"Mr. Yu, you've just had a close look at him. Does he look like a pro to you?"

Next to the main hall of the Tianyue Club, where everyone was gathered, Song Cai asked Yu Ming, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"His eyes don't look like those of a professional racer. Plus, the skin on the back of his hand is very fair; he doesn't look like someone who drives for long periods," Yu Ming, who was small in stature, replied nonchalantly.

"Help me get in touch with Duan Feibao. I want him to do me a favor tonight. Have him name his price!" Song Cai said, his tone icy.

"Wouldn't that be too obvious? Duan Feibao is an infamous terror on the Gyro Mountain racetrack. He's already knocked at least ten cars off the slope with his modified Hummer, and four or five of those incidents were fatal," Yu Ming revealed, clearly shocked.

"I want him to be so badly injured he doesn't recover. Are you telling me you still feel sorry for him?" Song Cai stared coldly at Yu Ming, his eyes like those of a venomous snake.

"No, it's not that. I'm just afraid he'll refuse to race if he knows about Duan Feibao..." Yu Ming, unnerved by Song Cai's stare, stammered an explanation, his courage failing him.

"He hasn't been around the east side of the city. If you don't say anything, and I don't say anything, how would he know?" Song Cai remarked coldly, stubbing out his cigarette. He then warned Yu Ming, "Mr. Yu, we've been in the racing game for a long time and made a lot of money together. I consider you one of my own. Don't get confused at a critical moment like this!"

He considers me one of his own, but if something happens to him, I won't escape either! Yu Ming fell silent, catching the hidden threat in Song Cai's words.

「…」

After Song Cai left, Lin Feng called Xie Nan, asking him to come up with a million in cash.

Hearing the sum of one million, Xie Nan hesitated for a moment. However, he then decisively gave an affirmative reply, saying he would definitely have the money before 10 p.m., without even asking what Lin Feng needed it for.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Xie Nan, Lin Feng ended the call and lit another cigarette.

Actually, if Lin Feng really needed money, there were plenty of ways to get it. A million wasn't a lot; either his father, Lin Zhonghua, or his mother, Jiang Xiuyun, could provide it. If he were a bit more shameless, he could also call Ning Fuxun and ask for a ten-month salary advance. After all, Lin Feng had saved his life twice; if Lin Feng was truly in trouble, Ning Fuxun wouldn't just stand idly by.

But gambling on car races wasn't exactly a legitimate reason. Lin Feng didn't dare ask his parents, nor did he want to bother Ning Fuxun again.

If that girl Ning Aoxue found out I dared to ask her dad for another ten months' salary in advance, I don't know how she'd exploit me! I'm a bodyguard, not a nanny; I must hold my ground! The thought of Ning Aoxue—her cold yet devastatingly beautiful face, a figure more perfect than any model's, and her cool exterior but passionate style of dress—inexplicably warmed Lin Feng's heart. I can't let her keep being so arrogant...

When Lin Feng returned to Tang Rou's side, he found her watching three female classmates playing Landlord.

In the lounge area, there were ready-made gambling tables. Some of Tang Rou's old classmates were seated nearby playing cards, while others had gone into an adjacent private room to sing karaoke. Essentially, they were scattered around, having fun in small groups.

"What did Song Cai say to you just now?" Tang Rou's eyes noticeably brightened when she saw Lin Feng return.

"He said he had a bad upbringing and has always been asking for a beating. He offered me a million to teach him a lesson tonight, to beat him up. I reluctantly agreed," Lin Feng said, talking utter nonsense with a cheeky grin.

"How could that be?" Tang Rou almost believed him, her eyes widening adorably. "You're bluffing, aren't you?"

Looking at Tang Rou's sweet and utterly adorable expressions, Lin Feng smiled silently. A strange stirring moved his heart, and his body reacted quickly. His mouth suddenly felt dry, and he found himself tongue-tied. I have this sudden, powerful urge to claim her right now!

"Lin Feng?" Tang Rou gazed at Lin Feng, softly calling his name. She gently bit her lip. Noticing the strange look in Lin Feng's eyes, she guessed his thoughts, blushed, and dared not speak.

Lin Feng felt Tang Rou's soft call was more like an invitation. Then, he instinctively leaned down and kissed Tang Rou...

I can't, there are too many people here... Tang Rou's eyes seemed to plead, to complain...

"WOW!" Chen Li, sitting nearby, saw Lin Feng and Tang Rou and let out an involuntary gasp.

As soon as Chen Li cried out, everyone present noticed Lin Feng's actions. Whistles and catcalls erupted, along with exclamations of envy, jealousy, and admiration.

"Bastard, let go of that girl! If you have any guts, come at me!"

"Tang Rou, my goddess, I'm coming to rescue you!"

"Lin Feng, you heartless bastard, I'll remember you for this..."

If these remarks were mostly in jest, Song Cai genuinely felt as if Lin Feng had plunged a knife into his heart.

BANG! Just as he walked into the hall, Song Cai violently slammed the heavy door shut, creating an extremely loud sound.

When the rowdy crowd saw Song Cai appear, they all quieted down, curiously watching to see what he would do.

Startled by the sound, Tang Rou finally, and reluctantly, broke free from Lin Feng's predatory grasp.

Damn it, who's this asshole interfering with my important business? Lin Feng turned to look and saw Song Cai, his face ashen. Fury surged within him again. It looks like this Song Cai is really asking for a beating!

"Tang Rou, Uncle Tang is a man of status. If he knew you were engaging in such undignified behavior in public, he would probably lose face!" Song Cai struggled to suppress his anger. Instead of confronting Lin Feng, he adopted a sanctimonious tone to admonish Tang Rou, telling her to be more mindful of her conduct.

Tang Rou's face paled at Song Cai's words. He was right. If her father found out she had been kissing Lin Feng in public, he would certainly be angry and might even forbid her from seeing Lin Feng.

Furthermore, the Tang Family and Song Family were business partners, so Song Cai could easily speak to her father. What if he decides to tattle...

What should I do? What should I do? Panicked, Tang Rou looked at Lin Feng, her eyes filled with a silent plea for help.

Lin Feng was already incensed by Song Cai to the point of nearly losing control. Seeing him now dare to upset Tang Rou, Lin Feng felt an overwhelming urge to smash that fair, clean face of his...

So he really *is* asking for a beating – it's not just an empty phrase! Lin Feng, struggling to suppress the urge to strike, glared coldly at Song Cai and said in a low voice, "Song Cai, you unfilial brat! Stop your gossiping. Since when is a kiss a loss of dignity? By that logic, what were your parents doing before you were born? Why don't you go home and tell them not to act so improperly?"

The surrounding classmates burst into laughter at Lin Feng's fierce rebuttal. With more modern, open views, they didn't consider kissing in public a major offense. They also felt that Song Cai's words to Tang Rou had indeed been excessive.

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