Yang Fei was stunned.

His eyes locked with Liang Jiayi's.

Liang Jiayi's gaze was shy yet passionate, not avoiding Yang Fei's stare in the slightest.

Her bold and fiery eyes seemed to be melting Yang Fei.

Slowly, a bitter smile appeared on Yang Fei's face.

"I'll accompany you to take up the post, so why mistreat yourself like this?"

As he spoke, he reached out to wipe his lips.

"Don't wipe it off, that's Miss's mark."

Liang Jiayi grabbed his hand, her eyes shy with a hint of charm, full of slyness and provocation.

"You jerk, you have too many beauties on your mind."

"I need to stamp you, from now on you are mine."

Yang Fei's expression froze.

Just kidding, my aspiration is the stars and the sea, the boundless forest.

How could I get stranded with you?

Yang Fei's eyes suddenly stared straight past Liang Jiayi.

His face showed a mix of embarrassment and seriousness.

"Leader Luo, why have you come back again, did you forget something?"

Liang Jiayi's heart skipped a beat, and she swiftly broke free from Yang Fei's embrace.

She hastily adjusted her clothes, looking back.

But behind Liang Jiayi, the crowd flowed; where was the figure from Luo Dicheng?

When Liang Jiayi turned her head back, where was the silhouette of that charming rogue, Yang Fei?

This damn guy never let himself be caught in an awkward situation.

He had already taken the opportunity to sneak away.

Liang Jiayi felt aggrieved and stamped her feet.

"Yang Fei, you jerk, you stamped me with your mark, you won't be able to run away."

Not far away, Yang Fei hid behind a roadside tree.

Listening to such a "terrifying" threat, his heart pounded erratically.

Yang Fei stayed rooted to the spot for a long time.

He watched as Liang Jiayi huffed away before he felt relieved to leave.

Damn it, women are indeed tigers, not only can't you mess with them, you can't even kiss them.

The more I owe in peach blossom debts, the less I know what to do.

Yang Fei thought that dealing with himself and the various beautiful women was even more difficult than achieving Martial Dao Divine Connection.

However, Yang Fei never regretted it.

As a professional rogue, without beauties, what's the point of living?

"Worst comes to worst, I'll take all of you to Dragon Island."

"Get you all pregnant, bear me lots of children, and take turns serving me every day."

With such thoughts, Yang Fei felt a few pounds lighter; all worries cleared from the sky.

Humming a tune, the guy leisurely left the scene.

When Yang Fei arrived back at Longyuan Villa, it was already past seven in the evening.

Lin Xueyi, Xiao Xuanya, and Zhang Lifang were all in the living room.

Xiao Xuanya was typing on a laptop, her fingers rapidly composing an article.

Her slender and elegant fingers tapping on the keyboard had a charm of their own.

And her entire body's silhouette was graceful and enchanting.

This fairy, no matter where she was or how she posed, always had an allure that tantalized.

Lin Xueyi was watching TV, while Zhang Lifang was lying on the sofa with a face mask.

Looking at the three beauties in the villa, Yang Fei felt a touch of warmth in his heart.

He pushed open the door, and Lin Xueyi cried out, "Aiyo."

"Liang Jiayi called me and said that Leader Luo wants to meet you. Have you seen him yet?"

Yang Fei chuckled, "I have seen him."

"Leader Luo asked me to speed up the development of Dianjiang Pier. He's willing to lend us five hundred million."

Zhang Lifang and Lin Xueyi were both startled.

"A five hundred million loan, isn't that terrifying?"

Although Zhang Lifang and Lin Xueyi were no longer the uncultured rich of old, only interested in a few million or ten million,

such a huge loan still set their hearts racing.

Su Yinxue turned her head and smiled with pursed lips.

"Sister Xueyi, there's at least over two billion in Yang Fei's bank card."

"This guy is loaded with cash, what are you afraid of?"

Yang Fei burst into laughter, proudly echoing Su Yinxue's teasing.

"Yeah, Big Bro is loaded, what are you afraid of?"

Then, Yang Fei's face turned bitter.

"Actually, Brother Fei is terribly poor. I don't even have money to buy underwear. Believe it or not?"

The three girls looked at each other and then burst into laughter.

In fact, the capital flow in Yang Fei's account had indeed surpassed forty to fifty billion.

The gift from the Queen Feijin and the pirate booty amounted to a total of nine billion US Dollars.

In addition, he had extorted another five billion Huaxia currency from Yi Jun'an.

However, for the vastness of the Lanting Group and Yalan International, these funds were still far from enough.

The investment in Lanting Hotel exceeded three billion.

To maintain the operations of Yalan International, Yang Fei had invested over twenty billion.

And the biggest investment went into Lanting Construction Co., Ltd., which took up more than ten billion.

These investments would all yield high returns in the future.

But right now, there hadn't been any income.

As for Tide Ocean Shipping Co., Ltd. and the Treasure Basin Pawnshop.

The capital flow between these two enterprises and Dragon Island had already created a good economic cycle.

Unless absolutely necessary, neither Yang Fei nor Su Yinxue intended to touch the funds of these two businesses.

After all, Yang Fei, the Dragon King, was merely an acting Dragon King.

He couldn't take advantage of An Zichen's trust to do such disloyal things.

So, whenever the development of Dianjiang Pier was mentioned, Yang Fei was still worried sick.

No money.

The five billion loan from Luo Dicheng was extremely helpful at this critical juncture.

However, as a real man, Yang Fei would not share these difficulties with the women.

He joked and played the fool, making the three girls laugh and chuckle with delight.

That night, Yang Fei practiced Turtle Extreme for a while but couldn't calm his mind.

He sneaked downstairs and crept into Zhang Lifang's room.

What Yang Fei didn't know was,

on this enchanting spring evening, a conspiracy against Yalan International had begun.

On the southeast side of Yannan City, inside a dilapidated and old hotel,

a middle-aged man in a shabby suit was silently smoking, as if waiting for something.

His face was filled with sorrow, his eyes radiating anxiousness, as he occasionally checked his watch.

A few minutes later, someone opened the door, and a man walked into the room.

The man was round as a ball, with a round stomach, head, and eyes.

Yet, strangely, such a person exuded an authority that was almost too imposing to look at directly.

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