The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 220 - 220 220 Jiang Yunpeng and Fang Wenxi Wanting to Flip the Table

220: Chapter 220: Jiang Yunpeng and Fang Wenxi Wanting to Flip the Table 220: Chapter 220: Jiang Yunpeng and Fang Wenxi Wanting to Flip the Table In the suite of a Star Hotel, Lin Fei and Chen Qi faced each other completely naked.

Lin Fei was intently admiring Chief Chen’s fiery yet graceful, creamy jade body.

His gaze was as pure as it could be, clearly without any intention of blinking.

Chen Qi, on the other hand, although her gaze toward Lin Fei was also focused, it obviously wasn’t as pure as his.

Chen Qi’s eyes, firmly fixed on Lin Fei, were a mix of outrage, shame, reluctance, and regret…

The complexity of her emotions was as intricate as it could be.

However, with Lin Fei’s explanation that “If I had to find someone, it would have to be a freebie like you”, compared to when she first entered the room, Chen Qi’s murderous intent toward Lin Fei had clearly diminished.

Being competent enough to be the captain of the Zhonghai criminal police, Chen Qi was obviously not foolish.

After Lin Fei’s explanation and some thought, Chen Qi realized that she had probably misunderstood Lin Fei.

If Lin Fei truly had gone behind Chief Chen’s back to find some special services in the hotel, he definitely wouldn’t have the gall to be so brazenly righteous.

Truthfully, Chen Qi cannot be entirely blamed for her obtuseness.

Her fury was nothing but a result of her deep concern turned chaos.

Any woman who hears about her man spending money on special services in a hotel can hardly remain rational.

And it was only Chen Qi, who had just rolled around in the sheets with Lin Fei once and hadn’t really established a relationship with him.

If Chen Qi had been replaced by President Mu, Lin Fei’s fate would surely not be as simple as getting his tongue bitten.

“Qi Qi, you know me, I never like to owe anyone money.

However, I really can’t come up with the cash right now.

If you don’t mind, then I shall repay the debt with my body.

If you disagree, feel free to speak up and we can discuss it.

Hmm, since you’re not saying anything, I’ll take that as your consent.”

Merely admiring with his eyes clearly wasn’t enough to satisfy Mr.

Lin’s appetite.

With such beauty before him, if he couldn’t roll around in the sheets with Chen Qi, then he, Mr.

Lin, would surely be at a loss.

Lin Fei began to make his move, and Chen Qi was somewhat dumbfounded.

Since when had Chief Chen agreed to let Lin Fei repay the debt with his body?

The topic of repaying the debt with the body had always been one Lin Fei himself advocated for, not her.

Chief Chen did want to speak out against it, but you, Lin Fei, have to give her a chance to open her mouth!

Chen Qi was completely defeated by Lin Fei’s shamelessness.

This was the true reflection of Chen Qi’s feelings at the moment.

If it were not for her lips being sealed, Chen Qi would certainly not hesitate to vehemently question Lin Fei.

Daring to do so to Chief Chen, Lin Fei was definitely the first.

…

In the presidential suite of the Hilton Hotel, one of Zhonghai’s top ten five-star hotels, two young men sat opposite each other on a wide, soft, genuine leather sofa.

The one who initiated the conversation was Fang Wenxi, the Fang Family’s eldest son who had been tricked out of fifty million by Lin Fei.

Sitting opposite Fang Wenxi was a young man of a similar age, with a long, narrow face and indifferent eyes.

This young man, who Fang Wenxi called Lieutenant Jiang, reminisced upon hearing Fang Wenxi’s question, his slightly thin lips parting slightly, “It’s been almost three years, I suppose.”

“Three years, neither too long nor too short.” Fang Wenxi leaned back slightly, resting his entire back on the sofa, his arms draped over the edge of the sofa, chuckling softly, “In these three years, I’ve heard quite a lot about you, Lieutenant Jiang.”

“All mere reputations, nothing significant,” the young man referred to as Lieutenant Jiang by Fang Wenxi humbly responded with a slight shake of his head.

“The youngest major of the Azure Dragon Army, if even that is considered mere reputation, then I can only say, excessive humility is actually arrogance, my dear Jiang.”

From Fang Wenxi’s words, it could be inferred that this young man across from him, who hardly smiled, was none other than Jiang Yunpeng, the one intent on wrestling Chen Qi away from Lin Fei.

Jiang Yunpeng’s slightly thin lips curved upward slightly, “Fang is too kind.

According to what I know, in these three years, the Zhonghai business world has hailed you extensively, Fang.

If I’m not mistaken, it won’t be long before you fully take over all the industries under the Fang Family’s name.”

“That’s nothing compared to you, Lieutenant Jiang.

At such a young age, you’ve achieved a major’s rank, with a limitless future ahead.” While saying this, Fang Wenxi pulled out an envelope from his bosom and passed it to Jiang Yunpeng, “As far as I know, your return this time is to win the heart of Miss Chen from the Chen Family.

Pursuing a woman without money doesn’t work, so consider this a little something from me, which might increase your chances of success.”

“Your sources are really well-informed,” Jiang Yunpeng looked deeply at Fang Wenxi, then took the envelope and pulled out the check inside.

With just a glance, Jiang Yunpeng’s lips once again curled up slightly, “Ten million.

Three years apart, but you, Fang, have become more generous.”

“If it weren’t for being swindled out of fifty million a while ago, my contribution would have been even more generous.” Fang Wenxi took a large gulp of XO from the table, and despite his warm gaze filled with smiles, a distinct trace of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes.

“Oh?

Do tell,” Jiang Yunpeng subtly pocketed the envelope, joined Fang Wenxi for a drink, and spoke out.

“Just a boisterous clown with a bit more brawn, not worth mentioning.”

After Fang Wenxi finished speaking, just as Jiang Yunpeng was about to say something, his phone suddenly rang.

“It seems that the ten million you gave me, Fang, I will be using it pretty soon.” Jiang Yunpeng said with a smile to Fang Wenxi, casually answered the call, and softly said, “Qi Qi, calling me so late, what’s on your mind?”

“Jiang, listen well, I’ve found the man I like.

From now on, stay as far away from me as possible, and don’t let me see you again.

If I see you again, I’ll hit you each time,” the voice on the other end of the phone said assertively.

The only person who could speak to Jiang Yunpeng over the phone with such domineering confidence was none other than Chen Qi, the violent policewoman herself.

Although Chen Qi didn’t shout, her voice was loud enough for both Jiang Yunpeng and Fang Wenxi to hear clearly.

Obviously, they were both shocked.

However, the next male voice that came from Jiang Yunpeng’s phone almost made both Jiang Yunpeng and Fang Wenxi feel the urge to flip the table in unison.

It was easy to understand why Jiang Yunpeng wanted to flip the table; after all, the woman he had publicly vowed to pursue was spending the evening with another man, clearly doing something that almost drove him mad.

And for Fang Wenxi, the reason he wanted to flip the table was that he recognized the owner of the male voice: the very “culprit” who had caused him, Fang, to lose fifty million.