Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 386 - 386 382 The Beginning of Trouble

386: Chapter 382: The Beginning of Trouble 386: Chapter 382: The Beginning of Trouble Ye Fan and Hu Jing danced closely for more than ten minutes before he felt overwhelmed and stopped,

Due to the loud noise, Ye Fan simply half carried and half pulled Hu Jing out of the dance hall.

Upon exiting the dance hall, Ye Fan said, “This place isn’t good, let’s go somewhere else to have fun.”

Although Hu Jing hadn’t had her fill of fun yet, she complied with Ye Fan.

As they turned to walk towards the parking lot, two men in black chased after them.

“Miss, please wait,” one of the men in black called out.

Ye Fan and Hu Jing stopped and looked at the two men in black, puzzled.

The man who had just spoken continued, “My young master admires you.

Please come back to the second floor and meet him.”

“Sorry, I’m not interested.” Hu Jing frowned, took Ye Fan’s arm, and walked away.

But the two men in black blocked their way and said, “Miss, please don’t make it difficult for us.

It’s just a meeting.”

“Step aside,” Ye Fan said coldly.

The two men arrogantly glanced at Ye Fan and disdainfully said, “You can go, but this young lady is the one our young master wants to meet.”

Ye Fan snorted coldly, suddenly lifted his leg, and kicked twice.

The two clueless men in black immediately screamed and flew five or six meters before falling to the ground, unable to get up.

“Let’s go,” Ye Fan said calmly.

Hu Jing acknowledged, and they walked towards her car together.

After getting into the car and driving away, entering the motorway, Hu Jing sighed and said, “I didn’t expect the dance hall to be so chaotic.”

“Dance halls are notoriously mixed and more severe than bars,” Ye Fan said.

“You better not go there again, even if someone accompanies you.”

“Mhm, I definitely won’t go to dance halls again,” Hu Jing nodded.

After a silence, Hu Jing asked, “Where shall we go next?”

Ye Fan thought for a moment and said, “Let’s go to Yonghui Club.

It’s more expensive there, but it’s safer.”

Women like Hu Jing, when they visit low-end, mixed places, can attract more trouble than Lu Xiaoman.

“Mhm,” Hu Jing replied.

Suddenly, she remembered something and asked, “By the way, the last time you won fifty million from Dragon Young, did he not trouble you afterward?”

“Hehe, yes.

But after I beat him up, he quieted down,” Ye Fan said indifferently.

Hearing this, Hu Jing was greatly surprised.

Having learned about the Dragon family later, she knew what a colossal entity it was.

Ye Fan made it sound so effortless, which likely meant it wasn’t that simple.

She turned and looked at Ye Fan’s determined profile.

Although curious about Ye Fan’s background, her reason kept her from asking further.

When they arrived at Yonghui Club, thanks to the owner giving Ye Fan a gold membership card last time, they didn’t need to trouble anyone and could go straight in.

After casually exchanging for one hundred thousand yuan in chips, as they walked further inside, Ye Fan turned to look at Hu Jing, who was holding his left arm, and said, “Want to play?”

Hu Jing looked up at Ye Fan, smiled, and shook her head, “No.

Let’s go play snooker or something else instead.”

“Mm,” Ye Fan responded.

However, upon entering the billiards room, Ye Fan considered Hu Jing’s tight leather skirt too provocative; he feared it might attract even more onlookers than last time, so he opted to sit at a nearby table instead, ordering some drinks and snacks, and started playing bridge.

It is said that after the two men in black sent by “Boss He” were kicked away by Ye Fan, they lay on the ground for minutes before getting up clumsily and entering the disco hall.

They went upstairs to report to Boss He.

The two men in black harbored a grudge against Ye Fan, and, in the presence of Boss He’s party, they exaggerated the story, which infuriated Boss He and his group, vowing that if they knew the identities of Ye Fan and Hu Jing, they would definitely kill Ye Fan and ruin Hu Jing.

One of the men in black, Sun Bingkun, said, “Boss He, actually, it’s not hard to find out their identities.

I remember their license plate number.

Just by looking it up, we’d know everything.”

“Why didn’t you say so earlier?

Write down their license plate number quickly before we forget!” Boss He exclaimed, “Damn, I’ve been too idle recently; tomorrow I’ll obliterate that pair of dogs!”

Sun Bingkun agreed repeatedly, immediately took out his phone to note down the license plate number, and then sent it to Boss He.

Ye Fan and Hu Jing stayed until half-past ten at Yonghui Club, then finally left and drove back to Dingsheng International Hotel.

Parking at Dingsheng International Hotel, Ye Fan said goodbye to Hu Jing and got out of the car.

Not wanting Hu Jing to know that he lived at Dingsheng International Hotel, he pretended to walk towards his car,

“Ye Fan!” Hu Jing suddenly called from behind.

Ye Fan turned around and saw Hu Jing, who had already exited the car and was standing at the front, her graceful figure standing proud and her beautiful eyes intensely staring at him.

Ye Fan’s heart raced, understanding Hu Jing’s intention, but he dared not make a move.

It would be a massive headache.

“Hehe, what’s up?” he feigned ignorance with a smile.

Hu Jing’s eyes revealed a trace of disappointment but then she smiled and said, “Nothing much, just reminding you to be safe on the road.”

“Hehe, thank you, I will be careful.

You should be careful too,” Ye Fan said with a light smile.

After saying that, he turned his head and continued walking towards his car.

A couple of minutes later, Ye Fan and Hu Jing drove away from Dingsheng International Hotel and went their separate ways.

Ye Fan circled around Dingsheng International Hotel, thinking to himself, “It seems I can’t continue this game with Hu Jing any longer.

Otherwise, sooner or later, I won’t be able to control myself, and that would be big trouble.”

After circling back, he entered the presidential suite.

The living room was brightly lit, and Korean was coming from the stereo.

Wei Ziling, clad in pajamas, was clutching a pillow and sitting on the sofa watching TV.

She saw Ye Fan come in, hurriedly grabbed the remote control to change the channel.

“Mr.

Ye, you’re back,” Wei Ziling straightened up and called out with a smile, “The medicinal soup is ready and has been warmed up.

You can drink it now.”

“Mm.

Thank you.

But there’s no rush,” Ye Fan responded and sat on another sofa, pouring himself a cup of water to drink while taking out his phone from his pocket.

Intending to place it on the table, he changed his mind and picked it up again, unlocked the screen to check, and noticed a missed call from Tantai Wanrong.

“Tantai Wanrong called me?” Ye Fan immediately opened the missed call details and found it was during the time at the disco.

“I wonder what Auntie Wanrong wanted?” Ye Fan thought to himself.

Seeing that it was already after eleven, fearing to disturb Tantai Wanrong’s rest, he did not call back right away.

However, he sent Tantai Wanrong a text message.

Yet, just moments after the message was sent, Tantai Wanrong’s call came through.

As Wei Ziling was in the living room, Ye Fan answered the phone while walking towards the master bedroom.