Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 222 - 222 218 Can't Tolerate

222: Chapter 218 Can’t Tolerate 222: Chapter 218 Can’t Tolerate Zhao Guodong and Yang Zhizhuo were watching TV in the living room while waiting for Ye Fan to come out.

After more than ten minutes had passed, and seeing that Ye Fan still hadn’t appeared, they exchanged a worried glance.

“Old Zhao, should we go check on him?” Yang Zhizhuo asked.

Zhao Guodong hesitated for a moment, then said, “Let’s wait a bit longer.

Lina and Xiao Fan wouldn’t do something so absurd.”

Right after he spoke, the sound of a door opening came from Zhao Lina’s room.

Zhao Guodong and Yang Zhizhuo both breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Fan walked into the living room calmly, continuing the chat with Zhao Guodong and Yang Zhizhuo.

Zhao Guodong and Yang Zhizhuo also acted as if nothing had happened, but their tone of speaking with Ye Fan became even more cordial.

About five minutes later, Zhao Lina finally changed back into her earlier clothes and came out.

When she got to the living room, she deliberately avoided looking at Ye Fan, sitting next to Yang Zhizhuo instead.

Back in the room, Ye Fan ultimately couldn’t resist pouncing on Zhao Lina and kissed her, which was why it took him more than ten minutes to come out.

The chat went on until nine thirty when Ye Fan finally stood up to say goodbye.

Zhao Lina walked Ye Fan down to his car, suddenly launching a sneak attack on his left calf with her foot.

Although Ye Fan sensed it, he didn’t dodge and let Zhao Lina kick him.

Thankfully, Zhao Lina didn’t use much force, so it wasn’t very painful.

Seeing her sneak attack succeed, Zhao Lina raised her beautiful face with a proud and haughty huff, “Ye Fan, how dare you forcefully kiss me back in the room!

No good deed goes unpunished, and to think I even put on a saree for you.”

“Heh, I really had no choice.

You looked so pretty and sexy in the saree; I couldn’t control myself.” Ye Fan said with a teasing grin.

Zhao Lina snorted lightly, “Rogue!

Making excuses!”

Ye Fan laughed without arguing further with Zhao Lina.

Pausing for a moment, Zhao Lina seemed to remember something and said with a proud lift of her face, “Don’t think I’ll accept you just because you kissed me once.

No way!

Maybe after you’ve trained for another ten or eight years, you might have a slight chance.”

“What if, after ten or eight years, you’ve become a middle-aged aunty?” Ye Fan teased Zhao Lina on purpose.

Since Li Zhaojun was going to divorce him in two months, Ye Fan wasn’t feeling as pressured about his interactions with Zhao Lina.

He felt if there really came a day, Zhao Lina might be a good choice.

“No, maybe Sister Xiao Man seems more suited to be a virtuous wife and loving mother,” Ye Fan couldn’t help thinking to himself.

Zhao Lina was instantly angered to the point that she kicked out at him, but Ye Fan nimbly dodged the kick.

“Hey, can’t we talk this out?

Why resort to kicking and hitting?” Ye Fan shouted.

Zhao Lina glared at him furiously and cursed, “You dared to call me a middle-aged aunty, you’d better stay put, I promise not to beat you to death.”

Saying that, she launched another high kick at him.

Ye Fan immediately stepped back and dodged.

As Zhao Lina’s high kick came, Ye Fan took advantage of the moment to peek under her raised skirt, thinking he saw something.

However, the light wasn’t great and it happened too fast, so he didn’t get a clear view.

Zhao Lina, failing to hit him, kept launching high kicks at him.

Ye Fan dodged while sneak peeking under her skirt during those moments.

After dodging Zhao Lina’s attacks six or seven times, Ye Fan finally got a clear view.

“Hmm, white this time,” he smugly said.

Hearing this, Zhao Lina paused, stopped her assault, and asked with confusion, “What’s white?”

Taking advantage of Zhao Lina’s moment of confusion, Ye Fan knew he had to quickly get in the car or else he would definitely end up escaping on foot tonight.

So, with the speed of lightning, he opened the car door, “swooshed” inside, “bang” quickly shut the door, inserted the key, and started the engine.

Zhao Lina, seeing Ye Fan suddenly getting into the car in a panic as if to escape, couldn’t help but look down and realize she was wearing a dress, instantly understanding what Ye Fan meant.

But by the time she regained her senses, Ye Fan had already floored the accelerator and sped off.

“Ye Fan, you bastard!” Zhao Lina cursed through gritted teeth at the tail lights of Ye Fan’s car, both embarrassed and angry, “I’m going to kill you!”

After driving out of the Baiyun residential area, Ye Fan didn’t head back to the Dingsheng International Hotel directly.

Although it was already ten o’clock at night, he was even less eager to return to the hotel early than he had been when staying in Li Zhaojun’s villa.

“Where to go?” Ye Fan couldn’t help feeling a bit lost.

He drove with the flow of traffic for half an hour when he suddenly saw a quiet little park, so he steered towards it and parked the car in an empty spot next to the park’s entrance.

After getting out of the car, Ye Fan looked around the park.

It was apparently a park one could come and go freely, with virtually no walls, featuring lawns and a few decorative trees, along with a scattering of simple exercise equipment; beyond that, there was nothing else.

Ye Fan walked to the entrance of the little park and looked up at its name: Newcomer Park.

Walking a dozen meters into the park from the main gate made it seem even more tranquil, with the light from a few dim lamps barely outshining the moonlight from the night sky, casting the tree shadows into foreboding, slightly frightening shapes.

Clearly not in a prime location, the park was far from bustling commercial areas and even quite a distance from residential neighborhoods.

With scant human presence, dim lighting, and no security patrols, very few people dared to linger there at night.

In the midst of the city, it was unsettlingly quiet.

However, Ye Fan liked it.

He wandered deeper into the park and found himself on a patch of grass under the shade of three trees, looking up at the moon shining like a silver platter.

“Nice place,” Ye Fan admired.

“I didn’t expect to find such a peaceful spot in the bustling Hua Hai city.”

The atmosphere was so pleasant that Ye Fan couldn’t resist practicing the Rising Dragon Stance.

After a while, he heard what seemed like voices coming from behind to the left; it sounded like two hoodlums were harassing a woman.

“Let’s have a look.” Ye Fan immediately stopped his stance and swiftly walked towards the source of the noise.

Soon, beneath a few trees, he spotted a long-haired girl in purple, ethereal as a fairy under the moon.

Two sleazy men were encircling her, evidently intending to lay their hands on the girl.

Upon recognizing the long-haired girl, Ye Fan calmed down.

He didn’t approach but stood by to watch the scene unfold.

The two sleazy men were quickly sent flying by the girl with a kick, then scrambled away in retreat.

After chasing away the hoodlums, the long-haired girl turned and faced Ye Fan.

Walking up with a smile, Ye Fan greeted her, “I didn’t expect to run into you here.

It’s been a while, Miss Gu Mingshuang.”

It turned out that the long-haired girl was none other than Gu Mingshuang, the young master of the Gulan Martial Arts Hall.

“Hello, Mr.

Ye Fan,” Gu Danshuang acknowledged with a slight bow.

Ye Fan nodded with a smile, “This is a good place.

Do you come here often?”

“Not bad,” Gu Mingshuang responded, “After our last parting, I had hoped Mr.

Ye would visit our humble hall again, but so many days have passed, and I’ve yet to see Mr.

Ye grace us with his presence.

What a shame.”

Despite his young age, Ye Fan was already a master of internal power, and naturally, the Gulan Martial Arts Hall welcomed the exchange with a martial arts master like Ye Fan.

“Heh, my apologies, I’ve been a bit busy,” said Ye Fan.

He had previously considered visiting the Gulan Martial Arts Hall for some training but hadn’t made it due to offending Lin Yuehua.

And now, he had lost interest in going there.

“Oh.

Our hall will always welcome Mr.

Ye’s visit,” said Gu Mingshuang.

“It’s getting late; I must be going.

Goodbye.”

“Goodbye.”

Ye Fan watched as Gu Mingshuang’s otherworldly figure departed.