On the day of going down the mountain, he was forced to marry by two school beauties

When Chen Fan and Shen Nange walked into the Shen family's villa, everyone was celebrating Old Madam Shen's birthday.

There were many guests, all of whom were smiling and working hard to build their own network of relationships, so no one noticed their arrival at first.

The entire Shen family villa is decorated in a generous and cheerful style, which is very popular among the elderly.

The guests were quiet but still communicating with each other, making the overall environment relaxed and not oppressive.

"Grandma, I brought you something good!"

In the not-so-noisy environment, the sound seemed a bit abrupt and deliberate.

A young man in a suit stood up with a smile.

This person is Zhang Shijie, the eldest son of the Zhang family, one of the five major families in Zhonghai.

Zhang Shijie is indeed outstanding and capable of handling things on his own. He is the vice president of the group at a young age. Thousands of girls want to marry Zhang Shijie, but he only loves Shen Nange.

Madam Shen showed a kind face and smiled cheerfully: "Shijie, we are family, there is no need to spend so much money."

"Grandma, it's my duty. It's just a token of my appreciation."

Zhang Shijie smiled slightly, gentle and elegant.

Everyone was curious. Zhang Shijie had already brought so many gifts, and now he took out this thing alone. It was definitely a heavyweight gift.

Zhang Shijie opened the gift box and found only a piece of paper inside with a big red seal on it which read: The Twelve Branches of the Holy Temple, seeing the decree is like seeing the master of the temple!

Many people in the Shen family didn't react. Isn't this just a piece of paper?

Madam Shen stood up excitedly: "A decree from the Holy Temple?"

Zhang Shijie straightened his chest with a proud look.

"That's right, with this four-star decree, we can mobilize the power of the Holy Temple!"

"At least 10 billion in cash."

"At least a hundred martial arts masters."

"At least ten famous doctors."

"Seeing the edict is like seeing the hall master!"

The Holy Temple is an organization that has existed among the people for hundreds of years.

For hundreds of years, they have been well organized, focusing on military force, technology, and economy, producing many talents, and occupying the leading position in many fields.

Powerful, mysterious, and understated.

The Holy Temple is the common leader of the world, and the members of the organization are elusive. Even if they are marginal peripheral forces, they are considered top secret in the world of ordinary people, not to mention the management of the Holy Temple.

Anyone who has even the slightest connection with the temple can basically walk around the street freely.

Everyone in the Shen family was stunned.

Old Madam Shen's face flushed, and she nodded excitedly: "Shijie, good! Good! Good!"

No one can resist the temptation of the Holy Temple. Even a powerful family like the Shen family finds it difficult to make friends with the Holy Temple.

Who would have thought that at his birthday party, such a big problem was solved by a junior!

Old Madam Shen was excited from the bottom of her heart.

The three words "good" are the greatest affirmation of Zhang Shijie.

A smile appeared on Zhang Shijie's lips, and Shen Nange could not escape from his grasp.

"The eldest lady is back."

The servant's voice came into the living room.

Everyone looked towards the living room door.

Shen Nange was calm and composed, not at all stage-frightened.

Zhang Shijie was about to speak when his eyes fell on Chen Fan behind Shen Nange.

The Shen family members couldn't help but look at Chen Fan.

"Who is this kid?"

Chen Fan was not wearing any high-end suit, and his hands were empty.

Compared with Zhang Shijie, Chen Fan is a complete country bumpkin.

Unfashionable, different, and rude!

"Sister Nange, who is this person?"

A woman in a red dress and flaming red lips asked with a smile.

She is Shen Nange's cousin, named Shen Hongyan, and has always been against Shen Nange.

"my husband."

Shen Nange's face was calm, but her words were earth-shattering.

Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Shijie was also confused.

Old Madam Shen narrowed her eyes and looked straight at Shen Nange without saying a word.

Others dared not speak.

"Shen Nange, you're really courting death! Everyone knows that the old lady will only recognize Zhang Shijie as her son-in-law now!"

Shen Hongyan couldn't help laughing. She went straight to the vital point and grabbed Shen Nange's pigtail and pulled it hard.

Madam Shen took a while to shift her gaze to Chen Fan, "Boy, who are you?"

Chen Fan smiled and shrugged, "Chen Fan, Nan Ge's husband."

Madam Shen smiled wryly: "Do you know where this is?"

Chen Fan was amused: "The old lady is not that old, how come she can't even remember her own home?"

Madam Shen sneered, "You sharp-tongued little bastard, if you can walk out of the Shen family safe and sound today, I, Xiao Bijun, will write my name upside down!"

She looked at Shen Nange and snorted coldly: "Do you think that if you find this ignorant little bastard here, I won't be able to do anything to you?"

Her powerful aura frightened everyone present so much that they dared not speak.

Zhang Shijie pursed his lips, knowing it was his turn to perform, and hurriedly picked up the tea: "Grandma, don't be angry, calm down."

Mrs. Shen then smiled slightly: "Shijie, I'm sorry to have made you laugh."

Shen Hongyan continued to speak sarcastically, "Young Master Zhang has been so good to the Shen family, yet someone brought this country bumpkin to humiliate him. If this gets out, everyone will definitely laugh at our Shen family, and even more so at Young Master Zhang. This brat is so evil and deserves death!"

Zhang Shijie smiled bitterly, "Alas, I've made a fool of myself."

He looked at Chen Fan and shouted coldly, "This little bastard must have forced Nan Ge. Grandma, you must not let him off easily!"

"We should cripple his legs, cut off his tongue, and throw him out to feed the dogs!"

"Master Zhang, stop barking like a dog. You'll be the one who gets embarrassed in the end."

Chen Fan was fearless and smiled slightly: "This is the engagement that Mr. Shen personally made. If he breaks off the engagement and silences the witness, tsk tsk, if this gets out, the Shen family will not only be embarrassed."

Everyone's expression changed: "The marriage promise made by the old man?"

Old Madam Shen's face darkened and she stared at Chen Fan intently.

"Is it true..."

Zhang Shijie suddenly felt something was wrong.

Shen Nange looked at Chen Fan, a little surprised. She didn't expect Chen Fan's concentration to be so strong.

Chen Fan smiled calmly: "Madam Shen, do you want to deny it?"

Everyone looked at Mrs. Shen.

Madam Shen sneered, her domineering side showing off: "I don't recognize him. The old man is seriously ill and unconscious. Why don't you ask him and see if he recognizes him!"

Zhang Shijie couldn't help laughing, "What era is it now? You're still engaged. How dare you snatch a woman from me?"

Shen Nange said loudly: "Grandma..."

Madam Shen shouted coldly: "Shut up!"

Shen Nange raised his head stubbornly and looked straight at Old Madam Shen, refusing to be outdone.

Chen Fan raised his hand and said cheerfully, "Well... actually, we've already obtained the marriage certificate."

Everyone in the Shen family was stunned.

Zhang Shijie almost vomited blood.

Madam Shen was furious, her face gloomy and terrifying. She slammed the table and said, "Shen Nange, who gave you the courage?"

Shen Hongyan fanned the flames: "Young Master Zhang, our Shen family has let you down."

Zhang Shijie wanted to chop Chen Fan into pieces right away, but now he could only smile apologetically: "Grandma, it's okay. Nan Ge was just confused for a moment. When she calms down, she will divorce this guy. I can wait..."

Chen Fan touched his nose and asked, "Do you really like being the scapegoat?"

Nima.

Zhang Shijie's face turned black.

He swore that he would make this damn bastard suffer a fate worse than death!

Madam Shen looked at Chen Fan with a threatening look on her face. "You little bastard, you're not worthy of Nan Ge. Today is a good day, and I don't want to make things awkward."

"I'll give you five million. Take the money, leave Nange, and get out of Zhonghai!"

She was confident that she could use money to kill Chen Fan.

Shen Hongyan continued to fan the flames: "The birthday gifts that Young Master Zhang brought today are worth at least 200 million, not counting the imperial edict from the Holy Temple. Boy, it's important to know yourself. Take the money and leave. That would be best for you."

Of course, she was not trying to help Shen Nange, she wanted to laugh at Shen Nange.

He found a country bumpkin to take the blame, but the country bumpkin ran away with the money halfway. If this matter were to get out, the people in Zhonghai would laugh at Shen Nange to death.

Shen Nange looked at Zhang Shijie in disbelief. She finally understood why Old Madam Shen was so strong today.

Zhang Shijie actually took out something like the Holy Temple's imperial edict!

Shen Nange's face was full of bitterness. He originally planned to bring Chen Fan to resist and ease the situation for a while, but he didn't expect Zhang Shijie to directly take out his trump card.

"Holy Temple Instructions?"

Chen Fan smiled slightly, "Are you sure his Holy Temple Order is real? Maybe he's a liar."

Everyone laughed, thinking that this kid must be crazy.

"Do you know what the Templar's Messenger is?"

"Who dares to forge the Holy Temple's instructions?"

"Idiot!"

Chen Fan looked at Zhang Shijie and said, "If you don't believe me, ask him to test it. If he is faking it, he should kneel down and kowtow to me and apologize, and slap himself in the face a hundred times. If I slander him, I will do the same."

How could Zhang Shijie lose face in front of his beloved? He sneered and said, "Okay, but you have to die!"

Chen Fan was happy: "Okay, then you will die too."

Everyone was shocked. This kid was really crazy.

Chen Fan was not panicked at all.

The higher-ups in the Holy Temple must have known that he was in the Shen family.

Even the area around the Shen family must be under the control of the Holy Temple.

The Temple is extremely secretive, but its control is extremely strong. The Temple must know everything that happens here.

At this time, if they could still let Zhang Shijie get through this call, the top leaders of the temple would probably be in big trouble.

"Chen Fan!"

Shen Nange shouted coldly: "Enough!"

Chen Fan looked at her and smiled, "Don't worry, my luck has always been good. I win nine out of ten times."

Shen Nange was so angry that he laughed, "Can't you just give up that damn dignity?"

Zhang Shijie didn't give Shen Nange a chance and directly dialed the number on the handwritten letter.

"do not want!"

It was too late for Shen Nange to stop it.

Zhang Shijie turned on the loudspeaker and was extremely proud.

"I have a four-star decree in my hand, I want—"

"Stupid, you dialed the wrong number!"

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

"Snapped--"

Chen Fan slapped Zhang Shijie in the face: "You idiot, you can go to hell now!"