rang.
After glancing at the unfamiliar caller number, Chen Fan still answered the call.
"Dr. Chen, your life has been great recently. Have you forgotten about me?" The phone was connected, and a very beautiful woman's voice came from the other side.
There was a hint of coldness in the voice, but also a bit of teasing.
How could Chen Fan forget this woman and immediately responded: "Boss Song, you are doing well recently. Do you have anything to do with me?"
The woman who called was none other than Song Wenting, the owner of the Red Leaf Bar who had saved Chen Fan and Da Xiong.
"Haha, Dr. Chen is such a noble person and forgets things. Have you forgotten what you promised me?" Song Wenting asked with a sneer.
"Then how could you forget and don't know what time it is?"
"Just tonight, Dr. Chen has been preparing for so long, so he can't let me down."
"Only today?" Chen Fan looked a little surprised.
Song Wenting chuckled and said, "Why, isn't Dr. Chen on his way back to Jiangcheng? Does he have any plans for the evening?"
Chen Fan frowned suddenly: "How do you know where I am?"
"Dr. Chen, have you forgotten that I said before that there is nothing in South China that I don't know about?" Song Wenting's confident voice came.
"I will go there when I get back to Jiangcheng." Chen Fan responded.
"Then I'll wait for Dr. Chen at the bar." After saying that, Song Wenting hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Qin Shuran asked.
Chen Fan's face looked a little ugly: "I always feel that every move I make is being monitored by someone. No matter where I go or what I do, the other person seems to know it very well."
This feeling made Chen Fan feel very uncomfortable.
"Did someone install positioning on the car? Who is this person? Do you want me to call my father?" Qin Shuran also frowned and asked with some worry.
Upon hearing Qin Shuran's words, Chen Fan immediately turned on the vehicle's double flashers and parked the vehicle in the emergency lane.
Opening the car door, Chen Fan held his breath and looked at his BMW.
In an instant, the entire internal structure of the vehicle appeared in front of Chen Fan. A black square box caught Chen Fan's attention.
Chen Fan opened the trunk and opened the side mezzanine. Inside, there was indeed a black box, and the box was still flashing red lights, obviously still functioning normally.
"Is this a locator?" Qin Shuran also got out of the car and looked a little surprised when she saw the thing in Chen Fan's hand.
She didn't understand why the other party installed such a thing on Chen Fan's car, who he was, and what his purpose was.
"Do you know who installed this?" Qin Shuran asked worriedly.
Chen Fan threw the locator into the drainage ditch not far away and returned to the car: "I know, don't worry, that person has no ill intentions towards me for the time being."
When Qin Shuran heard Chen Fan's answer, she nodded, got back in the car, and continued driving towards Jiangcheng.
Panlong Mountain, Red Leaf Bar.
"Boss, the positioning signal on Chen Fan's car is not moving." Half an hour later, a middle-aged man walked into Song Wenting's office to report.
Song Wenting's face showed a hint of joking: "It seems that I still underestimated this boy. I didn't expect that he guessed that we had tampered with his car so quickly."
"Boss, should we install another one on his car?" the middle-aged man asked.
"No need, I don't know if he can leave alive after he comes today." Song Wenting chuckled.
Then he asked the middle-aged man: "Have the foster father and others arrived?"
"Come on, we've already entered the mountain." The middle-aged man nodded.
"Let's go, come with me to pick up my adoptive father." As she said that, the woman stepped on her high heels and walked towards the door.