Chapter 85: So You Want a Beating? Then I’ll Oblige You.

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: So You Want a Beating? Then I’ll Oblige You.

Wang Luyao glared at Ye Feng, annoyed and embarrassed. "What? Isn’t this your fault for wearing me out!"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly understood and couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

"You’re still laughing? Get over here and help me," Wang Luyao said huffily.

Ye Feng walked over with a smile, wrapped an arm around Wang Luyao’s slender waist, and they went to the parking lot together. Then, he drove toward the Emperor Hotel, where Xuanyuan Sword was hosting its banquet.

The two arrived at the Emperor Hotel.

The parking lot was already full of luxury cars. Many of Yun City’s big shots were lined up in front of the hotel, waiting to have their invitation tickets verified to enter!

Ye Feng went to park the car, while Wang Luyao went straight to the line.

Wang Luyao had just taken her place in line when a curly-haired woman in front of her turned, glanced at her, and exclaimed, "Well, if it isn’t Wang Luyao."

Wang Luyao looked up at the curly-haired woman and quickly offered a polite greeting. "Hello, Miss Lin!"

With that, she extended her hand toward the woman.

The curly-haired woman was none other than Lin Qianqian, a member of the Lin family, which ranked third among the four great families of Jiangcheng. She was the second daughter of the Lin family’s Patriarch, Lin Yuan.

Seeing Wang Luyao’s outstretched hand, Lin Qianqian had no intention of taking it. She held her head high, looking down her nose at Wang Luyao, and asked doubtfully:

"This time, the Grand Elder is hosting a banquet for distinguished guests. I heard he only invited the great families of Jiangcheng and all the major players. How could a nobody like you, Wang Luyao, be qualified to get an invitation ticket!"

The next moment, she suddenly sneered, "Oh, I get it. You must have latched onto some rich tycoon and become his mistress, planning to have him bring you in. That must be it. Otherwise, how could you possibly be qualified to attend a banquet of this caliber!

Wang Luyao, I never thought that for someone who looks so prim and proper, you’d turn out to be this kind of woman. Heh, you really are shameless!"

It turned out that Lin Qianqian was in love with Zheng Bin’s son, Zheng Jia. However, Zheng Jia was completely infatuated with Wang Luyao and had utterly ignored Lin Qianqian’s confession of love. Because of this, Lin Qianqian hated Wang Luyao’s guts. Now that she finally had a chance to tear Wang Luyao down, how could she possibly pass it up?

Seeing the strange looks she was getting from the people around them, Wang Luyao’s pretty face flushed crimson. She looked at Lin Qianqian and quickly shook her head, crying out urgently:

"No, that’s not it! I actually have an invitation ticket..."

But before she could finish, Lin Qianqian cut her off contemptuously. "You have a ticket? Heh, it’s not that I look down on you, but you’re simply not qualified. Wang Luyao, how about we make a bet? If you can really produce an invitation ticket, I’ll get on my knees and kowtow to you. But if you can’t, you’ll get on your knees and kowtow to me. Do you dare to accept?

But I’m sure you can’t produce one, and I’m sure you don’t dare to bet, because you’re bound to lose. You’ll definitely be the one kneeling and apologizing to me, understand, you pauper? HAHA..."

Wang Luyao was furious. She was just about to retort when a calm voice sounded from behind her. "A bet? Why wouldn’t we dare."

As the voice fell, Ye Feng strode over.

"And who are you?" Lin Qianqian asked, looking at Ye Feng with a cold voice.

"I’m Wang Luyao’s boyfriend." Ye Feng looked at Lin Qianqian and spoke calmly. "What did you just say? That if my Luyao produces an invitation ticket, you’ll kneel and kowtow to her? Were those your words?"

Lin Qianqian stared at Ye Feng and said arrogantly, "I said it, so what? Are you going to help her produce it? Give me a break. A piece of trash like Wang Luyao could only find a boyfriend of the same caliber. Just another country bumpkin. You think you’re worthy of getting an invitation ticket?"

The moment her words fell, Ye Feng pulled a stack of invitation tickets from his backpack and threw them directly in Lin Qianqian’s face. He grinned. "Take a look. What are these?"

Then he grabbed another stack and threw it in her face. "Take another look. What are these?"

"And take another look at what these are," Ye Feng said, grabbing yet another stack and throwing it in Lin Qianqian’s face.

Lin Qianqian’s face was red from being hit, but Ye Feng still had another stack in his hand.

Ye Feng turned to Wang Luyao and said with a grin, "Luyao, you wanted to sell these tickets, but I told you not to. Now do you know why? I was saving them to hit people with. How do you feel now? Satisfying, isn’t it?"

Seeing Lin Qianqian’s miserable state, Wang Luyao’s heart soared. She looked at Ye Feng and nodded happily.

Seeing Wang Luyao’s thrilled expression, Lin Qianqian’s anger flared. She pointed a finger at Wang Luyao and roared furiously, "A cheap slut like you just sold her body to find some hot-headed fool to stick up for you! What the hell do you have to be so arrogant about!

I’m telling you, Wang Luyao, you love selling yourself, don’t you? How about I make an introduction for you? You should just go set up shop at the Hundred Flowers Building. With your sluttiness and shamelessness, you’re sure to make a fortune. See? Aren’t I good to you? HAHA..."

"You’ve gone too far." Hearing Lin Qianqian insult her so vilely, Wang Luyao’s face went pale with anger.

Seeing Wang Luyao’s furious expression, Lin Qianqian laughed viciously. "What, not convinced? You want to hit me? Heh, go on, you little bitch. Try and lay a single finger on me..."

Wang Luyao was trembling with anger, wishing she could slap her across the face. But she was wary of the other woman’s status, afraid of bringing disaster upon herself. Just as she was seething with frustration, Ye Feng, who was standing in front of her, suddenly raised his hand and sent a heavy slap across Lin Qianqian’s face. ℯℯ𝘭.

SLAP!

One side of Lin Qianqian’s face immediately swelled up.

Ye Feng looked at her and said calmly, "You wanted to get hit? Then I’ll grant your wish."

Everyone on the scene was stunned. They stared blankly at Ye Feng, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Heavens, who was Lin Qianqian? She was a young lady of the Lin family, which ranked third among the four great families of Jiangcheng. And now she had been slapped in public. How... how was this possible?

Lin Qianqian was also stunned. She clutched her face, looking at Ye Feng in disbelief. She stared at him, her voice trembling as she asked, "You... you actually dared to hit me?"

Ye Feng chuckled. "You dared to insult my, Ye Feng’s, woman. Hitting you is getting off easy!"

Lin Qianqian finally snapped out of it. She glared at Ye Feng and roared, "Fine! You bastard, you dare hit me! I’ll fuck your ancestors for eight generations..."

The moment her words fell, Ye Feng slapped her again with the back of his hand. Then he said with a grin, "Still running that filthy mouth of yours? Then I’ll just keep slapping you until it’s clean."

"You fuc..." Lin Qianqian pointed a finger at Ye Feng, about to roar again, but seeing his hand slowly rising, she choked back the rest of her curse. She glared at him, her face ashen, and snarled, "Fine. Very good. You just wait. I’ll make you understand the price for offending me, Lin Qianqian."

With that, she grabbed her phone and made a call. When it connected, she spoke through gritted teeth, "Dad, you have to get over here, quick! I’ve been hit! Someone hit me!"

A cold voice immediately came through the phone: "Someone dares to hit a member of the Lin family? Someone dares to hit my, Lin Yuan’s, daughter? Very good. You tell him to wait. I’m on my way. I’d like to see just what kind of extraordinary person this is."

After speaking, he hung up with a SLAM.

Lin Qianqian turned back to Ye Feng and sneered, "You just wait. My dad’s on his way."