The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 20. My name is Shi Feng (second update, seek collection)

Chapter 20: 20. My name is Shi Feng (second update, seek collection)

Editor: Larbre Studio

When Shi Feng woke up, he found himself in a strange room. A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained clarity.

He remembered that yesterday, he faced a revenge attack from his mortal enemy. He exhausted all his means but failed to deal with everyone. Just when he thought he was about to die, he heard the sound of police cars. He thought this was the end, that he would either die at the hands of his enemies or fall into the hands of the police. Unexpectedly, the person who appeared before him was a young girl.

Was he really not dead? Hahaha, since he was alive, when he returned, they should prepare to wash their necks clean.

Shi Feng’s eyes were ruthless, with a sinister smile hanging at the corner of his mouth. He looked at his injuries, all of which had been treated. Other than a pair of shorts, he was wearing nothing, but given his mummified appearance, it didn’t make much difference whether he wore anything or not.

Was the person who saved him the young girl from yesterday?

Shi Feng labored to stand up and walked out of the room. It was a three-bedroom apartment, simply decorated yet very clean.

On the balcony in the living room, there was an easel with an unfinished painting on it.

Just when Shi Feng thought no one was home, he heard the sound of a key in the door. His body tensed in a defensive posture.

The door opened, and seeing the person coming in, Shi Feng’s body instantly relaxed.

Shen Qinglan looked at the person standing in the living room, a flash of surprise passing over her face. "You haven’t left yet?"

Hearing this, Shi Feng felt a moment of embarrassment. He had just woken up when she returned.

Shen Qinglan didn’t bother with him, heading straight into the kitchen. Only then did Shi Feng notice that she was carrying several bags. When she came out, her hands held several bowls with breakfast in them: porridge, buns, fried dumplings, tofu pudding, quite abundant.

Shen Qinglan sat down to eat, feeling the gaze on her, she looked at Shi Feng. "Want to eat together?" She had actually prepared a meal for him.

"In that case, I won’t stand on ceremony." Shi Feng agreed readily. Shen Qinglan said nothing and continued eating.

Shi Feng laboriously moved to the dining table, sitting across from Shen Qinglan. He picked up the untouched porridge and started drinking it. His right hand was injured, so he couldn’t hold chopsticks. Fortunately, there was a spoon, and he lowered his head to drink the porridge.

He hadn’t eaten for a day, and after fighting for such a long time, he was starving. One bowl of porridge wasn’t enough; he grabbed a bun and devoured it in a few bites.

Shen Qinglan quietly ate her tofu pudding.

After eating and drinking their fill, Shi Feng finally felt a hint of strength return to his body and had the leisure to observe Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan was younger than he thought, around twenty years old, astonishingly beautiful, but despite her young age, her entire being exuded a cold aloofness.

"My name is Shi Feng," Shi Feng introduced himself.

"Oh."

That was it? Shi Feng considered himself somewhat notable in Beijing, and most people would react upon hearing his name. Yet here, with the young girl in front of him, it was as if she didn’t recognize him at all.

Didn’t recognize him? Shi Feng suddenly realized. Right, his reputation was in certain circles; those not in those circles wouldn’t know. Judging by this young girl’s appearance, she must be from some wealthy family; otherwise, how could she afford to live in such a nice place alone?

"Thank you for saving me yesterday. I won’t say much, but if you ever need anything, feel free to ask me, and I will do everything I can to help. May I know your name?" Shi Feng said sincerely.

Shen Qinglan finished her last mouthful of tofu pudding, slowly and methodically using a napkin to wipe her mouth. "No need, just don’t cross paths again in the future."

Shi Feng’s appearance last night clearly marked him as a big troublemaking person, having drawn the wrath of enemies, and Shen Qinglan didn’t like trouble.

Shi Feng was truly embarrassed this time; it seemed he was being rejected. In his thirty years of life, this was the first time he encountered someone who disliked him so overtly.

But Shen Qinglan had indeed saved him. While Shi Feng wasn’t a good person and often did shady things, he was a man of his word. When he said something, he didn’t take it back.

"Miss, whatever the case, thank you."

"You’re quite injured. It’s best to have someone check on you. I’ll be leaving soon. When you go, please remember to lock the door for me." Shen Qinglan stood up and cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks. She disliked her home being messy.

Shi Feng kept following her. This young girl didn’t know what kind of person she was dealing with. Even if she didn’t know his identity, in that situation last night, who would dare help him? Being able to call the emergency services was already brave, yet this girl not only helped him but also took him home, unafraid that he might repay kindness with murder.

Thinking this in his mind, Shi Feng asked her.

Shen Qinglan wiped the last drop of water from her hands without even glancing at him. "You’re not capable of defeating me."

Shi Feng: ...

What Shen Qinglan said was the truth. The Shen Family emerged from the battlefield, and aside from Shen Xitong, who was frail and unskilled, Shen Qinglan and Shen Junyu trained under Old Sir Shen, and their skills were commendable.

Seeing Shi Feng’s severely incapacitated state, Shen Qinglan could only give him two words: "Heh heh."

Shen Qinglan left, leaving without a trace, leaving Shi Feng alone. He picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number.

Soon, there was a knock on the door. Shi Feng struggled to move to the door, looked through the peephole, saw who it was, and opened the door.

The visitor looked at Shi Feng’s condition. "Boss, what happened to you?"

"Come in first." Shi Feng let the person in and moved to sit on the sofa.

The visitor knew the seriousness of the situation. "Boss, where did you go yesterday? The brothers got news that Hei Hu was sending people to intercept you. We rushed to back you up but couldn’t find you."

Mentioning Hei Hu, Shi Feng’s face grew vicious. "If it weren’t for my great luck, Hei Hu would have succeeded last night. Anan, there’s a traitor among us. I’m not in a position to act. You go and investigate quietly. Don’t alert anyone. Also, find out who owns this house."

The man called Anan nodded in agreement. Only a few people knew of Shi Feng’s schedule yesterday, and Hei Hu shouldn’t have gotten the information. Now he not only had the information but also set up an ambush along the road. Anan couldn’t think of another explanation besides a mole.

"Boss, after finding out who owns this house, are we going to...?" Anan made a throat-slitting gesture.

Shi Feng shot him a glare. If he weren’t injured, he’d have kicked him. The fool.

"She’s my savior. Try harming her and see what happens." Shi Feng shouted, making Anan shrink back.