The two bodyguards looked at Yang Fei in fear.

They were also Martial Arts Masters, but they had never heard that a human's strength could reach such a level!

His leg seemed to be made of twisted steel wire, his muscles weren't particularly developed, but the explosive power of that kick was like a volcanic eruption.

Chu Liang didn't understand Kung Fu, so although he was shocked, he wasn't too afraid.

He merely raised an eyebrow slightly, "Sir, your Kung Fu is indeed impressive."

"But this is a civilized society; you'll be detained for violence and assault. Can you resist the army and military police?"

As he reached the end of his statement, his tone became much more severe, each word imbued with a pressing power, yet his face remained gentle.

This intimidating aura was not due to Chu Liang's personal strength but rather the authority he possessed.

Occupying a position, nurturing its power.

When a person can mobilize tens of thousands of troops at any time, or draft a document affecting millions of people's fortunes,

that person will possess an overwhelming aura.

To put it plainly, this is called the might of an official!

Yang Fei sensed Chu Liang's official might, his heart stirred.

This person could withstand his overwhelming presence without backing down, indicating that this person's status was extraordinary.

Liang Jiayi looked at Yang Fei pleadingly, "Yang Fei, I beg you, let me go."

"I have my difficulties; each of us has our own way of living, we're not suitable for each other."

Yang Fei looked at her indifferently.

Looking at her slightly red eyes, her sorrowful face, watching the crystal tears roll back and forth behind her glasses.

Yang Fei's heart suddenly twitched fiercely.

Without saying a word, he abruptly turned and left.

Liang Jiayi watched Yang Fei's departing figure, her face expressionless.

However, inside, her heart felt as though it shattered like glass, even the pain had been lost, leaving only numbness and despair.

Suddenly, Yang Fei howled like a wolf from a distance.

"Liang Jiayi, you are my woman."

"Even if you marry eighteen times, the nineteenth time you must marry me, I'm waiting for you."

After saying this, he gave Chu Liang a big middle finger before striding away.

Chu Liang shook his head, wanted to say something, but finally held back and sighed heavily.

Tears rolling around in Liang Jiayi's eyes finally fell one by one.

Having just returned to Yannan, encountering such a situation, most would definitely be disheartened and distressed.

Yet Yang Fei managed to completely brush away his negative emotions in just over ten minutes.

Yang Fei could see that Liang Jiayi still had feelings for him, yet for some unknown reason, she insisted on marrying that fat deadbeat.

Strictly speaking, the man Liang Jiayi chose was only slightly chubby.

Nonetheless, Yang Fei naturally and effortlessly classified his rival as a fat deadbeat.

In Yang Fei's view, as long as Liang Jiayi had feelings for him, the biggest issues were just rubbish, dismissed with a wave of the hand.

However, even so, Yang Fei lost interest in shopping.

He hailed a taxi and headed straight to Longyuan Villa.

Looking at the familiar high courtyard of the villa, Yang Fei felt a surge of affection.

Even Helen's Imperial Palace didn't give Yang Fei this feeling.

He used his fingerprint to open the electric door, sneaked inside, and immediately saw Lin Xueyi watering the flowers in the yard.

Lin Xueyi wore a plain white shirt, covering her shorts, revealing only her beautiful legs.

This created an illusion as if she wasn't wearing anything below.

This ordinary home outfit showcased Lin Xueyi's elegant and gentle aura to the fullest.

Yang Fei's eyes practically lit up.

He realized that after being away for so long, he seemed to love Sister Xueyi even more.

He walked over gently and hugged Lin Xueyi's waist from behind.

"Sis, I'm back."

Yang Fei's movements were as soft and silent as a cat, until he hugged Lin Xueyi, she finally realized.

She was startled with a shiver, then realized and turned around throwing herself into Yang Fei's arms.

"You little rascal, you're finally back, you almost scared me to death, you know?"

As Lin Xueyi spoke, realizing the days of worry and torment, her eyes couldn't help but redden.

Yang Fei hugged her, gently stroking her beautiful hair, inhaling her faint fragrance, deeply moved.

"Sis, you've worked hard."

Lin Xueyi shook her head, "Not hard, just worrying about you day and night. What if something happened to you..."

As she said this, she suddenly covered her mouth, spat twice, and looked annoyed.

"What nonsense am I saying, ptoo ptoo."

Yang Fei smiled slightly, holding her waist, heading towards the villa.

"Who is at home?"

Lin Xueyi didn't know what she was thinking, blushing slightly.

"Yinxue is inspecting Dianjiang Pier, Li Fang went to the beauty salon, Teacher Xiao has a class in the afternoon..."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Fei suddenly picked her up and rushed into the villa.

Lin Xueyi was startled, but held onto Yang Fei's neck.

"You little rascal, what are you doing, it's broad daylight..."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Fei had already carried her into the second floor of the villa, Lin Xueyi's room.

An hour later, neither of them moved.

Yang Fei leisurely lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, letting the smoke dissipate into the air.

Lin Xueyi looked at him with concern, "What's wrong, you little rascal, are you unhappy?"

Yang Fei took a deep final puff, sighed lightly.

"A little, it feels like returning this time, many people and things have changed."

Lin Xueyi's smile was somewhat wry, "Are you worried about Jiayi?"

The relationship between Liang Jiayi and Yang Fei was something Yang Fei didn't hide from Lin Xueyi, and Lin Xueyi understood very clearly.

Yang Fei nodded, "I can be sure, Jiayi definitely encountered difficulties."

"Otherwise, why would she choose that fatty named Chu Liang?"

Lin Xueyi nodded, "It's good you think this way."

"Liang Jiayi is deeply in love with you, she might have faced an insurmountable barrier."

"This matter surpasses the feelings between you and her, so she's willing to make sacrifices."

Yang Fei nodded, then felt troubled.

"But Liang Jiayi won't tell me about it, that silly woman."

Lin Xueyi donned a robe, sat up, her vibrant eyes filled with understanding and wisdom.

"Since that's the case, why don't you find out?"

"A lifetime is long, yet it's short too, if you miss it, it leaves regrets."

Yang Fei nodded.

"Indeed, Liang Jiayi will be engaged to that fatty in the Capital City in three days, and reportedly will marry a month later."

Lin Xueyi found a clean and neat suit for Yang Fei, even providing a tie and shoes.

She placed the clothes beside Yang Fei.

"Since that's the case, act quickly, you must go to the Capital City immediately at least to understand Liang Jiayi's difficulties."

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