Chapter 112 Let’s Collect Debts Together
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. These villas 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, he has attracted many people to flatter him, and gifts of cars, luxury houses and women are everywhere, 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 with three-point swimsuits, which would expose themselves clearly with the slightest movement.
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're getting married soon. If your future wife finds out, we'll 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 giggling 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? Even the woman you marry doesn't necessarily mean you truly love her." Ling Feng smiled and touched her arm, then said, "This is what makes us happy. We're free and unburdened."
"Women just want to be burdened." 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. Seeing two strangers, a man and a woman, she turned around and said to Ling Feng, "I don't know who they are, but I don't know them anyway."
"I knocked on the wrong door on purpose. Just let them go." Ling Feng didn't even turn his head, but 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 something must be wrong, so they quickly ran away together.
Li Rongsen kicked the door shut with his foot.
Ling Feng turned around and looked at them, saying, "What do you want me for?"
"Good things won't come to you. You and I don't have a good relationship, and 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. He hadn't found any clues anyway, 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, knocking him to the ground, and said, "Speak nicely to me, but don't forget, you are just 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. Besides, my painting skills are indeed well-deserved." 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 were the one who sent the key to the dance studio, right?"
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 she sent the photo to Shan Shuluo and asked her to come over immediately.
"You are meddling in other people's 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 said 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 must 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.
Ling Feng was so panicked that he desperately tried to break free, so he simply punched An Yan in the face. However, Li Rongsen grabbed his left hand, twisted it behind his back, and said to An Yan, "Put it back quickly, or he will become lawless."
An Yan just pinched his wrist lightly, and heard him scream heartbreakingly "Ah!~"
"A grown man, aren't you afraid of being embarrassed by shouting so loudly?" Li Rongsen sneered at him disdainfully.
An Yan picked up a fruit knife on the ground and scratched the scar on Ling Feng with the tip of the knife. 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 will do whatever you say, I will treat Rong Qian well, I will marry her right away, 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 just as long as the original scar. An Yan wouldn't take an inch longer. She finally shook off his hand and said, "Take care of yourself. Slowly retreat to your original position and wake up."
At this time, the doorbell rang again.
Li Rongsen went to open the door, and Shan Shuluo strode in. She immediately rushed to Ling Feng's side and saw him covering his wrist with blood. She was shocked. She looked at An Yan and said, "What do you mean by this? Why did you hurt him?"
"His right hand is already broken, and he's been flirting with other women behind your back. You still want to marry him?" An Yan asked the woman, then added, "Think back to when he was dating you, he had a girlfriend who he'd been living with for 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 is she pestering him and refusing to let him go? We truly love each other." Shan Shuluo argued confidently.
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 hold the position of president for long."
"A broken hand can be cured. I don't believe it can't be cured. I will also sue you and will not let you have an easy time." Shan Shuluo said as she helped Ling Feng up and walked towards the door. She said 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 figures and said to An Yan, "This man is indeed capable. He can coax any woman into a frenzy."
"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.
(End of this chapter)
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