Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God-Chapter 858

The man in the Tang suit's sharp gaze startled the old man; this guy looked like trouble. He quickly thought of picking up his granddaughter and leaving.

However, the little girl didn't feel scared at all and let out a crisp laugh as she trotted towards the man in the Tang suit.

"Uncle, have some candy." The little girl offered her lollipop to the man in the Tang suit, her chubby little hand and chubby little face, along with her innocent child's voice, were simply adorable.

Her grandfather, however, was terrified. They had just disturbed the man in the Tang suit, and now, inadvertently, his granddaughter had run over to him. This was bad.

"Sorry, sorry..." The old man apologized repeatedly, wanting to go over and pick up his granddaughter.

But at this moment, the man in the Tang suit's sharp gaze unexpectedly softened, and a hint of a gentle smile appeared on his previously cold face.

"Uncle doesn't eat candy, you eat it yourself." The man in the Tang suit said to the little girl, his tone gentle, as if he were a big softie.

"Uncle, eat the candy." The little girl insisted on giving the lollipop to the man in the Tang suit.

The man in the Tang suit showed no impatience. Instead, he accepted the lollipop with a smile and said, "Thank you."

The old man, seeing this, finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but smile too. This scene was so heartwarming. It seemed he had misunderstood the man in the Tang suit; he wasn't as fierce as he looked.

The man in the Tang suit reached out and patted the little girl's hair, then looked up at the old man and said, "She's really cute, thank you."

The old man came over, picked up the little girl, and said, "Sorry, the child is ignorant and disturbed you."

The man in the Tang suit smiled and said, "It's okay."

The old man then took his granddaughter and walked away.

The man in the Tang suit looked down at the lollipop in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then carefully tucked it into his pocket before continuing to close his eyes and relax, waiting quietly for Lin Fan's arrival.

As time passed, the park became more crowded and bustling. The man in the Tang suit was in the midst of the lively scene, yet remained as still as a post. But as 7 a.m. was about to end, the man in the Tang suit was getting a bit restless.

Could it be that Lin Fan wasn't planning to show up?

Suddenly, the man in the Tang suit opened his eyes, his face showing an unstoppable smile of delight: "You came."

There was Lin Fan, walking towards him.

Lin Fan's footsteps were light, and with the park full of people, the man in the Tang suit had his eyes closed just now, yet he was able to recognize Lin Fan's footsteps among so many people!

Lin Fan couldn't help but be a bit surprised; this Sun Jianjun indeed had some skill. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Sorry, I overslept. Haven't had breakfast yet; I brushed my teeth and came over." Lin Fan said with a chuckle.

The man in the Tang suit, Sun Jianjun, was taken aback. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead; this was supposed to be a showdown, yet Lin Fan overslept. This was just too nonchalant.

"Would you like to have breakfast first?" Sun Jianjun asked calmly.

Lin Fan replied, "No need, let's finish this quickly. I still have to rush back to the Company for a meeting."

Sun Jianjun said, "You're still so confident, thinking you can defeat me quickly and end this fight?"

Lin Fan said, "It shouldn't take long. I calculated the time. If I end the fight and drive a little faster, without traffic, I can still have breakfast before the meeting."

Sun Jianjun was a bit angry inside. He took this duel very seriously, yet Lin Fan's attitude seemed too frivolous and careless, as if he didn't take it seriously at all!

In this situation, there was only one possibility: Lin Fan thought he was superior and didn't regard him at all!

This kid was so arrogant!

Sun Jianjun didn't mind others being arrogant, but they must have real skills to earn his respect. Otherwise, blind arrogance would only lead to self-destruction; once he made a move, he wouldn't hold back.

He really misunderstood Lin Fan; Lin Fan's laid-back attitude wasn't due to arrogance but laziness. Initially, he didn't plan to fight Sun Jianjun. He later agreed because he was moved by Sun Jianjun's pure martial spirit. But agreeing was one thing; getting up early to fight wasn't something he was very interested in.

After all, Lin Fan, the richest man in Yun City, revered by millions, was ultimately a young man who loved to sleep in. A young man who liked to laze in bed couldn't have any bad intentions at heart, right?

"Alright, let me see your skills!"

Sun Jianjun said coldly. As he spoke, he stood up and faced Lin Fan.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing their clothes to flutter, creating a tense atmosphere as if a fight was about to break out.

Suddenly, there came a cry from the side, the sound of a little girl crying.

It was very familiar!

Sun Jianjun instinctively turned his head and looked, frowning.

Not far away, a chubby and adorable little girl, about three years old, sat on the ground crying. Nearby were a man and a woman. The man was a very tall and strong white man, wearing gym clothes and a vest, revealing two muscular arms that looked like they could punch a bull to death.

This white man's face showed disdain; the little girl had been playing and accidentally bumped into his leg. Out of instinctive reaction, she wrapped her arms around his leg. Her hands, just after playing in the mud, smudged mud on the foreigner's leg.

The foreigner disdainfully moved his leg away, causing the little girl to fall to the ground, and she started crying in fright.

Initially, the little girl was playing happily. Although she bumped into the foreigner, she clutched his leg, looked up with a cute and radiant smile, and this innocent smile was heart-melting.

But the foreigner was evidently an exception. Not only did he not feel warm, but he also looked with disdain and cursed incomprehensibly in his own language, expressing dissatisfaction.

The woman with him, a woman in her twenties, also used the foreign language to try to comfort him.

Seeing this situation, the little girl's grandfather hurried over, bent down to pick up his granddaughter, not even having time to soothe her, and quickly bowed repeatedly, apologizing to the foreigner: "I'm sorry, the child doesn't know any better, really sorry."

The foreigner turned to ask the young woman what the old man was saying.

The young woman repeated the old man's words in the foreign language.

The foreigner understood; the old man was apologizing to him, but he clearly didn't accept this apology, continuing to curse, and reaching out to shove the old man.

The old man couldn't withstand this and stumbled, falling to the ground along with the little girl.

The little girl, terrified, cried even louder.

This scene drew the attention of bystanders. The foreigner was over the top; the old man apologized, but was it necessary to shove him?

The foreigner pointed at the old man, chattering away.

The young woman translated: "Old man, Mr. Wilson says you should come over and clean the mud off his calf. Kneel down to clean it, and then he will forgive you and your granddaughter."

What?

The old man was shocked: "Miss, could you please tell this foreigner that I can help him clean it, but could he not make me kneel?"

The young woman translated the old man's words to the foreigner.

Wilson showed a contemptuous smile, shook his head, and clenched his fist as a signal that if the old man didn't comply, he would beat him up.

The old man was no match for this foreigner. Under pressure, he had no choice but to kneel. The old man put his granddaughter aside, just about to kneel to the foreigner.

At this moment, a hand reached out from the side, lifting the old man up.