There is a park on the outskirts of the north city, which is an art village. A little further north is a group of villas, which are not too big and are specially provided for some artists with status and position to work and live there.

Ever since Ling Feng got the title of president, many people have been flattering him. They have been giving him cars, luxury houses and women as gifts, so he has nothing to lack now.

Naturally, you can afford to buy a villa here.

He was painting inside at the moment, and there were three models, all wearing swimsuits, the kind that have three points, so the slightest movement would expose themselves clearly.

Ling Feng asked one of the women to go to the front and pose, while the other two served him fruit and helped him hold the paint tray. It was so comfortable.

One of the women was saying, "President, you are getting married soon. If your future wife finds out, we will all be in trouble."

"Stop talking nonsense, we are doing art." Ling Feng said as he kissed her on the cheek.

The woman noticed the giggles immediately.

Another said: "Alas, we are not so lucky. Who wouldn't want to marry a man like President Ling? I dream of marrying him."

"What's so strange about getting married? The woman you marry may not be the one you truly love." Ling Feng smiled and touched her arm, then said, "This is the best way for us, we are free and have fewer burdens."

"Women just want to be a burden." The woman sighed.

At this time, the doorbell rang outside.

Ling Feng was a little surprised, not knowing who would come. He said to the woman beside him, "Go open the door and see who it is."

The woman stood up and opened the door. She saw two strangers, a man and a woman. She turned around and said to Ling Feng, "I don't know who they are. Anyway, I don't know them."

"I knocked on the wrong door on purpose. Just let them go." Ling Feng didn't even turn his head, just ate the fruit in the woman's hand.

"It's so comfortable, President Ling." An Yan's tone was full of sarcasm as she quickly pressed the camera button on her phone to capture the rotten smell inside.

Ling Feng's body seemed to be frozen, and he began to yell at the three women, saying, "Put on your clothes and get out of here."

The three women were terrified, thinking that something must be wrong, so they ran away together.

Li Rongsen kicked the door shut.

Ling Feng turned around and looked at them, saying, "What do you want me for?"

"No good thing will come to you. You and I have a bad relationship. We have a deep hatred for each other now." An Yan said to him coldly.

"I have no idea what happened that day." Ling Feng absolutely refused to admit it. Anyway, he hadn't found any clues, and Rong Qian and the others hadn't prosecuted him, so he naturally didn't need to admit anything.

Li Rongsen said: "You are worthy of being a man."

Ling Feng sneered and said, "You should ask your sister whether I am a man or not. She knows best."

An Yan was annoyed when she heard such words. She kicked him in the face and knocked him to the ground. She said, "Speak nicely to me, but don't forget that you are a gigolo. If it weren't for Rong Qian, do you think you would be where you are today?"

"I didn't ask you to help me. You did it voluntarily. And my painting skills are indeed worthy of it." Ling Feng was still being stubborn, and he slowly stood up from the ground.

Li Rongsen also kicked him, causing him to fall to the ground again, making a sound of pain.

An Yan looked down at him and said, "You must have sent the key to the dance studio."

Ling Feng didn't say anything.

"I heard that you are getting married, so I should prepare some gifts for you. I wonder if your new wife will still marry you after seeing you like this." An Yan said as he sent the photo to Shan Shuluo and asked her to come over immediately.

"Mind your own business." Ling Feng roared.

"Are you still a man? You always rely on women to get to the top. Can't you have some shame and rely on your own abilities?" An Yan retorted to him coldly.

"Am I not relying on my own abilities?" Ling Feng asked her back.

Li Rongsen really wanted to kick him to death, but he had promised Rong Qian that she had to take revenge personally, so he kept enduring it.

An Yan said: "I was the one who healed your hand."

"So what?" Ling Feng said as he hid his hands behind his back. He was extremely scared, especially scared.

"I want to take it back now." An Yan said as she stepped forward and grabbed Ling Feng's right hand.

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Ling Feng was so panicked that he tried desperately to break free, so he simply punched An Yan in the face, but Li Rongsen grabbed his left hand, bent it behind his back, and said to An Yan: "Take it back quickly, otherwise he will be lawless."

An Yan just gently pinched his wrist, and heard him screaming "Ah!~"

"Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed as a grown man shouting so loudly?" Li Rongsen sneered at him disdainfully.

An Yan picked up a fruit knife from the ground and used the tip of the knife to scratch the place where Ling Feng had the scar. She said, "This is what you deserve. It will be what it is. Just think of it as a dream."

"No, no, no, I was wrong, please let me go, I'm willing to do whatever you say, I will treat Rong Qian well, I will marry her right away, and I will never change my mind in this life." Ling Feng was already scared, he didn't want to lose everything, he had just started to have a wonderful life, he didn't want to lose it so soon.

The wound was as long as the original scar, and An Yan would not take an inch longer. She finally shook off his hand and said, "Take care of yourself. Slowly retreat to your original position and sober up."

At this time, the doorbell rang again.

Li Rongsen went to open the door, and Shan Shuluo strode in. She rushed to Ling Feng's side and saw him covering his wrist with blood on it. She was shocked. She looked at An Yan and said, "What do you mean? Why do you want to hurt him?"

"His right hand is already broken, and he's been flirting with other women behind your back. Why are you still going to marry him?" An Yan asked the woman, and then said, "When he was dating you, he had a girlfriend who had lived with him for many years. Did you know that?"

"I know that it was that woman who pestered him and insisted on being with him. I deeply sympathize with her. They no longer love each other, so why would she keep pestering him and refuse to let him go? We truly love each other." Shan Shuluo argued.

An Yan originally thought that this woman was ignorant, but it turned out that she knew everything. So she let her do whatever she wanted.

Li Rongsen said: "His hand is already broken, so he may not be able to stay as the guild leader for long."

"A broken hand can be cured. I don't believe it can't be cured. I will also sue you and won't let you have an easy time." Shan Shuluo said as she helped Ling Feng up and walked to the door, saying to him, "Let's find the best doctor to treat his hand. It will definitely recover."

Ling Feng didn't say anything, but just went to the car with her.

Li Rongsen looked at their departing backs and said to An Yan, "This man is really capable. He can coax any woman around."

"We are not in a hurry. Next is Rong Qian's matter. We should get back everything we can first." An Yan sneered, thinking that there would be no possibility for him to recover.