【Urban Fragrance Records】(Revised Edition) (Chapters 201-240) Author: Lin Gege

Author: Lin Gege
Word Count: 143863

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Chapter 201

Neat furniture and environment, bright wooden floors, elegant crystal chandeliers, soft sofas,
elegant and beautiful home appliances, a spacious interior, and a faint fragrance permeating the air—all these
things that could only be seen on television were now realistically presented before her.

In an instant, He Shufen felt a sense of unreality, but Meng Jingyun was truly standing
behind .

"Husband, is this really your home?"

"Hehe!"

Meng Jingyun chuckled and stepped forward to embrace the beautiful woman, teasingly saying, "Don't you believe me?"

He then pecked her ear. "No!"

He Shufen looked up at Meng Jingyun shyly and said, "I just feel a little unreal."

"Am I not real?"

Meng Jingyun said with a laugh, then took He Shufen's petal-like lips into his mouth. The beauty obediently closed her beautiful big
eyes , her slender hands resting on Meng Jingyun's shoulders, her lips parted to welcome Meng Jingyun's kiss, her high-heeled
feet gently standing on the ground, her jade hands sliding to Meng Jingyun's back, wrapping around her lover's neck, gulp! Her snow-white neck
gurgled and throbbed, as if swallowing some sweet nectar, her pink tongue darting out,
teasing and swirling under Meng Jingyun's big tongue, sucking passionately with moans.

Her ten toes, encased in black stockings, curled forcefully, the bandaged high-heeled sandals clattering
against the wooden floor with Meng Jingyun's movements, like a magnificent tango, captivating and mesmerizing. A smile played on Meng Jingyun's lips, his eyes remaining open
throughout .

Gazing at the peasant woman, He Shufen, who was kissing him with her eyes closed in ecstasy, a surge of
intense . It was a possessiveness, a powerful possessiveness. Such a juicy and alluring woman—Meng Jingyun
had felt the urge to possess her the first time he saw her. Just one look at her large, firm buttocks told him she must be
a voluptuous and juicy beauty.

He hadn't expected this woman to be so shy, repeatedly enduring his advances without resistance. That
coy resistance only fueled his intense pleasure.

Meng Jingyun knew this young woman liked him. The blush on her face had already made him understand He Shufen's
subtle thoughts: she liked him and didn't want to refuse, but as a woman experiencing the violation of a strange man on her first time,
she had to politely decline.

Full lips, a thin tongue, intertwined, the beautiful woman's satisfied moans, and the subtle expressions of
fear that Meng Jingyun would pull his tongue away and pursue her—all of this, in Meng Jingyun's eyes, was simply incredibly pleasurable
.

With a flick of his tongue, he sucked the smooth, delicate tongue of the beautiful woman into his mouth. Holding He Shufen's face, he
pressed his lips tightly against hers, sucking deeply. The beautiful woman seemed unaccustomed to Meng Jingyun's frenzied actions. Her delicate
eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her curved eyelashes half-opened. She glanced at him and saw her lover looking at her. She immediately closed her eyes shyly,
her face flushed. She then slowed her sucking, still letting Meng Jingyun freely sweep his tongue in her mouth. She only murmured
softly trying to stand on tiptoe and tilt her long neck back to respond to Meng Jingyun's kiss.

With a soft slap, Meng Jingyun's hands slid from the
jade-like woman's smooth face down her temples, removing her hair clip and casually tossing it onto the sofa. He Shufen's long, dark hair cascaded down like ribbons, enhancing her allure.
He then slowly peeled off her outer vest, leaving it on the sofa as well. Turning around, he kissed He Shufen from behind.
Knowing what Meng Jingyun was about to do, the jade-like woman wrapped her arms around his neck, lying on his chest to kiss him,
her breasts still undulating under his large hands.

One by one, the buttons of her white shirt were undone by Meng Jingyun, and her perfectly shaped breasts, brimming with vitality,
swelled slightly as they were freed from their restraints, rising and falling with her rapid breathing, like blooming flower buds
.

Meng Jingyun's large hands kneaded the outside of the black lace bra a few times, squeezing the pair of
large, snowy breasts (37F cup) from both sides, making them fit tightly together. This made the white cleavage in the middle
appear defined, its curves like gentle waves. The delicate skin, under Meng Jingyun's pressure, radiated
vitality.

He Shufen's passion was clearly being gradually aroused by Meng Jingyun's hands. Her kissing
movements slowed noticeably, her mind focused on the tender breasts. Her breathing became increasingly rapid, as if all the blood and energy in her body
was being released through those swollen breasts. "Oh! Husband!..."

Meng Jingyun slowly peeled off the shirt, gently heaving the full breasts a few times before gently pushing the black
lace bra up. With a whoosh, a pair of snowy, delicate, round, and firm breasts burst forth,
exuding an explosive aura.

In an instant, Meng Jingyun grasped a breast in each hand, kneading and squeezing it wantonly and softly. The feel was simply
amazing—not too soft, not too hard, round and tender without sagging at all. Unlike some women whose
breasts had completely deformed by this age, hanging lifelessly on their chests, devoid of any sexual appeal, He Shufen's
breasts were not only round and fragrant with milk, but also firm and unyielding. Even the surrounding skin was milky white,
without a single pore or blemish. Holding them in his hands, he could fully feel the swelling sensation.

The nipples were like strawberries, and the areolas were pink—so incredibly sexy. Meng Jingyun
didn't want to , but he had more important places to conquer.

While his left hand held her breast, his right hand slid down to her stockinged thigh, slowly lifting the hem of her skirt and caressing her full,
juicy, and wet vulva. He Shufen immediately shrank back, letting out a soft moan. Meng Jingyun's fingers merely
caressed the outer lips of her vulva, a slight flick, yet unexpectedly, it stirred up a curtain of spring water.

The flower path felt like a valley filled with water, its depths swelling and filling her vulva
. "Auntie, there's so much water down there! Hehe..."

"...Hmm...Don't say...Husband...Oh!"

Before He Shufen could finish speaking, she suddenly felt Meng Jingyun press against the edge of her vulva. With
a squelch, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, like a waterfall, the juices flowing freely and splashing onto
the floor.

With a rustling sound, Meng Jingyun immediately stripped off all his clothes, his penis erect and proud like a baby's.
Like an arm, with bulging veins, it looked like an iron bar extending from between her hip bones. As Meng Jingyun
slowly walked towards her, the sight of his long, thick member swaying below filled He Shufen
with fear. She still remembered the scene of being bullied by Meng Jingyun last night, where he had taken down three women. Now, she was alone;
wouldn't she be killed?

Thinking of this, He Shufen's face turned pale and then red. Although she was afraid, she couldn't control herself.
"Husband, I...I'm scared!"

Meng Jingyun sat down on the sofa and pulled the
beautiful woman into his arms. He Shufen immediately felt the hot, throbbing thing under her buttocks. "Hehe, don't be afraid, your husband will cherish you."

As he spoke, Meng Jingyun lifted the beautiful woman's tight skirt to her waist and slapped her plump buttocks a few times. "
Auntie , why don't you sit on it yourself!"

He Shufen swallowed, supported herself on Meng Jingyun's arm, raised her silk-stockinged feet, spread her round legs,
pursed her petal-like mouth a few times, opened a lewd little slit, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, she held her breath and concentrated,
then one of her slender white hands grabbed Meng Jingyun's throbbing penis, and when she saw the glans red and shiny, like
a fist, her ears burned and her heart pounded. She pursed her lips and slowly sat down.

"Let me do it!"

Meng Jingyun pursed his lips, grasped his large penis, and aimed it at He Shufen's delicate little mouth.
"Okay, sit down, stop!"

When their bodies were pressed together, Meng Jingyun rubbed his penis against the opening of her vulva a few times, creating a small
opening. He Shufen's entire vulva undulated, swallowing his glans in one go.

"Oh!"

Both of them groaned at the same time, feeling all the pleasure concentrated in that area of intercourse, a sensation that was both tingling and itchy
. Meng Jingyun lay down on the sofa, his gentle gaze watching his penis
being swallowed little by little by He Shufen's full vulva. The vulva parted, and looking at the rich expressions on the beautiful woman's face, a mixture of coquettishness and reproach, shyness and timidity,
and a hint of stubbornness, it was truly the greatest enjoyment in life.

Splat! It was fully inserted, and water sprayed out from the side opening. "Oh!"

He Shufen let out a long sigh, her eyebrows opening and closing, a wave of satisfaction rippling across her beautiful face.

Meng Jingyun felt the same way. The budding flower, moist and warm, held his penis, the feeling of flesh enveloping flesh, as if it were
melting him, a tight union.

The lower half was tightly joined, and the upper half too. Meng Jingyun lifted He Shufen's thighs, still clad in bandaged high heels and stockings,
behind his back, his large hands cupping He Shufen's swollen buttocks,
slapping and squeezing them, so that his penis could feel the tightness of her vaginal embrace.

"Mmm, so hot..."

"Turn around, you slut!"

He Shufen gave Meng Jingyun a coquettish look, pulled back her lotus feet, stood on tiptoe, and with a pop, lifted her buttocks,
turning around to present her round, pert buttocks to Meng Jingyun. With a soft "plop," she once again took Meng Jingyun's penis into her vagina
.

"So good!"

Meng Jingyun thrust in response.

*Ding...* Just then, by sheer coincidence, He Shufen's phone rang. "Don't answer!"

Meng Jingyun, holding He Shufen's waist, began to thrust vigorously, *slap slap slap slap slap! *

Each thrust went all the way in, each stroke producing wetness, *squeak! squeak! squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak!* He Shufen's snow-white neck
straightened , her eyes closed, moaning softly, her toes gripping the ground, her head swaying, her long black hair
bouncing and contracting like a spring under Meng Jingyun's thrusts. After their previous encounter, she had begun to adapt to Meng Jingyun's large member,
her plump buttocks slapping against his scrotum, splashing water everywhere.

She self-pityingly grasped her pair of snow-white, high breasts, kneading them wantonly, oh oh oh enjoying
unprecedented pleasure.

*Ring...* The ringing of cell phones continued, one after another. This battle of flesh was like a symphony,
with loud slapping sounds. "

Husband, it's so big and big... Oh!" *

Slap slap slap slap...

* Meng Jingyun lay comfortably on the sofa, thrusting his hips wildly, his whole body focused on
his penis, tossing He Shufen, who was sitting on him, up and down. Especially when he saw his large penis
being , her fleshy opening sucking and smacking his penis like a little mouth, the exhilarating pleasure
was like a loud song, reaching its climax and lingering, wave after wave.

*Ring...* The phone was still ringing.

"Husband! Please... stop for a moment..."

The mature woman He Shufen turned her head and glanced at Meng Jingyun.

*Snap snap snap snap...

* "Oh...oh...please...squeak...give me the phone..."

Meng Jingyun's face was ashen, his steel-like muscles bulging like dragons and snakes. "Don't answer!"

*Squeak squeak squeak, pfft! Pfft!* " ...

Husband!"

He Shufen pleaded. Seeing that Meng Jingyun remained unmoved, she rubbed her buttocks and pressed down on Meng Jingyun's penis
, refusing to move. "Give me your phone!"

"You spoilsport!"

Meng Jingyun pulled open the small bag He Shufen had thrown on the sofa, found the phone among a pile of cosmetics, and saw it was Liu
Tian's.

He Shufen took the phone and her face immediately fell. She calmed her breathing before answering the phone. "Hello!"

"You finally answered the phone! Where are you?"

"I'm home."

"Why did you go back if you're not watching the shop!"

Hearing Liu Tian's words, He Shufen was furious. Judging from Liu Tian's tone, it was
as . "I'm tired. Can't I come back to rest?"

"If you leave, who will watch the shop? Come back quickly."

"Can't you watch the shop?"

He Shufen was furious. She had felt a little guilty for betraying him, but now she thought it was unnecessary. Feeling
the penis inside her vagina getting thicker and thicker, she began to slowly stroke it.

"Snap!"

Meng Jingyun lit a cigarette. Seeing He Shufen start moving on her own, he lay back
on the sofa, enjoying himself immensely. He slightly lifted his hips, signaling her to continue. He Shufen immediately closed her eyes and began to thrust deeply. There was no
sound on the phone for a long time, and she didn't care what Liu Tian thought, so she simply hung up and tossed the phone onto the sofa.

She pursed her lips, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, stood on tiptoe
, and began to muffledly sway her hips, making soft, rhythmic sounds as she thrust, twisting and grinding her plump buttocks. "Husband!"
" Is it good?"

"Not bad!" Meng Jingyun pursed his lips

, leisurely smoking. "Continue, you slut!"

"I am my husband's little slut ! Mmm
... Chapter 202 A black Mercedes-Benz sped along the asphalt road like a raging torrent, its speed cutting through the landscape. Under the gentle morning sun, it resembled a streak of light on a pedestrian bridge, its dark glow shimmering and shifting, exuding nobility and domineering power. In front of the Third Municipal Middle School was a kilometer-long mangrove-lined street. The trees on both sides of the street were lush and intertwined, forming a vibrant natural landscape, like a tunnel. In the early autumn, the sunlight filtered through the shadows onto the dimly lit street . A gentle breeze rustled, and fallen leaves fluttered against the car window. "Young Master Ye, we'll reach the Third Municipal Middle School after we pass through this mangrove forest," Zhou Chao, dressed in a suit and tie, said to Ye Feng, who was reclining in the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz . The autumn weather was slightly cool. Today, Ye Feng was dressed in white casual trousers, white sneakers, a dark turtleneck long-sleeved shirt, and a yellow leather jacket. A striped tie was tied around his neck, and his flowing bangs framed a pair of black-rimmed glasses. At this moment, Ye Feng crossed his arms, thumbs tucked, his eyes slightly closed, squinting as he observed the scenery outside the car window . He felt a sense of anticipation for No. 3 Middle School. "Well, have you found out anything about their movements?" "I was just about to report that to you!" "Speak!" "A few days ago, a minor leader of the Axe Gang, Ah Qi, led over sixty men to disrupt the Sky Wolf Gang's territory, and they haven't returned since." "A few days ago!" Ye Feng's lips curled into a hint of displeasure. "Boss Zhou, you only learned about this a few days ago? After operating for so long, is this all you've got?" "I'm incompetent, the situation is too tense." "I hate excuses the most. If you're truly incompetent, then I can suggest that the Crown Prince replace you." Upon hearing this, Zhou Chao panicked, his forehead instantly drenched in sweat. Replacing him—he knew what that meant. "Please rest assured, Young Master Ye, I've already sent people to monitor both gangs 24/7, and any movement will be reported immediately." "Couldn't you have someone infiltrate them?" Hearing this, Zhou Chao looked troubled. "Young Master Ye, you may not know, but I've also considered doing so, but—" "The Axe Gang is like a wounded tiger, constantly baring its teeth. Infiltrating them is really difficult. The Sky Wolf Gang, on the surface, is a small gang, as inconspicuous as its headquarters on Gold Coast. But from what I understand, their members are extremely secretive; only core members know how many they actually have." "Oh!" Ye Feng glanced sideways at Zhou Chao. "Even you don't know?" Zhou Chao shook his head. "I investigated those thugs who hung out with Hu Sun. They were all bound by mutual benefit, with no deep connection, and knew nothing about him." "Heh, hearing you say that, I underestimated the Sky Wolf Gang. It seems this Hu Sun is quite mysterious !" Ye Feng's lips curled slightly, his face showing disdain. The weather was cool, with dark clouds overhead. A soft breeze dispersed the morning dew on the grass, bringing a moist scent that refreshed the body and mind, invigorating the spirit. At the entrance of Huaiyang No. 3 Middle School, the street vendors who had disappeared for two months returned today, pushing their tricycles to sell breakfast. They offered snacks like fried dough sticks, rice noodles, flat rice noodles, tea eggs, bread, and soy milk—affordable and inexpensive breakfasts that often earned them more than their regular jobs. Students, chatting amongst themselves, strolled into the campus, freely moving under the bright sunshine, breathing in the fresh, free air. Although there was still some time before class, many students had already arrived early, as it was the first day of school. The senior year classrooms were on the fourth floor, with three adjacent classes. After class, students generally didn't go downstairs except to use the restrooms; they just stayed in the hallways, enjoying the breeze and chatting. "Qiaoling, going to the restroom?" "A little." "Wait for me." Classmate Hou Xiaomei caught up with Lin Xiaodie and the other girl, holding hands and chatting and laughing as they walked downstairs. At this moment, Meng Jingyun was leaning on the railing smoking. Among all the students in the entire Third Middle School, he was probably the only one who dared to smoke so brazenly in a public place on campus. No student dared to compare with him. If you didn't believe it, once caught by the teacher on duty, you would immediately receive a demerit. As for this problem student Meng Jingyun, fighting was commonplace, let alone smoking. Even the principal wouldn't say anything if he saw it, let alone the teachers. They all preferred to avoid trouble, knowing that Meng Jingyun was not someone to be trifled with. He usually had a cold and unapproachable demeanor, and if you messed with him, who knew what kind of trouble would result. Meng Jingyun lazily glanced at the three girls' retreating figures as they went downstairs, and pursed his lips. He just couldn't understand why these girls would walk together just to pee. He was a loner at school, used to being alone, and even when Hu Sun was around, he rarely spoke. To outsiders, Meng Jingyun was a deep, quiet student, indifferent to everyone, and no one knew what he was thinking. They couldn't get close to him, but his cool demeanor attracted many girls' secret admirers. He received countless love letters, but never replied. Sometimes he didn't even bother to read them, simply tossing them to his deskmate, Lin Xiaodie, to deal with. *Beep beep!* "What are you doing?" Meng Jingyun glanced at the text message from Liu Yifei on his phone, his lips pursed. "I'm working! What about you?"

Soon, another message came in: "Me too, at the company. I'm planning to go to Tianfu Residential Area today,
but I don't know if I can get in."

It ended with a smiley face with a tongue sticking out.

Meng Jingyun thought for a moment, "If you can't get in, come find me."

"Okay!"

Beep beep beep! Just then, a car horn sounded at the school gate. Meng Jingyun glanced sideways and saw a black
Mercedes-Benz drive in. Where did the school get a Mercedes-Benz? Although puzzled, Meng Jingyun ignored
it and returned to the classroom to continue exchanging information with Liu Yifei.

The luxurious Mercedes-Benz drove into the school gate under the envious gazes of countless students. Mercedes-Benz,
a symbol of money and power, is not uncommon on city streets, but this was the first time it had been seen in a school. The meaning and
impact were different.

There are many successful people in society, and even the most proud students wouldn't compare themselves to them. But in school,
everyone starts on the same footing, everyone is equal. If a student drives a Mercedes to school every day
, the fragile self-esteem of others will be severely damaged.

"Tch, what's with the showing off!"

"So what if he was born into a wealthy family! What's so great about him!"

"Damn it, I've seen these rich kids the most, parasites on society..."

Some arrogant students turned and walked away after seeing the Mercedes.

A luxury car worth over a million yuan, they might never be able to afford it in their entire lives, but others can easily
obtain it . They are all diligent students, braving wind and rain every day, burying themselves in their studies
. Why is the goal they secretly resolved to strive for their whole lives being trampled underfoot by others?

Flowers in a greenhouse always live in a world of equality. They don't understand that the outside
world . Driven by money, self-respect means kneeling to earn money. These are lessons they only
learn after life has worn them down. "Better to die standing than live kneeling" is a saying of heroes. They think they are
heroes , but most of them are just cowards.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Principal Du Hongfen, Director of Academic Affairs Chen Wenhui, and a group of school leaders had already come forward to greet them.
Zhou Chao got out first. Although Zhou Chao rarely came to school, his photo was on the school bulletin board, and everyone recognized him
as a member of the school's board of directors.

Everyone thought Zhou Chao would exchange pleasantries with Du Hongfen after getting out of the car. Many students were relieved at this moment, realizing it was a member of the board of directors
' car. They had thought it was one of the students' rides. They immediately felt at ease. But after Zhou Chao got out of the car, he opened
the back door, and a handsome and noble-looking young man stepped out.

The young man had a high nose bridge and a slightly thin build, but exuded a sharp and charismatic aura. His lips were slightly upturned, carrying
a playful smile, and his eyes were bright and piercing—clearly a handsome and talented young man. The fact that a school board member had to condescend to open the car door surprised not only the students but also the school leaders

behind him, who were secretly speechless. "Wow! So handsome!" Hou Xiaomei exclaimed, her face full of infatuation. Turning her head, she saw Li Qiaoling and Lin Xiaodie also staring at Ye Feng. She playfully waved her hand, "Are you stunned?" The two girls gave her a playful glare. "Hehe, I thought Meng Jingyun was the most handsome boy in our school, but another one has arrived. Xiaodie , do you think Meng Jingyun is more handsome, or this boy?" "...I don't know." "Qiaoling, what about you?" "What do you think?" Li Qiaoling countered. "Hehe, well, I think this guy is more charming." "You think his car is more charming!" After saying that, Li Qiaoling pulled Lin Xiaodie away, "Come on! Don't pay attention to this lovesick girl." "Wait for me! I really hope he transfers to our class, then I can admire two handsome guys every day, hehe!" "Do you know who he is?" At this moment, Ma Jie and Liang Shaolong were also standing on the playground, watching from afar. Their faces still had bruises. Liang Shaolong had just been punched yesterday, so he had no mind to care about other people's business. He snorted coldly and turned to leave. The school bell rang suddenly, startling a flock of birds from the branches, which flew over the sky, and the noisy campus instantly returned to silence. "Sigh, from now on we need to enter a state of intense preparation, we can't relax any longer." "You kid, haven't you had enough fun yet!" "Play my foot! I've been studying all summer." "You're really unlucky, haha, cheer up, there are still a few months until the college entrance exam, no rush. Let's talk about something interesting, did you hear about what happened at the school gate yesterday?" "Of course I heard about it as soon as I got here today." "Hehe, look at those two guys, their faces are still swollen. If you ask me, they deserved to be beaten up. Damn it, they think they're so great, they don't even look at people properly. It's a shame I didn't see it yesterday." At this moment, the whole classroom was noisy, and the main topic of discussion was Liang Shaolong and Ma Jie being beaten up at the school gate yesterday. There were all sorts of things being said, but the core of the matter was that Liang Shaolong wanted to compete with Meng Jingyun for Lin Xiaodie, so Meng Jingyun had someone beat up Liang Shaolong. There are plenty of rumors circulating at school, and no one knows who spread them, but even the fact that the two complained to the principal was revealed. "That kid is too despicable, using such underhanded tactics." "Right? But Meng Jingyun is cunning too. Knowing he has a criminal record and will be expelled for fighting, he didn't fight himself, but found someone else to do it for him, hehe..." In school, good students are often isolated, especially those who like to tattle, which is exactly what Liang Shaolong is like. He's a good student, a class leader, and rather arrogant, making him very easy to offend . So when he gets into trouble, everyone loves to see him make a fool of himself. "What are you yelling about!" Liang Shaolong finally couldn't hold back anymore. He stood up abruptly, his angry gaze sweeping around. The students who met his eyes all lowered their heads and curled their lips. As class monitor, Liang Shaolong had the authority to maintain class discipline when the teacher was absent. Furthermore, his mother was the school 's dean of students' studies, giving him some influence among the students. No matter what, they didn't want to oppose him and risk retaliation. Meng Jingyun might not be afraid, but they still had their reservations. "Damn it! What's he so smug about? He's just a nobody class monitor, what's so great about him?" * Chapter 203

"Damn it! What's with the smugness? She's just a class monitor, what's so great about her?"

Wang Zhiping scoffed. "She is great!"

Zhang Haijun, sitting behind, chimed in, "Her mother is the dean of students. Do you have a mother like that?"
"Alright! You two, stop yelling. Let's talk about something else!"

"Something else? What should we talk about?"

Zhang Haijun glanced at his classmate, whose face was dark and whose hair was sticking up like a pheasant's. "Chicken, if we're not
talking about him, are we talking about how many hens you've slept with and how many chicks they've laid?"

Hearing this, several classmates around him laughed.

"Go to hell! I'm talking to you seriously. Didn't you see a rich young master come in this morning? This kid's
status is definitely not ordinary. Do you think he's the son of the school board member?"

"Have you ever seen a father open the car door for his son?"

Wang Zhiping said.

"That's right!"

"If you ask me, he's probably some rich young master. Hehe, this is going to be a good show for our school."

"How so?"

Wang Zhiping smiled when he saw the two of them looking at him. "Think about it, Meng Jingyun is the most
difficult person to mess with in our school, and now another rich young master has arrived. As far as I know, these rich second-generation kids are all womanizers,
and the two most beautiful girls in the school are in our class, and they both have some connection with Meng Jingyun. Do you think
there won't be any conflict between them? Hehe, I'm really looking forward to it. Two tigers fighting, I wonder who will win!"

"Is there any suspense?"

Zhang Haijun said, "It's definitely that rich young master. He has power and influence. What does Meng Jingyun have? Just
a muscle man."

Just then, the homeroom teacher, Zhu Shigang, arrived at the classroom door, and the noisy noise immediately disappeared.
"Liang Shaolong."

"Teacher!"

"Have a few students come to my office to collect their books and distribute them."

With that, Zhu Shigang turned and left. Liang Shaolong stepped forward and casually pointed to Zhang Haijun,
Wang Zhiping, and He Genhong.

"Chicken" was He Genhong's nickname. "Damn it, this is definitely settling a personal score."

"Is that even a question? If you asked him to name Meng Jingyun, would he dare?"

"Stop talking, it's good to stretch your muscles, hehe!"

"Shameless!"

The two simultaneously gave Chicken the middle finger.

In the principal's office, Zhou Chao and Du Hongfen sat on the sofa exchanging pleasantries, while Ye Feng stood in the corner looking at calligraphy and paintings.
"Ye Feng, do you like calligraphy and paintings?"

"No."

Ye Feng didn't even turn his head.

Just from Ye Feng's words, Du Hongfen knew that the student standing before her was definitely arrogant,
somewhat similar to Meng Jingyun. However, Meng Jingyun was more tactful, while this young boy, full of unruly
spirit, was completely out of place.

"You were at Tianbao Middle School before?"

Du Hongfen held Ye Feng's student file in her hand. Although she had already looked at it, the information on it was pitifully scarce.
Apart from his name, there was no introduction in the family section. "Can you tell me why you transferred to our school
?"

At this moment, Ye Feng turned back to the sofa, pondered for a moment, and then smiled and said, "I'm also helpless, but it's
an arrangement from above."

"From above!"

Du Hongfen guessed that "from above" must refer to Ye Feng's family. Although Zhou Chao hadn't revealed anything, she
could already see some clues. "There shouldn't be any problems now, Principal Du?"

Zhou Chao smiled.

"No, no problem."

At this moment, Du Hongfen had already made up her mind not to assign Ye Feng to the senior class. Just
as , two tigers cannot share one mountain. If these two were together, there would definitely be friction. But Ye Feng's words
put her in a difficult position. "If there are no problems, I hope to be assigned to the senior class."

"Why?"

"I want to be in the class with the best grades. This request is not unreasonable, is it?"

Du Hongfen said with difficulty, "But Class 3 is already full."

"Principal Du, please help me out. The classroom is so big. Adding one more desk won't take up much space,
right?"

Zhou Chao spoke up. Although he was a member of the school board, he didn't have the power to influence the education department. Many
things had to be done based on personal relationships.

"Alright!"

Du Hongfen considered it for a moment and finally had to agree. She thought she would take it one step at a time. It was best if the two arrogant
guys didn't cause any trouble. She got up and pressed the internal phone. "Director Chen, please ask Teacher Zhu to come over."

Knock knock knock! Chen Wenhui knocked a few times on the open warehouse door, looking at Zhu Shigang who was busy inside.
"Teacher Zhu, the principal requests your presence."

"Wait a moment!"

Zhu Shigang nodded, then pointed to several bundles of books with marked covers and said to Zhang Haijun and the other three beside him, "They're
all numbered, don't take the wrong ones."

Then he turned and walked out of the warehouse. "Let's go!"

"You go, I won't go."

As soon as Zhu Shigang left, Chen Wenhui immediately called her son Liang Shaolong out. "Mom, what's wrong?"

Chen Wenhui lovingly touched her son's bruised face, feeling sorry for him. "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Liang Shaolong brushed Chen Wenhui's hand away, glanced at Zhang Haijun and the other two who were smirking, and turned to walk to the side.
"What is it? Speak!"

Chen Wenhui knew her son was obsessed with saving face, but as a mother, seeing her son beaten up and being unable
to do anything about it was a painful experience. She knew perfectly well that Meng Jingyun had ordered the beating, but
Lei Bao wasn't from the school. What could she do? Calling the police was out of the question; she could only suffer in silence. "Xiaolong, listen to
me. Don't fight with Meng Jingyun. That kid is heartless. It's just a woman. You have such good grades, you're
so outstanding, and you're handsome. The important thing now is to focus on your studies, get into your ideal university, and
go to Hong Kong to find your uncle after graduation. You'll have all kinds of women then."

"You don't understand. I just can't stand that guy's arrogant attitude."

"Xiaolong, how can I explain this to you? There are so many people in this world you don't like. Are you going to fight everyone you
dislike ? When are you going to grow up and stop worrying me?"

"I just can't stand him."

Liang Shaolong slammed his fist on the railing, his lips twitching, his face grim and refusing to listen to anyone.
He was determined to defeat Meng Jingyun, otherwise his anger would never subside.

"You can't beat him."

"Who said that!"

His mother's words struck a nerve with Liang Shaolong, his pride wounded. He
roared hysterically, "You say I can't defeat him? I'll show you!"

With that, Liang Shaolong turned to leave.

"Xiaolong, Mom was wrong! Mom didn't mean that..."

Chen Wenhui grabbed her son from behind. "Let go!"

With a fierce pull, Chen Wenhui finally dragged Liang Shaolong into her office and slammed the door shut.

Liang Shaolong's face was filled with rage, his fists clenched tightly. In his heart, Meng Jingyun was his
first enemy, someone he had never lost to, yet he had repeatedly failed against Meng Jingyun. He prided himself on his exceptional intelligence;
if it came to strategy, a hundred Meng Jingyuns wouldn't be a match for him. But Meng Jingyun always solved problems with his fists.
He hated himself for not having befriended someone to act as his henchman.

At this moment, even his own mother said he couldn't beat Meng Jingyun. He felt betrayed,
hence his hysteria. As a mother, Chen Wenhui loved her son most. She didn't want him
to fight Meng Jingyun and go astray; she only wanted him to study hard and get into university.

However, given the current situation, Liang Shaolong's thinking had been driven to the extreme by Meng Jingyun. If this problem
wasn't resolved, who knew what might happen? Chen Wenhui was torn and in great pain.

She was a mother, and as a teacher, her conscience wouldn't allow her to devise any schemes
to deal with Meng Jingyun for her son. No matter how bad Meng Jingyun was, he was still a student. Although they often fought, Chen Wenhui,
as the head of the teaching department, knew Meng Jingyun quite well.

She knew Meng Jingyun never started trouble; it was just his personality that made him unpopular. Once a conflict escalated,
trouble would arise, just like with her son Liang Shaolong. Honestly, Meng Jingyun had never provoked him,
but Liang Shaolong had simply expressed his disapproval.

Chen Wenhui was worried that her son would go astray because he couldn't stand others and would fight them. But what could she do? It was all
a result of her spoiling him. "Xiaolong, do you really like Lin Xiaodie?" "

I must bring Meng Jingyun down."

Hearing this, Chen Wenhui knew that her son didn't truly love Lin Xiaodie to the point of obsession;
he just wanted to compete with Meng Jingyun. "Xiaolong, you've always been very smart."

Chen Wenhui hugged her son's head. "Mom is really worried about you. You know, you're all I have." "

Mom, I'm not being unreasonable. I really want to defeat him. Haven't you always taught me to face difficulties head-on and
never give up? Meng Jingyun is the first real rival I've ever faced. If I don't defeat him, I'll
never have any confidence."

"Xiaolong, you should learn to put yourself in others' shoes. Everyone faces many problems in life.
It's inevitable to feel aggrieved and resentful. If you keep dwelling on it, you'll live a very tiring life. Think about it, you have
better grades than him, you're smarter than him, and you're the class monitor. You have a bright future ahead of you. As for him, he's very powerful now, and
everyone in school is afraid of him. But someone like that definitely won't have a future. When we compare ourselves to others, we should compare the future,
not the present. A little humiliation is nothing. Which successful person hasn't suffered humiliation behind the scenes?"

Liang Shaolong understood these principles, but he just couldn't swallow his anger. "Mom, please help me. I
just want to beat him once."

"What do you want?"

"Kick him out of school,"

Liang Shaolong said viciously.

Hearing her son's request, Chen Wenhui remained silent for a long time. She was conflicted and in pain. Meng Jingyun
, though outwardly a student, was clearly a deep and calculating individual, not
easily dealt with. Just yesterday, Meng Jingyun had deliberately groped her outside the principal's office. Although
he hadn't , she knew it was a warning.

She herself was unconcerned about being bullied a few times; Chen Wenhui's biggest worry was that Meng Jingyun might
do something to harm her son, Liang Shaolong. Despite her concern, she couldn't stand by and do nothing for her son.

"Xiaolong, that kid is a mad dog. Whoever provokes him, he'll bite. Actually, dealing with him isn't
that difficult. There's an opportunity right now."

"What?"

Hearing his mother's words, Liang Shaolong immediately perked up.

"A rich young master is transferring to your class. I don't know him well, but he's definitely arrogant
, and his family background is certainly extraordinary. Why do you need to deal with Meng Jingyun yourself? Why not secretly help him?"

"You mean I should secretly fan the flames and let them fight like dogs?"

Chen Wenhui nodded. "You don't necessarily have to take action yourself to defeat your opponent. You need to learn to use others."

Liang Shaolong laughed, "Mom, you're so amazing! Let's do it this way, hehe!"

Chapter 204:

The teacher wasn't there. The classroom started making noise again, like a bustling market,
with all sorts of sounds. Ma Jie, the discipline committee member, looked furious but didn't know what to do. He was incredibly pathetic
. As long as Meng Jingyun was in the class, nobody paid him any attention. If

he dared to stand up and intervene, some fearless classmates would compare him to Meng Jingyun, saying things like, "
Why don't you care if Meng Jingyun is playing on his phone? Why are you interfering with me?" So, whenever Meng Jingyun was around, Ma Jie was just a pushover
.

*Slap slap slap!* Zhang Haijun and his two friends carried bundles of books to the podium, grimacing and making funny faces, their
backs aching . These three troublemakers were notorious in the class, their grades below average, neither good nor bad.

"What's all the noise about!"

He Genhong smacked the podium a few times with the blackboard eraser, sternly saying, "If you keep making noise, I'll make you
all stand on the playground and let your butts get in the sun! Hey! You little steamed bun, you dare to throw chalk at me? You don't want to live anymore,
you've gone too far..."

"He Genhong, hurry up and distribute the books!"

He Genhong was about to come down and deal with Wang Bao, but when he heard the literature committee member Li Qiaoling speak, he immediately
smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I'll distribute them right away." Then

he glared angrily at Wang Bao with a "you just wait" look.

Wang Bao, however, gave him the middle finger.

"You heartless bastards, stop just waiting for food! The three of us are exhausted, and you're not even sending any
animals to help?"

Even before Wang Zhiping spoke, a classmate came up—a chubby, fair-skinned guy with a fat head and big ears.
As he approached Wang Zhiping, the light dimmed. "Damn it, who are you calling an animal?!"

"Oh!"

Wang Zhiping burst into laughter upon seeing Zhu Shilong, nicknamed "Pig Feeder," and took two steps back. "Hehe, no, I
absolutely didn't say you. I didn't say you! Don't be angry, Brother Pig, or your blood sugar will spike again."

A pig feeder and a pig manure jar are a perfect match. If they were both surnamed Zhu, they should be father and son, but
they aren't .

Beep beep beep!

Meng Jingyun opened her phone and read, "Sigh! I really got stopped by security. No matter what I said, he
wouldn't let me in. It's infuriating."

Meng Jingyun smiled and quickly pressed the buttons on her phone. "You're too stupid. (ˉ(∞)ˉ)" Meng Jingyun added a picture of a pig
at the end .

"(╰_╯), you're the pig! Come

on, you try!" Meng Jingyun knew Liu Yifei was angry. "Fine, you wait, I'll come find you."

"Oh! Meng Jingyun, chatting with pretty girls again!"

Zhang Haijun chuckled, glancing at Meng Jingyun's phone. "That Liang Shaolong brat just boasted he'd
crush you!"

Zhang Haijun didn't know why he was telling Meng Jingyun this; maybe he wanted to see them fight!
After all, school was pretty boring, and whoever won, he'd have a good show to watch. Seeing Meng Jingyun ignore him,
Zhang Haijun didn't care. "These are yours."

In no time, a dozen bundles of books were distributed, the scent of ink filling the classroom. "Ah, so fragrant!"

Lin Xiaodie stroked the new books with her slender, white fingers, a pleased smile playing on her lips.

"Brother Meng, what are you doing?"

Lin Xiaodie asked, seeing Meng Jingyun stuff all the books into his bag.

"It's so boring here, I'm skipping class."

Meng Jingyun smiled.

"Skipping class? You haven't attended a single class! You—Brother Meng, the college entrance exam is in just over two months—
"

"Isn't self-study the same?"

"Self-study! This is a senior year subject."

Hearing that Meng Jingyun was going to skip class, Li Qiaoling turned around to look at him. "What's wrong?"

"Hehe!"

Meng Jingyun looked at Lin Xiaodie. "I don't understand, but I still have you. We can keep in touch by phone."

After saying that, Meng Jingyun picked up his schoolbag, stood up, and walked out of the classroom under the envious gazes of the students.

"Xiaodie, he wants you to tutor him! So you two will have a lot of time to spend alone?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaodie's disappointed expression immediately turned into a sweet smile.

"Sigh! That kid's escaped his misery again, he's really something."

"You can skip class too, why envy him!"

"If you dare, I dare."

"I'm not envious of him, you're the one saying that."

"Mr. Zhou, I won't see you off any further."

Du Hongfen got up and saw Zhou Chao out of the room, shaking hands and smiling, "Don't mention it, you're busy, there are many things waiting for you to handle in this big
school , and I also have things to do at my company, I'll treat you another day."

"Okay, goodbye."

Back in her office, Du Hongfen glanced at Zhu Shigang, "Teacher Zhu, Ye Feng has been assigned to your class, take him
with you!"

Zhu Shigang nodded, knowing it was another hot potato, but he had to accept it. Du Hongfen had just
privately instructed him that Ye Feng was not an ordinary student and could not be treated in an ordinary way. Zhu Shigang understood what she meant.
He was a smart man; he was just a teacher, someone who imparted knowledge. If others wanted to listen, they could listen; if they didn't, he
didn't need to force them.

Senior high school students are all adults with the ability to make their own decisions. Even if Du Hongfen didn't explicitly tell him, Zhu Shigang
knew Ye Feng's identity was extraordinary. He wouldn't use his position as a teacher to manage or restrain him. Everything was up to him,
just like he treated Meng Jingyun—do whatever you want, as long as it doesn't affect others.

Turning around, Ye Feng followed Zhu Shigang out of the office into the corridor. At that moment, Liang Shaolong happened
to come out of Chen Wenhui's office.

"Finished moving?"

Liang Shaolong nodded slightly. "Yes, teacher. Is this the new transfer student in our class?"

"Yes, his name is Ye Feng."

"Hello, Ye Feng. I'm Liang Shaolong, the class monitor of Class 3."

Liang Shaolong smiled obsequiously and extended his hand to Ye Feng, but the latter glanced at him and simply nodded. As for
shaking hands, he had no intention of doing so. Although this was in school and he was just a student,
he still had his pride and arrogance. How could a mere class monitor like him be so easily befriended? Besides,
he could see the obsequiousness on Liang Shaolong's face at a glance. He usually hated those who flattered him and wanted to
get .

"Hehe."

Liang Shaolong awkwardly withdrew his hand. Although he had already cursed Ye Feng's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart,
there was no displeasure on his face. He still needed this rich young master in front of him to deal with Meng Jingyun, so he couldn't afford to offend him.

Liang Shaolong turned his head, his eyes darting around. "Teacher Zhu, we don't have any desks or chairs in the classroom. Where will Ye
Feng sit?"

Hearing this, Zhu Shigang suddenly remembered, looking as if he'd just realized something. "Oh! Right!"

He paused, turning to look at Ye Feng. "Ye Feng, our school requires students to buy their own desks and chairs; it's not included in
the tuition. Do you have your own desk and chair?"

Ye Feng was stunned, his brow furrowing slightly. From elementary school to high school, he
'd never heard of students having to bring their own desks and chairs. Wasn't this a joke? "No,"

he shook his head.

"Then go buy a set!"

Zhu Shigang casually remarked.

"Me, go buy them?"

Asking him, a high-ranking official close to the Crown Prince, to buy desks and chairs? It was ridiculous! Wherever he went, people would
vie to do things for him, and he'd even pick the ones they liked. But now, Zhou Chao was gone, and nobody knew he was
the Crown Prince's favorite. He was just an empty shell; nobody cared who he was!

"Yes, you go buy them. That's how it is at our school. Students buy their own desks and chairs; it doesn't cost much
."

Ye Feng was practically going crazy, his face ashen. He wasn't angry, but rather driven mad by this clueless
and ignorant teacher. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry; he was utterly bewildered. What?
The method was already embarrassing enough; did he really have to explain to Zhu Shigang who he was, and then
put on airs again? That would be even more humiliating.

One's status needs to be supported; without support, even the most powerful identity is useless. "Where to buy them?"

Ye Feng asked, his lips pressed tightly together.

"The logistics department is behind this building. They should still have some there. Just go downstairs and ask
anyone . Our classroom is on the third floor across the street, the rightmost one. It's only thirty or forty pounds; you should be fine with that!"

Ye Feng realized he not only had to buy the desks and chairs, but he also had to carry them himself. His clothes alone
cost fifty thousand yuan. The young master Ye, surrounded by attendants, was now expected to personally carry desks and chairs up the stairs. Ye Feng was already thinking about
how he would deal with Zhou Chao, that incompetent guy, when he got back.

"Teacher, Ye Feng is new to our school and doesn't know anything yet. Let me take him!"

Liang Shaolong stepped forward at the opportune moment.

"Alright! Go and come back quickly."

Ye Feng could put on airs in front of Liang Shaolong earlier, but he couldn't do that now.
If timely help had won Ye Feng's favor.

Although he disliked Liang Shaolong's attempt to curry favor, the man was perceptive and gave him face. Ye Feng thought it over;
he was unfamiliar with the school and did need a follower. "Thank you."

"No need to thank me, we're classmates."

Liang Shaolong was good at reading people, so he didn't make Ye Feng do anything that would humiliate him.
He helped with the tables and chairs, not Ye Feng. This greatly increased Ye Feng's goodwill towards Liang Shaolong, and he prepared to win him over.

"Ye Feng, you've come to the right place."

"Why?"

"Because the two most beautiful girls in the school are in our class! One is the charming Li Qiaoling, and the other is the quiet
and virtuous Lin Xiaodie. They are the undisputed beauties of our school. Not only are they beautiful, but
their academic performance is also top-notch. Countless boys secretly want them!"

Seeing the amused smile on Ye Feng's face, Liang Shaolong continued, "I'm not saying it's good enough.
You'll see when you get into the classroom."

Ye Feng did become slightly interested, but only slightly. He had seen
many beautiful women at Tianbao Middle School, so he didn't know how beautiful the beauties Liang Shaolong was talking about were. Like a snow lotus from Tianshan Mountain or a spring pond in jade, if they were truly beauties,
he would like to have some fun with them.

Meng Jingyun got out of the taxi at the entrance of Tianfu Residential Area and glanced around before seeing Liu Yifei sitting under the
shade of a tree, enjoying her ice cream. Liu Yifei was wearing a white office lady suit, with long, white lace-trimmed sleeves, a V-neck that
revealed her fair neck, and long, shapely legs encased in crystal black
stockings, topped with elegant high heels.

Meng Jingyun smiled and walked over. Liu Yifei didn't notice Meng Jingyun; instead, she sat gracefully
on a chair, her black briefcase tucked under her skirt, her fingers delicately nibbling at the pink ice cream
in before putting it into her pink lips, smacking her lips and occasionally licking it with her delicate
tongue—a truly alluring sight.

Halfway there, Meng Jingyun suddenly turned back into the residential area, put down her bag, and then came out again.

"(*^__^*) Hehe..."

Liu Yifei glanced at Meng Jingyun and chuckled.

「小猪，还在吃呢！不怕长胖了。」

梦惊云转身在她旁边坐了下来，呵呵一笑，刘亦菲登时不满的翻起白眼，擂
起拳头，捶了梦惊云一下，「你才是猪呢！什么时候来的，我怎么没看到。」

「猪就知道吃，当然没看到，我来了好半天了，就见你顾着碗里的，旁人扫
都不扫一眼，哟！让我猜猜这是第几碗了。」

「谁说的，我不是看到你吗？」

「这么近你都看不到，那就真的是猪了。」

刘亦菲秀眉一耸，「欠揍是不是！」

扬了扬拳头，「警告你，再说我是猪，就把你打成猪，姑奶奶练过的，哼！」

「呵呵，我差点望了，你是飞毛腿。」

「好啦，总算对付完了。」

刘亦菲可爱的舔了舔手指，将垃圾随手丢进了旁边的垃圾筒里，摸了摸小肚
子，「啊，好饱呀！」

「你没吃早餐？」

「现在不是吃了吗！」

"It's almost ten o'clock now."

Meng Jingyun glanced at her watch. "Your restaurant is just up ahead. It would be great to go there. We could have air conditioning and food."

"Go there!"

Liu Yifei shook her head vigorously, pouted, opened her briefcase, took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and said,
"This is the busiest time of day. I have to prepare meals for over a hundred people. The workers
need to eat right at midnight. My mom didn't come today. If I went, my dad would definitely conscript me."

"What's wrong with your aunt?"

"I don't know. She said her back hurts."

After wiping her mouth, Liu Yifei took out her makeup mirror, applied lip gloss, and pursed her lips.

Meng Jingyun chuckled. He had thoroughly exhausted He Shufen yesterday afternoon, her little honey pot filled to the brim;
how could her back not ache? He wondered if she could even have another baby. "What are you grinning about?"

"N-nothing."

Meng Jingyun pretended to look around. "I was thinking, should I buy some gifts and visit my mother-in
-law ?"

"Hmph!"

Liu Yifei snorted, pretending not to hear, straightened up, and smoothed her skirt.

"How's it going? Still can't get in?"

"Yeah, that security guard is awful. I said no, he wouldn't let me in. I'm not a thief, what's he so
wary of ? Really."

Speaking of the security guard at the gate, Liu Yifei was full of complaints. It seemed she had used her tongue quite a bit. After
venting , Liu Yifei turned to Meng Jingyun with a smile, provocatively saying, "You're just showing off, aren't you? Take me in and
let me see."

"That's easy!"

Meng Jingyun habitually took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff.

Liu Yifei pouted her rosy lips, then muttered, "Keep bragging!"

Meng Jingyun pursed his lips, exhaled a smoke ring, and said, "Whether you're bragging or not, you'll find out soon enough. Tell me first,
what did you say to him?"

"What did I say? I just said it like that, I called him 'Big Brother,' I called him 'Uncle,' and I even bought him water."
"But they just won't drink it!"

"That's all!"

Meng Jingyun's lips curled into a smile. "I thought you had done thorough preparation! It seems your
public relations skills are really not that great."

Upon hearing Meng Jingyun's words, Liu Yifei immediately became annoyed. She turned to the side, crossed her arms, and swished her high heels, huffing
, "If you're so good, then you do it! Pfft! Bragging!"

"Hehe, don't be so quick to get angry!"

Meng Jingyun smiled gently, patted Liu Yifei's arm, and flicked her small, protruding nose. "I came here
to solve your problem, Xiaofei. You still have a lot to learn. Look, the door is right there open.
Everyone who goes in and out has a key card, but what are you going to do without one?"

"What am I going to do?"

Liu Yifei slapped Meng Jingyun's nasty hand away.

"First, you need to think about it. You don't have a key card. There are a few ways to get in. One is to get a key card,
which is one way, but it's difficult because you don't know anyone in the property management."

"Nonsense!"

"Don't rush. The second way is that the main gate is guarded by security guards. You need to find a way to get in through them. You've found the
right approach, but they obviously won't appreciate your small favors. If you buy water, they have water in their offices
and won't care about your water. Besides, if they let you in, they'll be responsible. It's not worth it. Let's put those two
methods aside for now and think about other ways."

Meng Jingyun guided her.

"Other ways?"

"Look at those people going in and out. Do you think of any?"

"You mean I need to find a way to get them to let me in?"

Liu Yifei smiled. She wasn't stupid, she just hadn't figured it out yet.

"Yeah, right!"

Meng Jingyun laughed. "Going after them might be more effective than dealing with the security guards."

His smile faded. "But I don't know them!"

Meng Jingyun thought Liu Yifei had finally figured it out, but to his surprise, "Sigh! If you don't know them, just go and get to know them! Are you
waiting for others to get to know you? You!"

Meng Jingyun pinched Liu Yifei's nose. "What can I say to you? You're so stubborn! It seems this job
really isn't for you. Sales is about dealing with people; it's a sociology, you can learn a lot
from it. You need to use your brain more."

"Ugh, stop pinching my nose!"

Liu Yifei said angrily, then humbly asked, "Brother Meng, can you teach me again how to
get to know them?"

"Didn't I just say, use your brain?"

"Okay, okay, I've already left school. Don't torture my brain cells anymore, my head is killing me! Just
tell me!"

Meng Jingyun was speechless. "That saying is absolutely right."

"What?"

"Long hair, short brains."

"Fine, don't help then."

Liu Yifei turned to leave. "I'll figure it out myself. I refuse to believe I can't get in today."

Meng Jingyun grabbed Liu Yifei, smiling at her. "How could I not help you? I'm your Brother Meng.
See that auntie carrying the shopping basket?"

"Yes! I see her."

Liu Yifei blinked her big, dark eyes and nodded obediently.

"There's a supermarket in the neighborhood. Why is she out buying groceries?"

"Yeah! Why? Does she like taking walks? Ouch, why did you hit her on the head?"

Liu Yifei angrily touched her head, scratched her hair, and looked at Meng Jingyun with an innocent expression.

Meng Jingyun looked at her with exasperation, "She's frugal, stingy, and loves to take advantage of others!"

"Oh!"

"Look at her clothes, her skin, the way she walks—she's clearly a rural woman. At her age,
living in a neighborhood, she's either been brought here by her son and daughter-in-law to enjoy life and take care of the children, or she's someone's hired nanny. Look,
she's going in. Hurry, catch up with her."

Liu Yifei was pushed a few steps forward by Meng Jingyun, then turned back to look at Meng Jingyun, "I...I can do it?"

"Go!"

Meng Jingyun pretended to raise her fist.

Liu Yifei gritted her teeth and had no choice but to go ahead... "A-Auntie—"

The middle-aged woman saw someone calling her and saw a beautiful stranger, "You called me, is there something you need?"

"Um—"

Liu Yifei glanced at Meng Jingyun before mustering her courage and said, "Could you do me a favor? This is my business card." "

...Tianli Fitness Equipment—Liu Yifei, Business Manager. I'm sorry, my family doesn't need this."

The middle-aged woman shook her head.

"No, Auntie, I wanted to enter this community, but—"

Liu Yifei explained her predicament to the woman, then took out fifty yuan from her pocket and stuffed it into the
woman's hand. "I just wanted to go in and ask the other residents if anyone wanted to buy. As you know,
it's not easy for us working people. Please help me, please help me."

"..."

Meng Jingyun watched Liu Yifei from afar. After a while, she saw Liu Yifei make an OK gesture and follow the middle-aged
woman into the community. Meng Jingyun chuckled, stubbed out her cigarette, and went in as well.

"What are you laughing at, all smiles?"

Meng Jingyun patted Liu Yifei's arm from behind. "You're in too! Hehe!"

"Hehe, I can get in in a minute."

Liu Yifei didn't doubt it, proudly waving her phone in front of Meng Jingyun. "Look! Hehe!"

"Got a phone number!"

Meng Jingyun chuckled, teasing, "Looks like you're not hopeless after all."

"Get lost."

Liu Yifei glared at Meng Jingyun, then turned and grinned again, arms outstretched. "This place is so big,
how many people can live here, and they're all rich, hehe, I'm going to be rich!"

"Getting carried away. This deal hasn't even been closed yet, don't get your hopes up for nothing. Come on, I'll show you
around. Your zero sales performance needs a breakthrough."

"Hehe, I'm confident I'll have a great day."

"Don't forget your brother Meng if you make a profit. I even skipped work to come here for you."

"What!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei's happy expression vanished. With a stern face, she pushed Meng Jingyun away, saying, "How
could you do this? Go back to work. It wouldn't be worth it if you got fired because of me."

"It's a good deal, of course it's a good deal! Nothing is a bad deal for Xiaofei. Stop staring,
we're short on time, let's go upstairs! If you really feel guilty!"

Meng Jingyun turned around and leaned in for a kiss. "Then give me a kiss!"

"Dream on."

"Heartless."

**

Chapter 205 **

As soon as Meng Jingyun left, Li Qiaoling took over his desk, as always. "Hey!"

The teacher was writing on the blackboard when Hou Xiaomei suddenly turned around and tapped Lin Xiaodie's desk, her eyes darting around
. She said in a cheerful voice, "Have you noticed that Ye Feng keeps looking this way? Hehe!"

"He must be looking at you!"

Li Qiaoling looked at her book without looking up. "Yeah, he must be looking at you."

Lin Xiaodie chimed in with a giggle.

"Look at me!"

Hou Xiaomei pouted. "You two, stop teasing me. Everyone knows you two are
the two most beautiful girls in our school. Even if I'm vain, I know my place. In front of you, I'm just a supporting character.
So , he must be looking at you two."

"It's definitely not me."

"Why?"

Hou Xiaomei looked at Li Qiaoling.

"I'm second, Xiaodie's first! She must have her eye on the first one."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaodie immediately looked up and saw both women staring at her. A quick glance revealed Ye Feng was indeed looking at her.
"Boring, hurry up and take notes!"

"How is it, Young Master Ye? Not bad, right?"

Ye Feng pursed his lips. "She's truly a rare gem. Her name is Lin Xiaodie, 'Butterfly Loves Flower,' a good name, and she's
beautiful ."

Liang Shaolong smiled. As long as Ye Feng had his eye on Lin Xiaodie, his plan would be considered a success. Regardless of whether
Ye Feng could actually get his hands on Lin Xiaodie, it would be a major blow to Meng Jingyun. The two
would inevitably fight to the death, while he could sit back and watch the tigers fight.

Old ginger is spicier. Liang Shaolong truly admired his mother. This plan was incredibly cunning,
achieving his goal without losing a single soldier. Thinking of this, Liang Shaolong was overjoyed.

For Ye Feng, getting a woman was an easy task. In his mind, Lin Xiaodie
was just an ordinary high school girl, far more innocent than women struggling in society.
With his status, getting her was a piece of cake.

He considered himself as handsome as Pan An (a legendary Chinese painter), and possessed immense wealth and power. He
had —and any woman would be attracted to him.

"Was there someone named Hu Sun in your class before?"

Ye Feng suddenly asked.

Liang Shaolong was surprised. "You know about that, Young Master Ye?"

"Yes! I've heard some rumors. I want to know more about him. How much do you know? Tell me."

"Does Young Master Ye have a grudge against Hu Sun?"

Liang Shaolong asked cautiously, looking at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng frowned slightly. "That's not something you should be asking. Just tell me what you know, and
I won't you unfairly."

Hearing this, Liang Shaolong's mind raced again. Although Ye Feng hadn't said anything, his expression told him that
Ye Feng had absolutely no goodwill towards Hu Sun. He thought to himself, "This is truly heaven's help! Hu Sun is Meng Jingyun's biggest backer
. If Ye Feng takes care of Hu Sun, will Meng Jingyun still be able to stand up for himself?

" "Hu Sun and I are old classmates, but I don't really know much about him. I only know that this guy
likes to hang out everywhere and doesn't like to study."

"When did he leave school?"

Ye Feng pressed.

"It's this year. He only attended a few classes last semester and then stopped. He's definitely hanging out outside."

"Do you know where to find him?"

"I don't know, but I've seen him a few times at Hanweilou."

"Hanweilou!"

Ye Feng pursed his lips. "Where?"

"Not far, right next to our school. It's a South Korean restaurant, and the food is really good, especially
the kimchi. Ah, just thinking about that sour taste makes my mouth water! Hehe, it's not too expensive
there . My classmates often eat there, but although it's not very expensive,
it's not something the average student can afford."

Ye Feng nodded, squinting his eyes, seemingly lost in thought. The Crown Prince's mission in Huaiyang was to
control the underworld of this territory. He had already dealt with Tu Xiong and knew him well, but he had never met Hu Sun.
Regardless of who won the battle between the Axe Gang and the Sky Wolf Gang, he would have to clean up the mess, so
he needed to know something about Hu Sun.

"Since the food there is so good, I'll treat the whole class to a meal."

"You're treating the whole class? Did I hear that right?!"

Liang Shaolong exclaimed in surprise. Rich people really do spend money like that, so generous.

Ye Feng glanced at him and smiled coldly, "Don't be so surprised. Just treat it like our first meeting, let's get to know each other.
You can spread the word for me!"

"Hehe, no problem. These animals can refuse anything, but they won't refuse food. I've already
taken care of it."

Before school even let out, Liang Shaolong had already spread the word for Ye Feng. When the students heard they were going to a Korean restaurant,
they cheered. However, a few proud individuals scoffed at Ye Feng's extravagant gesture. They had
never been to a Korean restaurant before, but a person of principle wouldn't accept charity. They were poor but had their pride; they'd rather eat
fast food and drink porridge at home than eat his lavish feast.

Liang Shaolong had anticipated this. There were only a few pedantic scholars in the class, and in the past,
he wouldn't have bothered eating at Ye Feng's restaurant either. But times had changed. To defeat Meng Jingyun,
what did it matter ?

Liang Shaolong understood that Ye Feng's real intention wasn't to invite those good-for-nothings from the class, but Lin Xiaodie. He said
it was an opportunity for everyone to get to know each other, but the person he truly wanted to meet was Lin Xiaodie. Therefore, Lin Xiaodie
absolutely had to be invited.

However, Lin Xiaodie had never been interested in these kinds of gatherings. Liang Shaolong knew her personality, so he had to
play the emotional card, offering small favors to Hou Xiaomei to persuade her to bring the two of them to the event.

"Sir, welcome! May I ask—"

Feng Wuying waved his hand, "Where is your boss!"

The waitress paused, then smiled and asked, "Sir, are you looking for our boss?"

"A treat, a private event, can you make that decision?"

"...No!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Go find your boss."

"Please wait a moment!"

The waitress turned and left. Feng Wuying tightened his tie, turned around, and sat down in a chair.
"Sir, please have some tea!"

"When will your boss arrive?"

"I'm going to call him, please wait a moment."

Just then, a beautiful woman in a dark suit came down the stairs. She was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight
years old , with a rosy complexion, large, watery eyes, a round face that always wore a smile, a pointed chin, and cherry-
red, very sexy lips. She looked like a gentle and tender woman.

"We're here."

"Sir, is this the person you wanted to see?"

Feng Wuping was momentarily lost in thought, then nodded. "My boss is hosting dinner here tonight."

"How many people?"

"About fifty or sixty!"

"Sir, would you like to book the entire floor or the whole banquet?"

"..."

"Meizi, what are you being so arrogant about? I'm not going."

Lin Xiaodie looked troubled. "I said I'm not going, and that's final. I have to go home and cook. You go if you want!"

"Oh! What kind of dinner is this? It's the first day of school, let's just have some fun. Anyway, it's someone else's
treat, might as well take advantage of it. Hehe, Qiaoling, don't go either. You have to come with me today. If you don't go, you
're disrespecting me."

Hou Xiaomei used their sisterly bond to insist that the two of them attend. She had promised Liang Shaolong that she would
definitely invite the two girls. Hearing Hou Xiaomei say this, Lin Xiaodie was even more embarrassed. She was shy and didn't want to offend
her sister.

"Meizi!"

Li Qiaoling turned and smiled at Hou Xiaomei. "It's not like you're treating today, so how can we look down on you if we don't go
?"

Li Qiaoling's family background made her mature beyond her years, and she often saw things more deeply than her peers. Although she hadn't quite figured out why Ye Feng
was treating , she understood the general idea: he wasn't inviting her,
and she would just be there as a figurehead. Besides, she didn't like Ye Feng at all, and she loathed his ostentatious ways. Indeed,
Li Qiaoling was a proud woman at heart.

Lin Xiaodie was kind-hearted and innocent, so she could accept some of Lin Xiaodie's help,
but she disdained those arrogant and self-important rich young men, no matter how much money they had.

As for her classmate Hou Xiaomei's personality, Li Qiaoling understood her very well. She was a lovesick girl who liked to take advantage of small
things. She wasn't inherently bad, but she was easily manipulated. From Hou Xiaomei's words just now, she had already sensed
something suspicious.

Hearing Li Qiaoling's rebuttal, Hou Xiaomei was taken aback. Her eyes darted around, and she joked, "Hehe, this
is a rare opportunity, everyone have some fun, don't go home so early."

"Meizi, did you take some benefits from her? I advise you, don't be greedy for small gains, or you
won't even be sisters anymore."

Li Qiaoling's words were quite harsh, and Lin Xiaodie couldn't stand it anymore. "Qiaoling, what are you saying?
We're all good friends."

"Hmph! Ask her if she took any benefits."

Lin Xiaodie turned to look at Hou Xiaomei. "Meizi!"

Hou Xiaomei saw both women looking at her and knew she couldn't hide it anymore. "Right, right, I promised Liang Shaolong I
would definitely invite you all, but I didn't take any benefits from him. It was just... just
breakfast."

At the end, Hou Xiaomei herself felt a little embarrassed and cutely stuck out her tongue.

"You!"

Li Qiaoling chuckled and tapped her head. "Ouch! That hurts!"

"You sold us out over a breakfast? Honestly!"

"What do you mean, 'sold out'?"

Hou Xiaomei retorted. "I don't see any harm in it. It's just a meal, it won't kill anyone. Are
you going or not?"

"No, Xiaodie, let's go, ignore her."

"Why don't we go? After all, Meizi vouched for us."

Lin Xiaodie hesitated, trying to save face for her friends. "Yeah! Yeah!"

Hou Xiaomei caught up and pulled the two girls along, agreeing. "If you don't go, how can I accept it? We already
promised, let's go!"

"Xiaodie!"

Li Qiaoling suddenly looked at Lin Xiaodie seriously.

"What?"

"You need to think this through. That kid made such a big scene today, and even had Liang Shaolong bribe Meizi to come
and persuade you. It's obvious he's targeting you. Do you understand his intentions? He's got his eye on you.
If you go, it means—"

"No way!"

Lin Xiaodie frowned. She suddenly remembered the look Ye Feng gave her in class. "Then, then I'd better not go
. It'll cause misunderstandings."

Li Qiaoling smiled. She wasn't helping Meng Jingyun, but her good friend. "That's right. Also,
my mom told me to tell you that she bought groceries and is cooking a big meal at home today. She wants me to pick you up from school and take you to her house.
She's already notified Auntie. Come on, let's go to my house."

"Ah! You're leaving? What will I do then?"

"Go eat by yourself!"

"I'll go!"

*** Dusk fell, and the night was hazy.

At the Korean restaurant, all the classmates who were supposed to come had arrived, but Lin Xiaodie and her two friends were nowhere to be seen. Liang Shaolong stood anxiously at the door,
waiting. He had given Ye Feng his assurance; if Lin Xiaodie didn't come, how would he handle the situation?

"Why are you so late! Where are the other two!"

Upon seeing Hou Xiaomei, Liang Shaolong immediately smiled, but seeing no sign of Lin Xiaodie,
his face instantly fell. "What, didn't you invite them?"

Hou Xiaomei shrugged, looking helpless. "What could I do? They refused to come no matter what. I—
"

"Meizi! Over here!"

"Ma Qian!"

Before Hou Xiaomei could finish speaking, her friend Ma Qian skipped out and pulled her away. "Why are you so late
? Hehe, if you hadn't come soon, we would have finished eating. Look at my lips, they're so red! That kimchi was so delicious,
so sour! Quick, I saved some for you…"

Liang Shaolong watched as the two girls walked away chatting and laughing, leaving him standing there. "You bitch!"

Helpless, he had no choice but to report to Ye Feng. But how to say it? He had already devised a plan, blaming everything on Meng
Jingyun.

Chapter 206

In the private room on the second floor of the Korean restaurant, the table was laden with dishes: snowflake chicken legs, steamed vegetables with embroidered balls,
almond quail breast, crab with pearls, four-delicacy meatballs, candied ginseng, and more—all delicious. The aroma and flavor of the dishes filled
the air, making one's mouth water and whetting their appetite.

Ye Feng sat at the head of the table, listening expressionlessly to his subordinate Feng Wuying whispering something in his ear.

"Hmph, is that so?"

Feng Wuying nodded. "I've asked around, it's definitely true."

Knock knock knock! Just then, a knock sounded at the door. Ye Feng waved his hand, and Feng Wuying immediately stepped aside.
"Come in!"

The door opened, and Liang Shaolong walked in with a fawning expression. "Young

Master Ye!" "Where is he?"

Ye Feng glanced behind Liang Shaolong and asked with a smile.

"I was just about to tell you!"

Liang Shaolong strode over to Ye Feng, pulled out a chair, and sat down. "They were supposed to come,
but—"

"They didn't come in the end, did they?"

Ye Feng interrupted Liang Shaolong's attempt at a roundabout explanation, a faint
smile . This left Liang Shaolong speechless. "I don't want any explanations. Just tell me, did they come or not
?"

"...No, but Young Master Ye, please let me explain."

"No need for explanations!"

Ye Feng waved his hand again, picked up a glass of red wine, and took a small sip. "What I hate most is a bunch of nonsense after failing to accomplish
something . To me, no matter how eloquent your nonsense is, it's still nonsense."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Liang Shaolong's face. "Young Master Ye, please believe me, I really did my best." "

It seems you still don't understand. Whether you did your best or not doesn't matter to me. The process isn't important to me;
what matters is the result. Do you understand?"

"Hehe, yes, yes, I understand, Young Master Ye."

Liang Shaolong was already feeling apprehensive. He felt that Ye Feng had completely changed .
The boy in front of him, who was about the same age as him, had a sharpness in his eyes that was incongruous with his age. He was calm, magnanimous, domineering, and
fierce. He could never guess or understand what Ye Feng was thinking.

For the first time, Liang Shaolong questioned his meticulously planned revenge scheme of using
Ye Feng right or wrong? Regardless of right or wrong, at this moment, he just wanted to leave this room as soon as possible because
Ye Feng's gaze made him uneasy.

Especially when he glanced at Feng Wuying's waist and saw the gun handle sticking out, and Ye Feng playing with the Swiss Army knife in his left hand
, a layer of fine sweat involuntarily seeped from his forehead.

With a swift movement, Ye Feng brandished his military knife in his left hand and held a transparent wine glass in his right, the crimson liquid
swirling within, emitting an eerie, blood-red glow. He smiled at Liang Shaolong, who looked like an ant before him. "Then I'll ask you
one more time , did he come?"

"...No."

With a whoosh, the red wine in the glass was poured onto Liang Shaolong's face before he could even blink.
"That's right, if he didn't come, he didn't come. Stop with the nonsense, pat pat pat!"

Ye Feng gently patted Liang Shaolong's cheek, a slight smile playing on his lips.

This smile appeared red to Liang Shaolong, because his glasses were stained red by the wine.

"Wipe your hands off!"

Ye Feng casually tossed him the tissue he had just used to wipe his hands. "Th...thank you, Young Master Ye!"

Liang Shaolong trembled as he picked up the tissue, barely daring to breathe, wiping his hands haphazardly before forcing a grin.

"You said Hu Sunhui would appear here, did he come?"

This time Liang Shaolong learned his lesson and answered directly, "No."

But before he could finish speaking, *slap*, Ye Feng slapped him across the face. This was no joke;
there was no mercy. After the resounding slap, Liang Shaolong's glasses flew off his nose, his cheek
burned , and tears welled up in his eyes. Humiliation, fear—he was completely bewildered by the slap, but he didn't dare look up at Ye Feng.

"Do you know why I hit you?"

"Yes."

*Slap!* Another slap landed on his face. "You know, I don't even know why I hit you, how do you
know?"

"Young Master Ye, please let me go, I don't know anything!"

Liang Shaolong was almost crying. He was beaten for no reason today. Ye Feng's two slaps completely knocked him unconscious. Blood trickled
from the corner of his mouth , and his mouth was also broken by Ye Feng's teeth. He made up his mind that after leaving this room, he would never
provoke Ye Feng again. This Ye Feng was too terrifying, even more terrifying than Meng Jingyun.

"Young Master Ye, please let me go!"

"You don't know anything! Hmph! Slap!"

Ye Feng slapped him again. "Young Master Ye, please stop hitting me, I... I really don't know!"

"You really don't know why I hit you."

Ye Feng kicked Liang Shaolong and the chair to the ground. Ah! Crackle! Liang Shaolong immediately fell
flat on his back, groaning and stumbling like a headless fly.

"Crawl over here!"

Ye Feng's face turned cold. He lit a cigarette, slammed the lighter on the table, tightened his tie, and rolled
up his sleeves. To Liang Shaolong, his posture suggested Ye Feng was about to unleash his full power. Liang Shaolong didn't dare crawl over; he immediately
knelt on the ground like a lowly dead dog, kowtowing and begging, "Young Master Ye, I beg you, please don't hit
me! I really don't know anything. If I've done anything wrong, please forgive me,
I beg you..."

"Come here!"

With a snap, Ye Feng slammed his saber on the table, his face hardening, his sharp eyes like those of
a murderous demon. Liang Shaolong shuddered, instantly soaking a large patch of the floor.

Feng Wuying curled his lip. He'd already wet himself in fear? Students are students, easily frightened. This was nothing;
just a few slaps and he'd already lost control of his bladder and bowels.

Today was the darkest day of Liang Shaolong's life. He didn't know what awaited him. Holding back
tears of humiliation, he obediently crawled to Ye Feng's feet. "You know you were wrong!"

"I was wrong."

Ye Feng took a deep drag of his cigarette. "Do you know what you did wrong?"

"I shouldn't have used you."

"You're not so stupid, are you? Heh, kid, you're quite the schemer. You even managed to outmaneuver me, Ye Feng. Using someone else to do your dirty work
, huh? You're something else. I've never done this before. You're the first. Today is just to teach you a lesson. If I
find out you're hiding anything from me, I won't show any mercy."

"I wouldn't dare."

Ye Feng stubbed out his cigarette, glanced at Liang Shaolong at his feet, drew his military knife, and stood up. Feng Wuying
opened the door first. "Young Master Ye, please!"

After Ye Feng left the private room, Feng Wuying closed the door behind him. "The guests inside need to rest. Don't
go in and disturb them."

"Yes, sir."

The waitress nodded.

* As dusk settled, the night was shrouded in mist. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, and the flickering lights adorned
the myriad lights of the city .

Meng Jingyun accompanied Liu Yifei on a business trip all day, visiting dozens of clients. Liu Yifei had a bumper day,
closing over a dozen deals. With Meng Jingyun's assistance and help, she was incredibly successful
, feeling as if she had struck gold.

Overjoyed, she was beaming, her face radiant, and she was full of energy.

Meanwhile, the two were having lunch at Ye Mei's house. Coincidentally, the aunt who had brought Liu Yifei in that morning
was Ye Mei's mother. Although Ye Mei was at work, Meng Jingyun knew this was her
home. He had seen Xiao Jia, the well-behaved little girl, as soon as she entered, rushing towards him
calling him "Uncle, Uncle." To conceal his identity, Meng Jingyun had to fabricate a story
to explain .

The group quickly became acquainted, and Ye Mei's mother, Aunt Zhou, invited them to stay for lunch.

On East Street, outside the Bailishi Café, the night was deep. A man in a black trench coat, a
baseball cap , and sunglasses, his hands in his pockets, slowly walked to a black minivan
. He looked around, then knocked on the window.

With a whoosh, the window opened, revealing a cold, resolute face. "Get in and let's talk."

The back of the van slid open automatically, and the man got in, handing over a file folder containing
a dark black FN57 pistol and some photographs.

"He's known as Brother Kui, full name Chen Kui. His position in the Tianlang Gang is unknown. I've followed him a few times. He's very
cautious ; I don't dare get too close. All I know is that he frequently comes to this Bailishi Café every night at eight o'clock,
very punctually, fifteen minutes later, and then goes to Donghu Park, where he keeps a woman. Instructor, you said
this man is a veteran, but I don't think so!"

"Why?"

Tanlang didn't even look up, carefully examining the photographs in his hand.

"I remember you once told me that an experienced veteran, more or less, is proficient in counter-surveillance skills.
Habitual habits are the most fatal weakness; they can easily alert the enemy and allow them to set ambushes."

Greedy Wolf smiled. "Perhaps he's already discovered you."

"Impossible, I've always been careful."

"Get out of the car, he's here."

The man said nothing, got out, and left. Before leaving, he glanced at
Chen Kui, a tall, bald man in a black leather jacket, who had entered the coffee shop. He couldn't believe he'd been exposed. Greedy Wolf, wearing a trench coat, huddled in the car, lazily watching
Chen Kui in the coffee shop, reading a newspaper and drinking coffee, lost in thought.

About ten minutes later, he took out his Type 57 pistol, removed the magazine, checked it, then closed it,
opened the safety, and put the dagger in his pocket. With a click, he opened the car door. A chilly draft rushed into his chest.
He tightened his collar and strode into the coffee shop.

"How many people are in your party, sir?"

"I have an appointment."

Pushing open the glass door with one hand, Tanlang walked straight to Chen Kui and sat down opposite him without hesitation. "Sir,
what ?"

"No, thank you!"

The waiter glanced strangely at the two sitting opposite him. If they were friends, why didn't they talk? Their eyes
didn't even meet; they seemed like strangers. Confused, he shook his head and left.

"Changed partners?"

Chen Kui held the newspaper in both hands, his eyes still on it, glancing slightly to the side. Seeing that Tanlang remained silent for a long time,
Chen Kui finally put down the newspaper, glanced at him, picked up his coffee, and took a sip. "You were looking for me, weren't you? What's up? Just
say it!"

Chen Kui raised his hand to check his watch.

"Thinking about women!"

Tanlang pursed his lips.

"You know quite a lot. Just say what you want; I don't have time to waste."

"Leave the Sky Wolf Gang."

Hearing this, Chen Kui seemed unsurprised. "Why?"

"No reason."

"Heh, do you think I'd listen to you?"

Chen Kui chuckled, glancing at Tan Lang's hands in his trench coat pockets, his expression unchanged. "Go back and tell your
boss to get out of Huaiyang as soon as possible, or he won't even know how he died."

With that, Chen Kui got up and left the coffee shop. "My bill, find that gentleman."

Although he knew it wouldn't work, Tan Lang still wanted to try. He pulled out a hundred-yuan bill and slammed it on the table.
Tan Lang left the coffee shop and drove off after Chen Kui's Toyota Crown.

Persuasion failed; elimination was the only option.

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