Chapter 125: A Shameless Request

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: A Shameless Request

Ye Feng’s voice was low as he said, "Yufei, I actually think the old man was right. It’s almost dawn. I’ll just crash in your room."

"You... what did you say?" It took a moment for Xiao Yufei to process his words. Flustered and angry, she said, "You... you’re already with Wang Luyao! Besides, you said we’d be like brother and sister from now on. How can you still act like this?"

Ye Feng pulled Xiao Yufei straight into the room and looked at her with a dead-serious expression. "Yufei, don’t overthink it. The only reason I want to stay here is to look at your ass. I honestly have no other intentions..."

"You..." Xiao Yufei stared at Ye Feng, her anger flaring. First, he looked at her chest, and now, even worse, he wanted to look at her ass. ’This... isn’t this just too perverted?’ she thought. She looked at Ye Feng and shouted furiously, "Ye Feng, in your eyes, am I just that kind of easy person? Am I someone who just lets people look at her body whenever they want?"

He saw that Xiao Yufei was so angry her eyes were red.

"Yufei, that’s not what I meant. I want to look at your ass because I want to..." Ye Feng tried to explain, but before he could finish, Xiao Yufei cut him off angrily. "Get out."

When Ye Feng saw that she was so angry she was crying, he sighed and left helplessly.

’Sigh, I was too hasty with my words. Anyone would be angry,’ he thought. ’Oh well. I’ll wait for her to calm down and then explain it slowly.’

...

「The next day.」

Jiangcheng Holy Banner Bank.

Colorful banners fluttered in front of the bank. A red carpet stretched from the bank’s entrance all the way to the main road.

The sides of the red carpet were lined with flower baskets and bouquets, their sweet fragrance filling the air.

At the end of the red carpet, a group of people waited. The two at the head of the group were none other than Nangong Xue and Nangong Shan.

The investment ceremony for the Rosfield Clan was to be held here today.

Nangong Xue and Nangong Shan had arrived early to welcome them at the entrance, but the appointed time of eight o’clock had long passed, and not a single investor had shown up.

Nangong Xue glanced at her watch. It was already 8:30, but there was still no sign of anyone. Her brow furrowed slightly.

Beside her, Nangong Shan looked at Nangong Xue and offered a comforting smile. "Xue’Er, they are major tycoons, after all. It’s only natural for them to be busy. Let’s just wait a little longer."

Nine o’clock arrived, but there was still no movement from the investors. This time, even Nangong Shan was losing his patience. He looked at Nangong Xue and said, "Xue’Er, why don’t you give Ye Feng a call? See what’s going on."

Nangong Xue nodded and dialed Ye Feng’s number.

The phone rang for a long time before a yawning voice finally answered, "Hello, who’s this? Calling this early in the morning, are you trying to keep people from sleeping?"

Nangong Xue was about to explode with rage. She roared furiously, "Look at the time! How can you still be sleeping? Are you a pig?"

Ye Feng’s annoyed voice came through the phone. "Nangong Xue, what are you yelling about? What does it matter to you what time I sleep in?"

Nangong Xue hissed through gritted teeth, "Today is our signing ceremony with the Rosfield Clan, have you forgotten? If it weren’t for this, you think I’d bother with you? Get your ass over here right now, or you can forget about seeing ’that’!"

Now that she had leverage over Ye Feng, Nangong Xue’s tone was extraordinarily imperious.

"Holy crap, now she’s threatening me," Ye Feng muttered with a wry smile and quickly got out of bed.

’No choice,’ he thought. ’I’m the one who needs her help right now!’

Ye Feng quickly got ready and drove toward the Holy Banner Bank.

...

At the Holy Banner Bank, Nangong Shan anxiously asked Nangong Xue, "Xue’Er, what did Ye Feng say?"

Nangong Xue replied through gritted teeth, "What could he say? Does he dare not to come?"

Nangong Shan caught on and chuckled. "Right, right. We have the complete upper hand now!"

Just then, someone from behind them shouted, "They’re here! They’re here!"

Nangong Xue and Nangong Shan looked forward and saw two Bentleys pulling up slowly before coming to a smooth stop in the parking lot. A group of people got out. The man in the lead was bald and wearing a suit, his head held high with an air of insufferable arrogance.

Nangong Xue and Nangong Shan hurried over. Nangong Shan smiled and greeted him, "You must be President Wu Yong, from the Rosefield Consortium’s Great Central Plains Region?"

"Mm," the bald man grunted, his head still held high.

"Hello, hello!"

Nangong Shan’s eyes lit up as he quickly extended his hand, but the bald man didn’t even glance at him. He scanned the scene contemptuously, but when his eyes landed on the divinely beautiful Nangong Xue, they instantly lit up.

"And this is?"

Nangong Xue spoke politely, "Nangong Xue, from the Holy Banner Group."

With that, she extended her hand.

The bald man’s high-and-mighty demeanor vanished. Beaming, he reached out and took Nangong Xue’s delicate, jade-like hand, refusing to let go. His fingers began to stroke the back of her hand, creeping further up her arm.

Nangong Xue’s pretty face flushed red, and she yanked her hand away with a jerk.

The bald man was stunned for a second, then let out a dry chuckle.

Nangong Shan quickly stepped in to smooth things over, and the group proceeded to the main conference room, where they took their seats as hosts and guests.

Nangong Shan respectfully handed a stack of documents to Wu Yong with both hands. With a fawning smile, he said, "President Wu, this is the Holy Banner Group’s proposal. Please take a look. I guarantee your investment will see a bountiful return!"

But Wu Yong made no move to take them. He leaned back against the sofa, leisurely smoking a cigarette, his eyes never leaving Nangong Xue. In a tone thick with officialese, he said:

"A dozen or so companies, many of them much larger than yours, have extended an olive branch to me, hoping to secure this investment. So you see, I’m in a difficult position!"

Nangong Shan froze for a moment, then quickly understood. He took out a bank card and offered it over with another fawning smile. "President Wu, a small token of our appreciation. Just something for you to buy some tea."

Wu Yong didn’t even glance at the bank card. He chuckled dryly and said:

"Do you think a man in my position cares about this little bit of money?"

Nangong Shan’s brow furrowed. He looked at Wu Yong and asked cautiously:

"Then, President Wu, what you mean is...?"

Without giving him another glance, Wu Yong turned his head to face Nangong Xue and chuckled.

"I feel like you and I would have a better conversation, beautiful. Come on, let’s find a room and have a nice, long chat."

With that, he got up and walked out, full of confidence.

Having said that much, he was sure Nangong Xue understood his meaning. He was certain she would obediently follow him.

He had been captivated from the moment he first laid eyes on Nangong Xue.

He was a man who had traveled far and wide and seen countless beautiful women, but he had never encountered a masterpiece like Nangong Xue. So today, he was determined to have her.

And he was fully confident that he could make Nangong Xue obediently climb into his bed.

An investment of hundreds of millions. Who could possibly refuse such a temptation?

Nangong Xue did indeed understand his meaning. She never would have thought Wu Yong could be so shameless. Her expression immediately darkened, and she said coldly:

"President Wu, I think this place is just fine. If you have something to say, let’s talk about it here."

Wu Yong hadn’t expected Nangong Xue to reject him. He stopped, turned to look at her, and chuckled dryly.

"Miss Nangong, there are plenty of people who want this investment. And there are plenty of people who want to send a beautiful woman to my bed. Right now, you have two choices. One: refuse me, and you won’t get a single penny. Two: agree to my terms, sleep with me obediently, and I’ll give you as much money as you want. So, I’m asking you now: will it be one or two?"