Chapter 437: Chapter 437
Chong Ming was so shocked that he was firmly kicked in the knee by Feng Yueyang, causing him to draw a sharp breath from the pain.
At this moment, Rong Xianning’s mind was frantic and uneasy, so he didn’t notice the abnormality between the two. Taking a thousand rehearsals in his heart, he finally summoned the courage to turn his head.
"You...," Thousands of words condensed into a faint sigh on his lips.
His most disheveled and unwilling-to-be-seen side ultimately was witnessed by her.
Why did heaven always seem to play such cruel tricks on him?
A gentle voice, soft as the spring breeze, brushed past his ears, "Can you still walk?"
Rong Xianning awkwardly turned his head away, "I can walk."
The palm on his arm was so soft, gently supporting his arm and lending him strength.
Feng Cheng followed behind, trying to minimize his presence.
Feng Yueyang and Chong Ming walked at the very end, with Chong Ming still unable to recover from the shock. From time to time, he would glance up at Shen You’an’s back.
Was he hallucinating?
Feng Yueyang casually remarked, "You’re not hallucinating."
He pinched himself hard, "Ouch, painful—definitely not a dream."
"What’s going on? Why is the boss here? And most importantly, why didn’t she contact us before coming to Chunzhou?"
Chong Ming was filled with questions, eager to find answers.
"You’re asking me? How would I know?" Feng Yueyang retorted.
Feng Yueyang rubbed his chin, staring at the backs of Shen You’an and Rong Xianning walking together. "My gut tells me there’s something going on between these two."
Chong Ming dug at his ear, "What did you say?"
Feng Yueyang glared at him, "I said Liang Cai is almost bullying the boss. Shouldn’t we come up with a way to deal with him?"
Chong Ming rubbed his hands together excitedly, "Great, I’ve been finding that scumbag unbearable for ages. Daring to try anything with the boss—he’s clearly tired of living."
The two quietly discussed on the side, while Rong Xianning and Shen You’an walked silently into the elevator. Feng Cheng shrank into a corner, pretending not to see or hear anything.
Shen You’an put away her phone and slid it into her pocket.
Just as Chong Ming stepped into the elevator, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Instinctively, he took it out and glanced at it.
Whatever he saw made his pupils contract abruptly. The foot he had placed inside the elevator quickly retreated, stepping back out.
Feng Yueyang gave him a puzzled look.
Chong Ming coughed lightly, "You all go ahead. I’ll catch up shortly."
Feng Yueyang raised an eyebrow, resisting the urge to turn back, and pressed the elevator close button. The doors slowly shut in front of him.
Chong Ming turned around, and two figures emerged from the bend ahead—a middle-aged man with a large belly and a slender, delicate youth.
The pair froze in shock upon seeing Chong Ming standing by the elevator door.
Zhu Shou managed to steady himself slightly, nodding faintly as a greeting, then moved to press the elevator’s down button.
Chong Ming crossed his arms over his chest, smiling faintly, "Did I give you permission to leave?"
Zhu Shou’s hand trembled violently, his entire body shivering as he turned around. "Sir, is there something you need?" Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel~fire~net
Zhu Shou recognized Liang Cai, as he often frequented the club, and thus refrained from showing himself earlier. He’d heard rumors about Liang Cai—a man notorious for being an equal-opportunity predator, especially favoring the young. Should Rong Xianning fall into his hands, he would surely be unlucky.
Even Young Master Huang wouldn’t stand a chance against him.
Yet, moments ago, Zhu Shou had witnessed Liang Cai suffering humiliation at the hands of a young man, slinking away dejectedly.
He overheard Liang Cai angrily calling the young man "Feng Yueyang." That name was one Zhu Shou knew all too well.
Feng Yueyang—the epitome of a reformed scoundrel. After successfully taking down Xie Beichun, the once-mighty Xie Group was now a crumbling empire and soon might even change into the Zhao Group.
Not only did Feng Yueyang exact revenge for his father, but he also pulled the near-bankrupt Feng Group back on track. Who doesn’t admire Feng Yueyang’s methods and foresight? "Youthful talent" seems to describe him perfectly.
In all of Chunzhou, if there’s anyone you absolutely cannot provoke, Feng Yueyang would undoubtedly be at the very top of the list. Young Master Huang is nothing compared to him—didn’t you see Liang Cai being scolded and fleeing in disgrace?
Feng Yueyang used to be a playboy who frequented clubs, but ever since taking the reins of Feng Group, he’s matured significantly. Aside from professional engagements, he hasn’t visited any nightlife venues. At the very least, there hasn’t been any gossip in these circles about his romantic escapades—if anything, there’s news of many socialites hoping to marry him.
This just goes to show, no matter what, personal ability is the most important. Strip away these second-generation elites’ family halos, and they’re nothing but naked parasites contributing nothing to society.