The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 109 - 107 Birthday Feast

Chapter 109: Chapter 107 Birthday Feast

Lin Shiyu felt helpless, "Ah... so that’s how it is, but the Zhang Family hasn’t delivered the gambling house as agreed..."

"Is Zhang Xin seeking death?" After hearing Lin Shiyu’s words, Ye Feng’s tone suddenly grew several degrees colder.

Although Ye Feng didn’t care about the gambling house, it was something he had won. Since it belonged to Ye Feng, there was no room for reneging on the deal, and he naturally intended to retrieve it.

"Forget it, the Zhang Family Patriarch, Zhang Jiuling, has already stepped in personally. He sent someone with an invitation today, giving me a check for ten million, suggesting we call it even, and also invited me to attend the birthday banquet at the Zhang Family today!" Lin Shiyu said helplessly.

"Oh?" Ye Feng let out a cold chuckle, "Don’t worry, I will handle the gambling house issue, and the funds will definitely be in place tomorrow."

After hearing Ye Feng’s words, Lin Shiyu grew a bit anxious, "Ye Feng, forget it. That money wasn’t ours to begin with. Let it be. There’s no need for a confrontation to the death with the Zhang Family. It’s unwise to oppose them. Our Lin Family has only risen in the last decade or so and hasn’t stood firm yet; it’s not suitable for us to go head-on against old-money families like the Zhang and Wan Families!"

"Don’t worry, I have my limits..." Ye Feng said indifferently, and then left Lin Shiyu’s office.

Ye Feng appeared calm on the surface, but deep down, a rage was burning.

The thing that Ye Feng had won, the other party was trying to renege on it, a gambling house worth over sixty billion, and they had the audacity to bring a mere ten million to settle the matter. That was like fobbing off a beggar. This was a debt that Ye Feng was determined to collect!

After work, Ye Feng didn’t go home with Lin Shiyu. Instead, he called Zheng Yonggang and headed towards the Zhang Family.

Lin Tian Garden, one of the high-end villa compounds in Lin Tian City, was a project owned by the Zhang Family themselves, so they built a mountaintop mansion on the top, which was pompous and magnificent like a palace.

Today, the Zhang Family was especially lively, festooned with lights and decorations, and everyone was immersed in a joyous atmosphere.

But two individuals were deeply troubled—these were none other than Zhang Xin and Sun Zhong.

They had reneged on the agreed and contractually bound transfer of the gambling house to Lin Shiyu.

Having experienced Ye Feng’s tactics, both Zhang Xin and Sun Zhong were very worried about whether Ye Feng would attack the Lin Family today.

If he did come, they wondered whether the seven Martial Artists, the Seven Stars of Lin Nan, invited by Zhang Jiuling could really withstand him.

Inside the Zhang Family’s residence, the place was bustling with arriving guests already taking their seats.

At the entrance of the Zhang Family, two men approached slowly—one of them extraordinarily handsome, the other a burly middle-aged man. They were none other than Ye Feng and Zheng Yonggang.

As they arrived at the entrance of the Zhang Family, two security guards blocked their path, "Hello, please show your invitation."

However, without saying a word, Ye Feng strode towards the interior of the Zhang Family house.

Seeing that Ye Feng didn’t present an invitation, the two security guards furrowed their brows again.

"Sir, please show your invitation. Only those with an invitation can enter!" The two security guards reminded him politely yet again.

"No!" Ye Feng replied tersely, continuing his walk towards the inside of the Zhang Family’s residence.

Ye Feng had come to collect a debt, not to attend a birthday banquet. Why would he need an invitation?

The security guards got angry, blocking Ye Feng’s way and warned, "Sir, you can’t enter without an invitation, or only those with invitations can bring you in!"

"What’s going on here?" Just then, a proud woman wearing blue denim shorts and heavily made up approached.

The woman had fine facial features, but the overly thick makeup gave off an excessively flirtatious air and took away a point from her overall image. Nevertheless, she could be considered beautiful.

Upon seeing the woman, the two security guards looked respectful and called out, "Miss."

This person was none other than Zhang Xin’s sister, Zhang Rong.

Zhang Rong looked at Ye Feng with evident interest. She led a loose lifestyle and had a problematic reputation, enjoying her time with third or fourth-tier celebrities and young stars.

Now, seeing Ye Feng, someone of extraordinary bearing, piqued Zhang Rong’s interest even further.

"Handsome guy, you can’t go in without an invitation. How about this—if you agree to drink with me tonight and keep me happy, I’ll take you in with me. How about it?" Zhang Rong flirted with Ye Feng.

"Scram!" Ye Feng responded with just one word, not even deigning to look Zhang Rong in the eye.

"You ingrate, don’t push your luck! Do you know who I am? I am Zhang Rong, the young mistress of the Zhang Family. There’s no man who overlooks me. You’d better flatter me right now with some sweet words; otherwise, you’ll regret coming here today!" Zhang Rong shouted angrily, threatening Ye Feng loudly.

Nevertheless, Ye Feng didn’t so much as glance at Zhang Rong and just continued walking into the Zhang Family’s residence.

Seeing Zhang Rong get angry, it only made her even more interested, "Ay, so stubborn! But I like it. Tonight, I must have you!"

With those words, Zhang Rong charged directly towards Ye Feng.

Just as Zhang Rong was about to throw herself onto Ye Feng, he extended his right hand and backhandedly delivered a slap.

"Slap!" The crisp sound of the slap resonated clearly in everyone’s ears.

The surrounding security guards were stunned by this scene—one does not simply slap the Zhang Family’s young mistress like that. Everyone was taken aback.

Feeling the burning heat spreading across her face, Zhang Rong was shocked. It was the first time in her life she had been slapped in front of so many people.

"Scumbag! I’ll have you killed, what are you idiots standing around for? Catch him now!"

The surrounding security guards snapped to action and surged forward toward Ye Feng.

"Bastards, daring to create trouble at the Zhang Family, you’re courting death!" The crowd yelled, charging at Ye Feng.

"Stab!" At that moment, blood splattered, and an arm flew high into the air.

"Aah~~" A security guard shrieked in agony, writhing on the ground.

In Zheng Yonggang’s hand was a dagger, and he coldly swept his gaze over the crowd, "Dare to obstruct Mr. Ye again, and I’ll kill!"

That icy word was laden with lethal intent.