"Do you really think you're that handsome?"

Ye Feng's indifferent words left Zhong Zheng stunned, followed by his eyes almost shooting flames.

The bastard in front of him had the audacity not only to sleep with the woman he fancied but also to question his handsomeness; it was tantamount to seeking death!

"Fuck! I'm the unanimously recognized number one hottie at the airline company! What the fuck are you?"

It wasn't surprising that Zhong Zheng was so narcissistic; he was indeed quite the looker, with a tall and strong build, sharp features, and an extremely handsome face— these were all perfect tools to kill any silly infatuated girl in a second!

He was even dubbed the number one 'little prince' of Eastern Airlines by some infatuated girls!

It was just unfortunate that he encountered Ye Feng who didn't appreciate his version of handsome!

Upon hearing Zhong Zheng's narcissistic words, Ye Feng's expression turned slightly strange, and he suddenly burst into laughter:

"Your eyebrows are too far apart, one of your eyes is bigger than the other, and although your nose bridge is high, it's somewhat crooked—it must have been surgically altered, with filler added under your nose bridge! And your lips have obviously been thinned out, your chin is overly sharp. Basically, the handsomeness you believe in is merely the product of a scalpel!"

Boom!

That one sentence from Ye Feng was like a bombshell that completely blew Zhong Zheng away.

He stared at Ye Feng with disbelief written all over his face, wondering how he knew.

After all, his cosmetic surgery had taken place before he joined the airline, and nobody in the company knew about it. Even now, he would quietly visit Korea every year to undergo maintenance plastic surgery.

This was his own secret!

But when that secret got punctured by a single sentence from Ye Feng, Zhong Zheng felt as though he was standing utterly exposed before his adversary, filled with shock and rage!

"You're talking out of your ass! I've never had plastic surgery! You dare to slander me, you're asking for death!"

At this moment, Zhong Zheng was driven into a furious embarrassment, having his secret brutally exposed by Ye Feng in front of Wen Lan, and he harbored a deep hatred for Ye Feng down to his bones.

In the heat of his rage, Zhong Zheng completely lost his mind and swung his fist hard towards Ye Feng's head!

Zhong Zheng was tall and strong, and he worked out often, so his punch was full of momentum.

However, as soon as he threw his punch, Ye Feng's fist, fast as a phantom, heavily crashed onto his nose bridge.

Crack!

Zhong Zheng's surgically altered nose bridge instantly collapsed and broke, and a stream of scarlet blood began to flow.

"Holy shit…"

Zhong Zheng immediately felt a mix of soreness and pain in his nose, tears and blood flowing without cease, looking at Ye Feng with both shock and fear in his eyes.

Like a wounded beast, he swung his arms, continuing to throw punches at Ye Feng.

Yet seeing the incoming punches, Ye Feng merely shook his head with disdain and laughed, before landing another punch that split Zhong Zheng's chin wide open!

Crack!

Zhong Zheng's chin and nose bridge hung flaccidly, transforming his once handsome face into an unspeakably ugly one, especially with the overwhelming pain forcing him to crouch on the ground, howling in agony.

"How about that? Do you feel even more handsome now?"

Ye Feng snatched the two breakfasts from Zhong Zheng's hands, then asked with a cheeky smile.

"You... you just wait! This isn't over!"

Zhong Zheng, trembling from the pain all over his body and sweating coldly from his forehead, could only leave those harsh words before quickly running out of the room.

Only after Zhong Zheng had left did Wen Lan snap out of her shock. She looked at Ye Feng with admiration in her eyes.

"How did you figure out he had plastic surgery?"

Wen Lan was exceptionally curious. Zhong Zheng had been working at the airline company for so long, and everyone thought he just had a pretty face; no one ever associated him with plastic surgery.

"Just a guess!"

Ye Feng smiled, then gestured with the breakfast in his hand towards Wen Lan:

"Beauty! How about having breakfast with me?"

Seeing the breakfast that Ye Feng had snatched, Wen Lan's face broke into a delighted smile.

For some reason, when the same breakfast was held by Zhong Zheng, she felt nauseous.

But when Ye Feng held it, she felt ravenous, especially drawn by the tantalizing aroma that made her mouth water.

"Sure! Considering you helped me chase away the pest, I'll accept your offer!"

...

After Ye Feng and Wen Lan finished their breakfast, the two went straight downstairs.

Ye Feng had to return to the Jiang Family, and Wen Lan had a flight to catch.

In a corner of the residential area, a Mercedes 600 was parked. At this moment, Ye Feng and Wen Lan opened the car door and sat inside, about to start the engine.

Just then, as Ye Feng's gaze shifted toward the entrance of the residential area, it suddenly sharpened.

At that moment, four or five burly men wearing T-shirts with two stripes, each holding machetes, charged into the residential area, striding furiously in the direction of where Ye Feng and Wen Lan were.

"That's him! Cousin, it's that bastard who hit me!"

A shrill, resentful voice rang out. It was Zhong Zheng following the burly men, staring at Ye Feng and Wen Lan as they sat in the car, spitefully rushing towards them.

"Fuck! Surround them!"

Zhong Zheng's cousin was a muscular man with a crew cut, standing tall like a tower.

This man's arms were as thick as the calves of a grown man, especially the machete in his hand gleaming coldly, looking extremely frightful.

Wen Lan was startled, her pretty face pale and bloodless, and she immediately tried to lock the car door.

"Wait! Let's get out of the car!"

Ye Feng stopped Wen Lan, his face turning grim as he opened the car door and got out.

He had to deal with the trouble or it might put Wen Lan in danger.

When Wen Lan tried to stop Ye Feng, it was too late, she could only get out of the Mercedes, her face filled with panic.

"Fuck your mother! Wen Lan, you actually snagged a rich guy. He even bought you a Mercedes 600!"

Zhong Zheng, after running out of Wen Lan's room, called his cousin immediately. He hadn't expected his cousin to be near the residential area, and that's why they quickly came and cornered Ye Feng and Wen Lan.

Looking at the brand-new Mercedes 600, Zhong Zheng was filled with both jealousy and hatred. He knew the car must have been bought by Ye Feng for Wen Lan; otherwise, with Wen Lan's standard of living, she definitely couldn't afford such a luxury car.

The only person who had seen Wen Lan and Ye Feng buying a car was the flight attendant Xue Ting, but since Xue Ting had made a fool of herself at the car expo, naturally she wouldn't spread the news. Zhong Zheng just assumed Ye Feng was some rich dude who seduced Wen Lan with a luxury car.

However, it wasn't just Zhong Zheng who looked upset at the moment; his cousin and the several men with him also turned grim after seeing Wen Lan.

"It's that woman!"

While their gazes alternated between Wen Lan and Ye Feng, they were both shocked and enraged.

They had been waiting around the residential area for the past two days because their boss had ordered them to keep an eye on this woman and not allow anyone to harass her.

Yet now, not only had Wen Lan slept with some pretty boy, but she had also annoyed Zhong Zheng, which enraged them even more.

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