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Chapter 225 - 201 【Arrogant】

Chapter 225: Chapter 201 【Arrogant】

The sunset cast its glow to the west, turning the sky into a blaze resembling a fiery cloud, more so like a painting full of imposing momentum.

Under the sunset, the tranquility of Tan Palace Noble District was broken. Luxury and sports cars came and went; their owners either affluent elites returning home from a day’s work or mistresses and second wives heading out to enjoy dinner and the nightlife.

One returning, one departing, their lifestyles were distinctly different yet both constituted the main residents of the Tan Palace Noble District.

"Ruoshui, stop meditating. Quick, change your clothes. We’re going out to eat."

At Villa No. 12 in Tan Palace, Su Liuli, having finished dressing up, saw Situ Ruoshui meditating in her pajamas like an old monk on the bedroom’s bay window and shouted.

"Sister Liuli, just wait a bit longer. My telekinesis has not fully recovered yet." Situ Ruoshui opened her eyes, looking pitifully at Su Liuli, begging.

"My goodness, it’s almost six o’clock. How long will we wait for your telekinesis to recover? Hurry up and change!"

Su Liuli was almost in tears. Over the past two days, Situ Ruoshui had been obsessed with cultivation as if possessed, staying up all day and night, either practicing magic or sitting in meditation.

"Alright, I’ll change my clothes."

Upon hearing this, Situ Ruoshui helplessly nodded her head and right in front of Su Liuli, undid her pajamas, revealing smooth skin like jade and her snowy white 36D breasts.

"Oh my, you aren’t even wearing a bra! Aren’t you afraid that Ye Fan, that pervert, will peek at you?" Su Liuli helplessly patted her forehead upon seeing this.

Situ Ruoshui shyly smiled, "Sister Liuli, I forgot."

As they talked, Situ Ruoshui, barefoot and white as snow, walked straight to the wardrobe, opened it, and took out a white cartoon bra and panties.

"Ruoshui, don’t tell me you’re not even wearing panties." Su Liuli widened her eyes upon seeing this.

"Forgot that too." Situ Ruoshui blushed and shyly nodded.

"—"

Su Liuli was at her wit’s end.

Twenty minutes later, Situ Ruoshui, who had not applied makeup, followed Su Liuli downstairs into the grand hall.

In the grand hall, Ye Fan, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, had been waiting for a while and upon seeing them come downstairs, stood up and asked Su Liuli, "Didn’t we agree on leaving precisely at 5:30? It’s now 6:10."

"Ask her." Su Liuli pointed at Situ Ruoshui.

Hearing this, Situ Ruoshui blushed again, her cheeks reddening as she kept her head down, not daring to look at Ye Fan, fearing that Su Liuli might reveal that she wasn’t wearing a bra and panties.

"Yuxin will be at the restaurant soon. Let’s hurry." Ye Fan, guessing that Situ Ruoshui had been immersed in meditation and magic practice, smiled, then took the lead out of the villa’s grand hall.

Two minutes later, once Su Liuli and Situ Ruoshui got into the car, Ye Fan started the car and drove out of the villa.

In the back seat, Situ Ruoshui first looked at Ye Fan, then turned to Su Liuli and timidly asked, "Sister Liuli, can I meditate for a bit?"

"Meditate, my foot!" Su Liuli snapped, "Ruoshui, if you keep obsessing over cultivation, I’m cutting ties with you!"

"Ah—"

Situ Ruoshui was startled and hastily grabbed Su Liuli’s hands, cooing, "Don’t be mad, Sister Liuli. I won’t meditate anymore, okay?"

"Ever since moving into Tan Palace Villa, Yuxin is busy with work during the day and meditation at night and has no time for me, and now you’re busy with meditation and cultivation day and night. Do you even want me to live?" Su Liuli complained gloomily.

With a sly glint in her eyes, Situ Ruoshui suggested, "Sister Liuli, you could ask Big Brother to teach you how to cultivate."

"Hmph, if I ever cultivate, I’d join a Buddhist sect and seek teachings from that master in Southern Tibet."

Su Liuli snorted, "Don’t think you all are having fun with your cultivation now. Once I become a follower of Buddha, I will surely become a leader of the Buddhist sect and thrash you all like it’s nothing."

"Su Liuli, you’re so fierce. Does anyone know that?" Ye Fan finally couldn’t stand it anymore.

"—"

Upon hearing this, Su Liuli, feeling a sting, immediately lunged towards Ye Fan, scratching and clawing, "Ye... Ye Fan, I’m going to kill you!!"

"Giggle..."

Seeing this, Situ Ruoshui laughed, her chest trembling with laughter, as the car was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Thirty minutes later, Ye Fan drove to a restaurant named ’Tan’s Private Kitchen.’

As it was peak dining time, the restaurant was extremely busy, and the parking lot was full. Ye Fan finally managed to find a parking space.

After parking the car, Ye Fan led Su Liuli and Situ Ruoshui towards the restaurant and saw Pan Jueming, dressed in a business suit, patiently waiting at the entrance.

"Mr. Ye, Miss Ruoshui, Lady Su!" Seeing the trio, Pan Jueming immediately came forward, slightly bowing.

"In the future, you don’t need to come in person for such small matters. Since you’re here today, let’s dine together."

Ye Fan sighed gently, as he had specially called Pan Jueming to book the diner due to his lack of familiarity with Dong Hai’s dining options, but he hadn’t expected Pan Jueming to not only reserve the place but also to personally come over.

"Alright."

Pan Jueming nodded his head, quietly noting it down.

A few minutes later, led by Pan Jueming, Ye Fan and two others entered a private room on the fourth floor of the restaurant.

In the room, Su Yuxin, dressed in a business suit, sat on the sofa, looking at a financial statement. Hearing the door open, she quickly turned her gaze toward the entrance.

"Yuxin, do you really need to go without sleep or food over this?"

Seeing the financial statement in Su Yuxin’s hands, Su Liuli couldn’t help but laugh and cry as she approached, snatched the report, and tossed it aside on the sofa.

Su Yuxin smiled helplessly, "Jin Emperor just called; he’ll be here in ten minutes."

"Mr. Ye, you guys chat a bit. I’ll wait for Mr. Su at the door." Upon hearing this, Pan Jueming took the initiative, not waiting for Ye Fan to respond. He tactfully turned and left, giving space to the three of them.

Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn’t help but smile painfully—Pan Jueming’s every small gesture was a clear display of his loyalty!

"Damn it, how can Dong Hai be even more congested than Hanghu?"

Meanwhile, two kilometers away from Tan’s Private Restaurant at a crossroad, Su Jindi sat in an eye-catching Lamborghini, like an ant on a hot pan, excessively anxious.

"Buzz——"

Seconds later, the red light turned green, and Su Jindi slammed down the accelerator. The dazzling Lamborghini roared and instantly shot forward, overtaking the cars in front and causing the surrounding drivers to curse angrily.

Indifferent to this, Su Jindi could not hear them, and even if he had, he would not care—he had finally come to Dong Hai to meet with Ye Fan and others for a meal, and he could not afford to waste time on the road.

At seven o’clock, Su Jindi drove to the parking lot of Tan’s Private Restaurant. He spotted an empty parking spot right in front of the lot and immediately drove toward it.

Just as Su Jindi was about to park the Lamborghini in that spot, a security guard appeared in front, waving his hand to indicate that parking was not allowed here.

"Isn’t this spot empty? Why can’t I park here?" Su Jindi opened the car window, full of confusion and asked.

"Sorry, sir, this parking spot has been reserved by another guest," the security guard said apologetically. "And the guest has already arrived, right behind you."

Hearing this, Su Jindi instinctively looked at the rearview mirror and was shocked to see a Maybach following his car.

"Beep beep..."

At the same time, from the Maybach behind, the middle-aged driver, seeing the Lamborghini still obstructing the way, pressed the horn, which sounded exceedingly shrill.

Hearing the piercing honk from behind, Su Jindi became extremely angered. He wanted to lash out, but remembering what Ye Fan had once told him—that flaunting power over the lower classes was a display of weakness—forced his anger down and drove forward.

Luckily for Su Jindi, he hadn’t driven a few meters when a car left, and he quickly parked in the vacated spot.

Getting out of the car, Su Jindi was about to head to the restaurant when he saw a woman getting out of the Maybach.

Under the lighting at the restaurant’s entrance, Su Jindi could clearly see that she was a tall, curvaceous woman with long curly hair, wearing the latest fashion released at the Milan Fashion Festival by the European Union, carrying the newest Hermes handbag, and wearing a white pearl necklace that shimmered enticingly under the lights.

The woman seemed to notice Su Jindi’s gaze; her lips curved up slightly as she looked down on him from above, then sashayed into the restaurant with her hips swaying.

Apparently, she liked being eyed by men. But even more, she enjoyed the superiority that her privilege brought her!

At the same time, the man acting as the driver glared fiercely at Su Jindi from behind the woman, as if warning him that any more inappropriate looks would get his eyeballs gouged out.

Already annoyed from having his parking spot taken, Su Jindi felt his anger rise upon meeting the man’s gaze.

Despite his irritation, influenced by Ye Fan to no longer be arrogant or overbearing, Su Jindi refrained from causing trouble and jogged towards the restaurant.

Seconds later, Su Jindi followed behind the woman’s driver into the restaurant, quickly brushed past the woman, and headed straight for the elevator.

Seeing this, the woman slightly frowned.

"Miss Song, that kid is uncouth; it’s not worth your anger," the driver said with a solicitous smile on his face. His master had many women, but he only cared about Miss Song, who came from Yanjing just like him. They had been together for several years, discussing marriage.

For this reason, he did not want Miss Song to complain about him to their master for incompetence.

Miss Song kept silent, and with the receptionist leading the way, full of envy, walked to the elevator and waited with Su Jindi.

"Ding-dong——"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the elevator doors opened. Su Jindi was about to step in when suddenly a strong hand pressed on his shoulder, stopping him from moving forward.

Whoosh!

Su Jindi’s face fell, and turning around, he saw the middle-aged man’s gloomy face. He frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Miss Song, please."

Ignoring Su Jindi’s anger, the middle-aged man gestured for Miss Song to enter the elevator and then forcefully shoved Su Jindi to the side, "Move aside!"

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