Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group

At this moment, a woman rushed over and shoved Ye Chen aside.

"Oh my little darling, did this person hurt you just now?"

As she spoke, the woman hugged the child and even squeezed out a few tears.

Ye Chen was speechless; he had just gently held the child, intending to find his parents, and had even deliberately grasped the child's arm lightly.

Yet this woman acted as if he had killed her son.

The little boy, seeing his mother arrived, immediately pointed at Ye Chen as if he had found a support and shouted, "It was him, he pinched me so hard just now and wanted to hit me."

With that, the little boy started crying, as if having suffered a great grievance.

Upon hearing this, the boy's mother instantly turned into a shrew and started cursing at Ye Chen.

"How can you be so uncivilized, bullying a child? Are you even human?"

She said this while caressing the boy's arm.

"Let mommy see if your arm is swollen. I usually can't bear to even touch him, and now you're hitting him. That's just too much."

Ye Chen was speechless.

"It was your son who scratched my car, okay?"

Initially, Ye Chen just wanted to find the parents, and if they apologized, he would let it go.

Although repainting would cost hundreds of thousands, does even that amount matter to Ye Chen?

But this woman was relentless and even began faulting Ye Chen, which was quite annoying for Ye Chen.

By now, everyone saw the little turtle the boy had drawn on Ye Chen's car.

The boy used a stone to draw, which scratched the car's paint.

After all, looking at Ye Chen's car, everyone could tell it was expensive; whose heart would be at ease if their car got scratched?

Yet, the boy's mother was indifferent, "Our child is still young and doesn't understand things. Isn't it just a few scratches on your car? What's the big deal? You hit people, don't you understand that?"

Ye Chen heard this and let out a cold laugh.

This woman kept talking about the child.

As the child's guardian, you didn't fulfill your duty to supervise.

You were eating while letting your child run around; this time he scratched the car, and if he had been hit by a car, it would surely be the driver's fault.

Especially the tone of this woman was so irritating, as if she had every reason to be right.

Her child is a kid, so she thinks she can do anything, complain first, and rightfully accuse others.

Ye Chen coldly said, "Ma'am, you're right, your child doesn't understand, but don't you, as an adult, understand? Shouldn't you apologize to me for your son scratching my car? If your son was hit by a car, whose responsibility would that be?"

Upon hearing Ye Chen's words, the woman got displeased.

"You're so vicious, actually cursing my son."

Ye Chen snorted coldly, "I'm not going to waste words with you. Just pay for my car repairs and leave it at that."

Upon hearing Ye Chen's words, the little boy's mother snorted coldly, "Hmph, a child drew on your car, and you're nitpicking with a child. Are you even a man? To be rich is to be unkind? Who told you to drive an advanced car? Young man, as someone with experience, I'm telling you, don't be so mean."

Ye Chen couldn't help laughing, mean? So he was too mean?

His car got scratched, should he thank them?

Saying, kid, you drew so well, come draw again next time?

This woman's thinking was simply outrageous.

Now Ye Chen finally understood why this little boy scratched his car.

With parents like that, there's bound to be a bratty kid.

You could tell this kid was spoiled rotten.

Ye Chen also called someone from the auto shop.

"Take a look, how much would this repaint cost?"

The repair personnel took a look and said, "The little boy drew on the door, the whole door needs repainting, so it will cost quite a bit, roughly three hundred thousand."

Upon hearing this amount, the woman's face immediately fell.

"Are you robbing me? It's just a repaint, is it really this expensive?"

Ye Chen let out a cold laugh, "Miss, see clearly, my car is a Lykan, three hundred thousand is already very cheap."

At this moment, the repair personnel also said coldly, "Ma'am, the price we've quoted you is already quite cheap. If Mr. Ye weren't our Advanced VIP, it would cost at least five hundred thousand."

By now, Ye Chen was tired of entangling with this woman and directly called the police.

At this point, many onlookers started supporting Ye Chen.

"Such bratty kids need to be disciplined. My car was scratched before too."

"Yeah, such spoiled kids cannot be indulged."

"Serves them right, if such a kid isn't controlled, they'll go wild in the future."

The police soon arrived on the scene.

Seeing the police, the woman still played the victim.

"Officer, my child accidentally scratched his car, and he hit my child."

Ye Chen snorted coldly, "Miss, don't speak nonsense, there are cameras here, the police can pull up the footage and see if I hit your child."

Hearing Ye Chen's words, the woman was at a loss.

After understanding the situation, the police coldly said, "Ma'am, your son scratched someone else's car, you as the guardian are fully responsible. If you compensate, we can consider this settled privately. If you don't pay, given the large amount, you'll have to come with us to the station."

Upon hearing about going to the police station, the woman got scared.

Thinking about losing three hundred thousand, she felt heartbroken.

That three hundred thousand was intended for buying a car, and because of the bratty kid, she'd have to save up to buy a car again.

After paying, the woman left with her son, looking dejected.

A short distance away, the woman, getting more and more upset, harshly scolded her son.

The onlookers couldn't help but laugh.

Ye Chen returned to the car, and Tong Xiaoya said, "Ye Chen, you did exactly the right thing, bratty kids shouldn't be indulged."

"Yes, indeed their parents should thank me; without this lesson, who knows what trouble his son might cause in the future."

Ye Chen drove and took Tong Xiaoya home.

"Tong Xiaoya lives with her parents; it's so late, it wouldn't be convenient to visit, so Ye Chen drove home."

Returning to Hua Mansion, the villa's lights were on, making Ye Chen's heart fill with joy as Lin Wanrou had returned.

Ye Chen took the elevator back to the room, where Lin Wanrou stood at the elevator door: "Welcome home, Young Master."

"Wanrou, you're finally back, I've missed you so much."

Lin Wanrou blushed charmingly, "I've missed you too, Young Master."

"Haha, it's been so long since we've had any exercise; tonight we should have a good workout."

Lin Wanrou's face flushed, "Young Master, you're so bad."

The next day, Ye Chen glanced at the calendar; it was almost his father's 60th birthday.

He decided to give his father some gifts that he would like.

At this time, the radio was reporting on the Modu Auto Show.

Ye Chen recalled that his father quite liked driving, and the car they had had been driven for several years now.

Initially, Ye Chen wanted to replace it for his father, but his father said he had grown attached to that car and couldn't bear to part with it.

This time, Ye Chen decided to take advantage of his father's birthday to give him some really nice gifts.