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The poorest rich man novel (Chen Hao) novel Chapter 463

After Chen Hao heard Fang Jiannan’s words, he was stunned.

He had only had brief contact with Fang Jiannan. Moreover, to be honest, he had exploited her in certain ways.

Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that she would feel this way about him…

“However, when we, the Fang family, went to meet the Chen family later, only then did we know that Chen Hao had disappeared. I have sent out a lot of men to find him. It has been 6 months already, and there is still no news of him. Maybe, he is dead already,” said Fang Jiannan with a sad expression.

“Is it done?”

Fang Jiannan turned to look at San.

San nodded his head.

He gestured for her to take a rest.

Then, he carried his medical kit and prepared to leave.

As he was about to leave, Chen Hao saw an incense stick and an incense basket inside Fang Jiannan’s house.

He frowned and pointed toward the incense basket and said, “A-A-Ah?”

What he meant to ask was whether she had something to do tomorrow?

Fang Jiannan smiled and nodded her head. “Tomorrow is the temple fair. Fang Yi, my aunts, and I are going to the temple to pray. Every year around this time, Fang Yi and I will sneak there secretly. Haha! San, I bet you didn’t know that Fang Yi and I could not go beyond these walls as we pleased back then. Now, it is so nice that we get to walk around the lively temple fair!”

“O-Oh!”

However, Chen Hao did not look pleased at all.

“Do you want to go there, San? It looks like you haven’t been to a temple fair before, right?” Fang Jiannan asked suddenly.

“A-A-Ah!”

Chen Hao made a hand gesture.

“Ok, it is decided then. If you are free tomorrow, you can accompany us there.”

Fang Jiannan smiled.

She did not know why, but the first time she laid her eyes on San, she felt a close bond with him.

Mainly because San’s gaze gave her a comfortable feeling.

In addition to that, he did not know how to speak. So, naturally he became a good listener.

Hence, Fang Jiannan wanted to be San’s friend. Of course, to be only friends and nothing more.

Meanwhile, in the secret room of the Situ family’s mansion…

Tonight, the atmosphere in the Situ family’s mansion was obviously livelier than before.

Everybody at the table was drinking and chatting away merrily.

“Father, I am afraid that the situation has changed. That sneaky old fox, Fang Butong, has hired Zuo Zhongtao to treat his illness. Our men reported that, after a round of treatment, he looked a lot better,” said Situ Yang worriedly at the banquet.

“Young Master Yang, I am afraid that you worry too much. The Long family and the Situ family aren’t the same as before. Now that the Situ family and the Long family has forged an alliance, coupled with the help of the Mo family’s skilled fighters, there is no reason why we should be afraid of Fang Butong anymore,” said a middle-aged man with a smirk at this moment.

His name was Long Biao. He was the youngest son of Master Long.

Master Long had a few sons, and every single one of them was unique in their own way, especially Long Biao. He looked as tough as his name suggested.

Furthermore, he commanded the underground forces of the Long family.

Previously, he participated in the plan to surround the Young Master of the Chen family. He even returned with a lot of spoils from Qing City, and he nearly captured Chen Hao alive. Hence, in terms of capabilities, he had won the trust of the Mo family.

“You are right, Mr. Biao,” said Situ Yang.

“Haha, Yang, from now on, you have to learn from your elders. Your knowledge just isn’t enough. By the way, tomorrow, the first step of the plan is about to start, so how’s the preparation going?” asked Situ Hong.

“Don’t worry. Everything is in order. In addition to that, with the help of the brothers of the Mo family, Mo Qing and Mo Tian, nothing can go wrong,” said Situ Yang.

At the same time, he looked at the two brothers who looked like two peas in a pod.

“Ok, then I am completely relieved. Mo Qing and Mo Tian are the cousins of Young Master Mo Jian. In terms of capabilities, they are almost as strong as him,” Situ Hong complimented.

“Please don’t pull our legs. Our capabilities are still a far cry from our cousin.”

The two brothers shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

“Ok, then let us toast to the success of the first part of our plan tomorrow. Cheers!”

“Cheers!”

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