<h4>Chapter 1050: Chapter 1057: Master of Emotions</h4>


    Upon hearing Zhu Xiaozhu’s words, Ling Chen felt much more at ease. All along, Zhu Hong had been an insurmountable barrier between him and Zhu Xiaozhu. Zhu Xiaozhu wanted him to spare Zhu Hong, not wanting to see either of them get hurt. Because of this, Ling Chen had to stay away from Zhu Xiaozhu to prevent Zhu Hong’s matters from affecting the two of them.


    Now that Zhu Xiaozhu had finally let go, Ling Chen was naturally pleased. In the future, he wouldn’t have to worry about anything when facing Zhu Hong.


    After seeing Zhu Xiaozhu off, Ling Chen took a short rest and then had Qiu Yong help him with the discharge procedures.


    Outside the hospital, arge group of reporters was waiting, eager to interview Ling Chen and get firsthand information. To avoid trouble, it was better to go home and recover.


    Returning home, Yang Qingling had already learned about Ling Chen’s situation from the TV. Initially, Yang Qingling wanted to visit her son in the hospital, but Ling Chen knew she would worry, so he called her first thing before going to the hospital to let her know he was fine.


    "Son, I know what you’re doing outside. Just because I don’t ask doesn’t mean I don’t know; I just don’t want to worry too much. Watching the live broadcast today, you have no idea how worried I was. Your grandparents are getting old and can’t handle such shocks. I didn’t even dare to tell them about this."


    "Mom, don’t worry, it was an ident this time. I will be more careful in the future," Ling Chen promised.


    "Right! Son, what’s the deal with that girl named Zhu Xiaozhu? I saw on TV..."


    Before Yang Qingling could finish, Ling Chen hastily interrupted her and said, "Mom, don’t ask so much. Xiaozhu and I are just ordinary friends." Ling Chen was really tired of exining this and didn’t want to waste his breath.


    "Mom, I am a bit tired and will go to my room to rest." With that, before Yang Qingling could ask more, Ling Chen returned to his bedroom.


    Watching the closed door, Yang Qingling sighed helplessly. Although she was his mother, some things were not easy to meddle in. After all, rtionships are the most troublesome and hardest to handle.


    A day passed.


    Ling Chen originally wanted to rest at home for a few days, but he had only stayed for one day before guests began arriving continuously, alling to visit him.


    The first to arrive was Tang Shiyun. Upon learning that Ling Chen was injured, Tang Shiyun, who was performing out of town, immediately took the earliest flight back to East Sea City to visit Ling Chen after hermercial performance ended.


    Besides Tang Shiyun, there were also Liu Xiyao and Xia Mutong. Although Officer Xia is quite strict at work, in her eyes, Ling Chen is not only a friend but also a friend with a special rtionship. So this time, she came to visit Ling Chen as a friend.


    In just half a day, Yang Qingling had received several beautiful women at home who hade to visit her son. Each was a rare beauty with different temperaments, making Yang Qingling look at her son’s charm with new eyes.


    Knock knock knock!


    Hearing the knocks outside the bedroom, Ling Chen casually responded, "Come in!"


    As the door opened, Hu Fei walked in carrying several bags, his round chubby face full of smiles.


    "Hey!" Ling Chen smiled and said, "Fatty, what wind blew you here? Tsk tsk! What good stuff have you bought?"


    Hu Fei ced the bags down with a grin, taking out a few bottles of erguotou and some cold dishes, cing them on the table.


    "What’s this for?"


    "I heard you’ve been in a bad mood these past two days, so I specially came to have a drink with you. Come on, let’s have a toast!"


    After gulping down a ss of erguotou, Ling Chen looked at Hu Fei and asked, "Fatty, how did you know I was feeling down?"


    "Isn’t it obvious? I understand women better than you do. But I’m smarter than you; I just have fun with women without getting too emotionally involved, saving myself a lot of trouble. Unlike you, entangled with so many women, only to end up a mess. Look at you, Nanrong Wanqing has broken up with you, Leng Feifei has gone abroad, and your thing with Zhu Xiaozhu has be well-known. Even if you clear things with Zhu Xiaozhuter, when you’re with other women, how do you think people will see you? As a yboy, disloyal, and eventually as a scumbag in others’ eyes."


    Hearing this, Ling Chen’s already troubled mood worsened.


    Picking up his ss, Ling Chen asked, "Fatty, do you really think I’m a scumbag?"


    "Not really, you haven’t yed with women’s feelings, but with so many entanglements, have you ever thought about whom to choose?"


    "Hey! Don’t talk nonsense. What do you mean by entanglements? I am just ordinary friends with them." Ling Chen immediately corrected.


    "Ordinary friends?" Hu Fei chuckled mischievously. "Do you really think I don’t know? Your rtionship with Xia Mutong isn’t that of just ordinary friends, is it? Besides Xia Mutong, I won’t even mention Leng Feifei, and then there’s the porridge girl. Dare you say you are just ordinary friends with them?"


    Hu Fei’s words left Ling Chen without a rebuttal. Admittedly, he had indeed had more than tonic rtionships with these women. Truth be told, whenever he faced them, he found it hard to maintain the mindset of an ordinary friend.


    Reflecting on this, Ling Chen couldn’t help but sigh, "Fatty, listening to you, I do feel like a scumbag."


    "Alright! Don’t think too much about it. If I were you, I would stay away from those women." Hu Fei said: "You’re all confused yourself, not clear about your feelings. Since that’s the case, you might as well pull yourself out of it and temporarily ignore these things. Focus on managing the base and put your mind on other things. Over time, let everything take its course. You must remember, feelings cannot be forced; what is yours will be yours, no matter how much time passes, she will be there waiting for you."


    Ling Chen nodded in agreement. Hu Fei was right; the women were precisely what was troubling him now.


    "Fatty, I didn’t expect you to be a master of emotions," Ling Chen decided to set aside these vexing matters for now, just as Hu Fei suggested.


    "Of course!" Hu Fei said proudly, "I’ve dealt with not hundreds, but at least dozens of women; I’ve got way more experience than you."


    Pfft!


    Ling Chen didn’t hold back, retorting, "All those women you deal with are paid for. How could you have the nerve to brag in front of me? Alright, enough about that, how are things at the base?"


    At Ling Chen’s mention of business, Hu Fei put down his ss and said, "Everything’s normal now. The leftover forces of the God Organization in East Sea City have mostly been cleared up."