Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 449 - 449 445 Undeserved Disaster

449: Chapter 445: Undeserved Disaster 449: Chapter 445: Undeserved Disaster An Qiye’s face soured instantly.

Compared to having dinner with a man, grabbing late-night snacks sparked even more unsavory speculations, the sort that implied something more…

physical to follow.

Of course, one shouldn’t think of a goddess in such terms, but at the very least, it indicated that Dongfang Yunqi was indeed quite close to that man.

The other two young men also darkened in expression.

Though they were well aware they couldn’t pursue Dongfang Yunqi, she was still the goddess in their hearts, and they occasionally fantasized about somehow winning her favor someday.

Now, their fantasy was clearly shattered by some unknown upstart.

“Do you really not recognize that guy?” asked the young man who had just laughed at Jin’s statements, frowning.

His name was Meng Zhanpeng, the son of the chairman of Liyang Group.

In Hua Hai City, only a handful of young talents had the capacity and the courage to pursue Dongfang Yunqi.

It stood to reason they should all know each other.

Jin affirmed with a definitive nod, “Sure!

Really don’t recognize him.”

He continued, “That guy’s face is completely new to me; he’s not one of our circle.

He’s tall and somewhat burly, not handsome, and his skin’s a bit tanned.

Though the clothes he’s wearing are new, they’re definitely not any branded apparel, quite ordinary, as if he just bought them to wear to his date with Dongfang Yunqi.

He could very well be some construction worker from a site.”

He maliciously belittled Ye Fan’s image, inciting intense jealousy within An Qiye and the other two.

“Damn, what a waste, like a fresh flower stuck in cow dung, like a toad feasting on swan meat!” Meng Zhanpeng slammed the table and stood up, his face twisted with jealousy and anger.

Jin snickered darkly from within, fanning the flames, “Isn’t that the truth!”

“Qiye bro, allow me to teach that kid a lesson on your behalf, to show him his place,” Meng Zhanpeng proposed to An Qiye.

An Qiye had already regained his composure and said indifferently, “Peng, there’s no need to be hasty.

Yun Qi has the right to choose her friends.

But since we’ve encountered them, it would be inappropriate not to say hello.”

Jin said, “Qiye bro, you’re the only one who can keep a cool head.

But once Qiye bro shows up, Dongfang Yunqi will immediately understand who the most excellent man is!”

An Qiye gave a faint smile, shook his head lightly, and said to the other three, “Let’s go, we’ll go say hello together.”

“Right, right, let’s see what’s so special about that kid!” Meng Zhanpeng and another young man exclaimed.

Thus, Jin, Meng Zhanpeng, and the third, surrounded An Qiye as they left the private booth.

“Qiye bro, Dongfang Yunqi is over there,” Jin pointed in a direction.

An Qiye followed the direction Jin pointed to and immediately spotted the stunningly elegant Dongfang Yunqi, then his gaze fell upon Ye Fan.

Seeing Ye Fan, An Qiye’s gaze sharpened as recognition dawned on him.

“It’s him!” he exclaimed in his mind, shocked.

He had a particularly profound impression of Ye Fan from the last encounter at Yonghui Club, where Ye Fan had dared to challenge Long Aotian and even won fifty million from him.

However, he wondered privately, “How come Long Aotian didn’t seek revenge after that, allowing him to still be alive and kicking?”

Meng Zhanpeng, who clearly didn’t recognize Ye Fan, saw that Ye Fan matched Jin’s description, filled with jealousy.

How could such a perfect and noble woman like Dongfang Yunqi end up with some common laborer?

An Qiye and his group of four quickly approached the table where Ye Fan and Dongfang Yunqi were sitting.

Ye Fan and Dongfang Yunqi had taken notice of An Qiye’s arrival as well.

“Yun Qi, I didn’t expect to meet you here.

When Jin Yongning mentioned it to me earlier, I was a bit skeptical,” An Qiye said with a handsome smile, laced with a trace of pleasant surprise.

His demeanor was spot-on.

Dongfang Yunqi stood up and greeted An Qiye with a smile, “Mr.

An.”

Young Master Jin and the other two greeted Dongfang Yunqi in turn.

With her astonishing background, elegant beauty, and well-recognized capability and tact, they dared not act as unrestrainedly in front of Dongfang Yunqi as they might behind her back.

After exchanging pleasantries with An Qiye and the others, Dongfang Yunqi didn’t introduce Ye Fan to them, nor did she invite them to sit, clearly indicating she expected An Qiye and his company to leave after the greetings.

Meanwhile, Ye Fan remained seated, showing no intention of getting up to acquaint himself with An Qiye.

He did recognize An Qiye, but they had been in a hostile situation the last time they met.

Since An Qiye wasn’t taking the initiative to greet him, Ye Fan naturally couldn’t be bothered with Hua Hai City’s so-called “One of the Four Young Masters” An Qiye.

However, An Qiye and his group were there for Ye Fan and certainly wouldn’t just say hello and leave.

Unable to hold back, Meng Zhanpeng first questioned Ye Fan arrogantly, “This friend looks unfamiliar.

What’s your name, and what do you do?

Seeing you meet one of Hua Hai City’s Four Young Masters, Qi Ye, why are you still so brazenly sitting there instead of standing up to greet him?”

His tone was condescending, as if interrogating a criminal.

Ye Fan, who had initially paid little attention to An Qiye and his group, was provoked by Meng Zhanpeng’s challenge and finally looked up.

His gaze swept over the four, noting that apart from An Qiye, the other three were full of hostility.

Although An Qiye wore a light smile and seemed benign, Ye Fan still caught a flash of resentment in his eyes.

Ye Fan surmised that his unwarranted predicament stemmed from their jealousy at his perceived favor with Dongfang Yunqi.

In truth, he was nothing more than an ordinary friend to Dongfang Yunqi and had no intentions beyond that.

Yet, given Meng Zhanpeng’s tone, he had no desire to explain anything.

“Mister Meng, this is my friend.

Please be careful with your words and demeanor,” Dongfang Yunqi said with a slight frown, looking at Meng Zhanpeng.

Hearing Dongfang Yunqi directly defending Ye Fan caused Meng Zhanpeng and the others, including Jin Yongning, to harbor even greater resentment towards Ye Fan.

A flash of resentment quickly passed through An Qiye’s eyes as well.

Ye Fan, still seated on the couch, said indifferently, “I’m not acquainted with him.

He approached not to greet me; what have I got to do with one of Hua Hai’s Four Young Masters?”

“To not even recognize one of the Four Young Masters of Hua Hai City, tsk tsk…” Jin Yongning shook his head in cold mockery of Ye Fan’s supposed ignorance.

The other two nodded along, wearing sarcastic smirks on their faces.

An Qiye kept his graceful, faint smile and remained silent, simply observing Ye Fan quietly.

As for Dongfang Yunqi, she had already discerned the intentions of An Qiye and the others but chose to stay silent for the moment, curious to see how Ye Fan would handle it.

Ye Fan couldn’t help but reveal a mocking smile, uninterested in dealing with these pretentious second-generation rich kids.

“What are you laughing at?” Jin Yongning asked coldly.

“Heh, it’s nothing,” Ye Fan chuckled.

“Since you came to greet Yun Qi, and now that you’ve done so, why are you still lingering?

Could it be that after your late supper, you found yourselves short on cash and are looking to borrow money from Yun Qi to settle the bill?”