The next day at noon, their lunch got delayed until the afternoon!

Having reached an incredibly intimate level, Xu Ningxue changed into a new set of clothes which made her look even more glamorous.

Each time they were intimate, Xu Ningxue seemed to become more charming. The aura and allure she exuded now were breathtaking.

But at this moment, Xu Ningxue's gaze towards Ye Feng was filled with smiles, a happiness and warmth that was undeniable!

After they had eaten, Ye Feng didn't stay any longer; he still had to return Bai Furong's car.

After a goodbye kiss with Xu Ningxue, Ye Feng went downstairs and drove the badly damaged Maserati towards Ziwan Residence.

When Ye Feng arrived at Ziwan Residence, it was nearly evening.

However, upon entering, he found Bai Furong and Red Rose lying listlessly on the couch, looking sickly.

"What's wrong with you two? Where's Qingxue?" Ye Feng was startled and then scratched his head in confusion.

Seeing Ye Feng, the eyes of Bai Furong and Red Rose lit up with a hungry glint, reminiscent of starving wolves spotting a delicious meal.

"Cough cough... Why are you two looking at me like that?" Ye Feng felt unsettled by the sisters' stares, laughed dryly, and asked.

"Darling! You're finally back!"

"My dear, you're finally here!"

Bai Furong and Red Rose exchanged glances and then gracefully welcomed him, each hugging one of Ye Feng's arms, displaying extreme affection.

Ye Feng was utterly baffled, he had never seen these sister-flowers be so affectionate towards him!

Meow, what the hell is going on here?

I haven't been back for a day, and these two women have gone nuts!

Confused, Ye Feng then reached out to touch their foreheads and asked:

"Cough cough... You don't have a fever, what's going on here?"

Bai Furong and Red Rose blushed in a rare show of embarrassment when they heard Ye Feng's question.

"Well... well, we haven't eaten all day!" said Red Rose, her large eyes filled with sadness as she looked pitifully at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng, once again stunned, asked, "Why don't you eat? Are you trying to diet?"

"Diet my ass! Qingxue went back to the Fang Family to help Fang Lihuang with the funeral arrangements! Bai Furong is too stupid to cook!"

Red Rose quickly reverted to her straightforward manner, casting a disdainful glance at her sister as she bluntly continued.

Upon hearing this, Bai Furong's face turned green with irritation, "You have the nerve to talk about me, you nearly burned down the kitchen when you tried to cook!"

At this moment, the two sisters faced each other off like fighting cocks, neither willing to back down.

Ye Feng finally realized what was happening and couldn't help but burst into laughter, understanding that both women were useless in the kitchen.

"Couldn't you have eaten out?"

"Bai Furong said outside food is too dirty, plus not as tasty as yours! That's why we've been waiting for you to come back and cook!" Red Rose once again shifted the blame onto her sister.

And Bai Furong, wishing she could explode her foolish sister's chest out of frustration, shot back, "You were the one who said that, okay! Don't throw all the blame on me!"

Hearing the sister-flowers were on the verge of brawling, Ye Feng quickly raised his hands in surrender, "Alright! My esteemed young ladies, no need to argue, I'll get cooking, it'll be ready in no time!"

Ye Feng, being a man who cherished and adored flowers, naturally did not want the sister-flowers to wither like dandelion tails and leisurely made his way to the kitchen.

...

In the afternoon, after having lunch, Bai Furong and Red Rose went their separate ways, one to the police station and the other to the bar.

Just as Ye Feng was tidying up and about to head back to school for class, he suddenly received a call from Shu Yuehua.

"Hello! Teacher Shu, what's up?" Ye Feng was surprised, as this was the first time Shu Yuehua had taken the initiative to call him.

Shu Yuehua seemed a bit down, and her voice was cool as she said, "I'm waiting for you at the coffee shop on Commercial Street..."

After that, Shu Yuehua hung up the phone promptly.

Ye Feng scratched his head, puzzled, wondering what was up with her today since her mood seemed off.

However, he didn't mind; he promptly went out the door, hailed a taxi, and headed towards the commercial street.

The commercial street is the busiest area in the Shallow Water Bay District, peppered with a dazzling array of upscale shops—women's shopping paradise.

And on one corner of the commercial street stands a coffee shop.

On the third floor of the coffee shop, a woman sits quietly in a corner seat, blankly watching the stream of people below, lost in a daze.

In front of the woman, on the table, there are a coffee pot, coffee powder, light cream, cocoa powder, and a cup of cappuccino that has gone cold.

The woman has a perfect and sultry figure, her curvy lines temptingly devilish. At this moment, almost every man in the coffee shop has his eyes focused on her, their gazes hot and intense, as if they wished they could melt her down.

Moreover, her face is enchanting and delicate, with porcelain skin, a high nose bridge, and flawless facial features; a pair of glasses rests on her nose, adding an air of intellectual beauty to her allure. Just one glance is enough to make one's heart skip a beat.

The woman had been sitting there all morning, staring blankly, sometimes even unconsciously shedding a couple of tears, stirring a sense of pity.

The men in the coffee shop had noticed her as soon as she walked in, and many waited for hours, still only seeing her sitting there alone, which made some grow restless.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a face full of prosperity came over with a hot latte.

"Miss, would you like a cup of coffee?"

With a smile he thought was charming, the middle-aged man set the hot coffee in front of the woman and then attempted to sit across from her.

"That's not your seat!"

Just as the middle-aged man's backside touched the chair, the woman spoke. She turned her head, her phoenix eyes icy cold:

"Why would you offer me coffee?"

Uh...

Hearing the woman's words, the middle-aged man's face showed a trace of embarrassment, but he still politely stood up again and said with a smile:

"I see you've been sitting here all morning, and your coffee has cooled. I'm offering you a cup; let's make friends."

The middle-aged man was a regular in the coffee shop, and his gaze was sharp. Most of the time, women who come alone to a coffee shop are missing a man, or rather, seeking excitement!

He took this woman to be one in search of thrills.

At this moment, his heart was boiling; it was his first encounter with such a beautiful woman looking for excitement, especially one with such a sensational figure, truly the object of any man's dreams.

While the middle-aged man's heart was ablaze, though harboring lewd thoughts, his face maintained a modest smile, an air of a successful person.

"Make friends?" Upon hearing this, the woman's lips curled with disdain, and she looked straight at the middle-aged man:

"After making friends, is it that you want to sleep with me?"

Uh...

When the woman directly voiced his inner thoughts, the middle-aged man became even more embarrassed.

Just as he was about to say something, the woman pushed the latte aside, picked up the cooled cappuccino, and took a gentle sip:

"Do you understand the secret language of cappuccino? Since you don't, just go away!"

The woman was merciless, instantly causing the man's face to stiffen, turning somewhat unsightly:

"Miss, cappuccino is just a regular coffee, what secret language? That's all children's talk!"

Indeed, the middle-aged man did not know of any secret language associated with cappuccino, but he didn't want to back down either, especially since such a top-grade woman might never be encountered again!

The contempt in the woman's eyes grew colder upon hearing his words.

But she was too lazy to deal with this sleazy guy; she continued to sip her cooled cappuccino while staring blankly downstairs, waiting for that person.

However, just at that moment, at the entrance to the third floor of the coffee shop, a clear voice rang out:

"Cappuccino, bittersweet in flavor, symbolizes a hopeful wait! Waiting is bitter, hope is sweet; alone in bitterness, someone waits for that sweet moment, sitting in a corner, awaiting the arrival of her destined one to share the taste!"

As the voice sounded, everyone on the third floor turned toward the staircase entrance, and when the woman saw who was speaking, tears once again uncontrollably streamed down her face!

Yes! She was waiting in bitterness, waiting for the one who brought sweetness to her life!

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