The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 397: I Don’t Care About One Hundred Fiancées_1

Chapter 397: Chapter 397: I Don’t Care About One Hundred Fiancées_1

"Fine, fine, fine, it’s... it’s... okay..."

The guards were already so frightened that they nodded their heads in terror.

"Miss Xu, Ge Dishuo, let’s go," said Ning Fan, prompting the three to enter through the gate and head inside.

It wasn’t until much later that everyone finally regained their composure, and they looked back at the mansion’s gate only to find something very strange.

The two stone lions that were originally on either side of the gate were now both on the left side, side by side.

And on the right side of the mansion’s gate, there was nothing at all.

If someone came later, they would probably wonder why it was like this.

"Hey, Brother Ning, wait up," said a charming and beautiful woman in ancient attire, as she hurriedly caught up with Ning Fan at the entrance.

The woman, dressed in a pale yellow long gown and with a face like a peach blossom, was graceful and poised, blocking Ning Fan and his companions like a fragrant breeze.

"Hey brother, your name is Ning Fan, right? Let’s get to know each other, my surname is Hua. I’m very pleased to meet you," the woman said with a smile to Ning Fan.

"Hello, Miss Hua, is there something you need from me?" Ning Fan asked politely.

Miss Hua’s beautiful eyes twinkled as she said playfully, "What, can’t I chat with you if there’s nothing to discuss? I was quite interested in you after seeing how you handled things just now, but I wonder, are you interested in me?"

As she spoke, she looked Ning Fan up and down, her eyes openly admiring him.

This Miss Hua was a rare beauty in terms of appearance, charm, and figure, with an allure that ancient women possessed and that modern women often lack, adding to her charms.

Furthermore, for some reason, she naturally exuded a faint fragrance that made anyone who came close involuntarily intoxicated.

Ordinary men would have probably fallen for her by now.

But Ning Fan shook his head without hesitation, "I’m sorry, but I’m not interested in you."

Ning Fan only had Xu Yourong in his heart; how could he get entangled with this Miss Hua? "Miss Hua, if you don’t have anything else, we have things to do and must be going," he added.

After finishing, Ning Fan took Xu Yourong’s hand and prepared to leave.

"Hey!"

Miss Hua frowned, blocked Ning Fan’s path, glanced at Xu Yourong, and said to Ning Fan, "Brother Ning, is it because of this woman that you’re not interested in me? If so, if I killed this woman, you should become interested in me, right?"

Miss Hua spoke lightly, but it didn’t sound like she was joking.

It seemed as if she would really kill Xu Yourong for Ning Fan if he just nodded in agreement.

"Miss Hua, are you interested in my boyfriend? It’s just a pity that my boyfriend doesn’t seem to return your feelings," Xu Yourong interjected, managing to keep her cool despite not being one to enjoy confrontation.

Ning Fan’s face grew colder as he said icily, "Miss Hua, if you continue to be disrespectful to my girlfriend, I’ll take it as a provocation. Then, I won’t be merciful just because you’re a woman."

Miss Hua did not expect Ning Fan to snub her so blatantly and scoffed, "Ning Fan, it’s an honor for you that someone like me is interested in you. Do you have any idea who I am?"

"What do I care about who you are?"

Ning Fan scoffed, ready to throw some sarcasm her way, but then he suddenly remembered something. He refrained from mocking her and instead asked seriously, "Tell me your full name and your date of birth. I need to confirm something."

Ning Fan suddenly recalled that among his nine fiancées, there was one surnamed Hua.

However, where that fiancée lived wasn’t recorded in the marriage contract; only her name and birth details were.

Given the uncommonness of the surname Hua, if her name and birth details matched, she was likely the one.

"You want to know my name and date of birth? Of course, you can – just break up with this woman here and become my boyfriend, then I’ll naturally tell you," Miss Hua replied with a slight smile.

Ning Fan shook his head, "I wanted to know your name and birthday to justify things with my girlfriend. If you’re not willing to tell me, then forget it. Remember, don’t be rude to my girlfriend again, or next time, I won’t be polite."

After saying this unapologetically, Ning Fan took Xu Yourong’s hand and walked toward the inside of the mansion, with Ge Dishuo quickly following.

Behind them, watching Ning Fan’s retreating figure, Miss Hua’s lips curled slightly as she murmured to herself, "Interesting, this man is quite interesting..."

"I was only a little interested in you before, but now my interest has grown quite a bit..."

"Since you cherish your girlfriend so much, I’m going to make you abandon her for me, grovel at my feet, and then I’ll kick you to the curb, hehe."

...

"Ning Fan, why did you ask that woman for her name and date of birth just now?"

As the trio walked deeper into the mansion, Xu Yourong couldn’t help but ask curiously.

"Miss Xu, are you jealous?" Ning Fan teased deliberately.

"I am not," Xu Yourong denied, her words betraying her feelings.

"I was trying to find out if she’s one of my fiancées..." Ning Fan stopped teasing and honestly explained to Xu Yourong.

"So that’s it. But why didn’t you just agree to break up with me and then ask for her full name and details afterward?" Xu Yourong asked.

"Seeking to cancel my engagements is to give you an explanation. If I were to do such a thing, wouldn’t that be putting the cart before the horse?"

"Moreover, you refused to deny our relationship in front of Chen Tianlang. How could I possibly say I’ll break up with you? Not even a fake breakup!" Ning Fan firmly stated.

"I don’t need an explanation from you..."

Xu Yourong grumbled softly before adding, "Actually, I’ve already come to terms with it. It doesn’t matter if you have nine fiancées or ten; none of that matters to me, as long as I can be with you. Even if you had a hundred fiancées, I wouldn’t care."