Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 202 - 205: Really Thinks He’s the Main Dish

Chapter 202: Chapter 205: Really Thinks He’s the Main Dish

Chapter 205 She Actually Accepts As If She Were a Main Dish

"Didn’t you just invite me for coffee? Let’s go."

What Qiao Bu’en had not expected was that Nangong Bing would actually be the first to accept his invitation, which left the disconcerted Qiao Bu’en somewhat overjoyed.

"I am honored that Miss Nangong thinks so highly of me; let’s go then."

Seeing how readily Nangong Bing agreed, Qiao Bu’en even felt a sense of urgency inside. He couldn’t wait for Nangong Bing to step by step fall into his trap. After all, once a woman agreed to go with a man, the deal was halfway done.

Lin Zifeng was no fool; he saw through this so-called Qiao Bu’en’s intentions in a heartbeat, after all, they were both men, and who wouldn’t understand those little tricks among men?

Just as Lin Zifeng was about to follow Nangong Bing, Qiao Bu’en suddenly stepped forward, using his tall and strong body to block Lin Zifeng’s path.

And Nangong Bing, eager to get away, walked alone towards the elevator.

Suddenly isolated by a tall and strong body, Lin Zifeng’s eyes flashed, and he lifted his head but still asked in confusion, "What’s this about?"

Qiao Bu’en smiled, his grin exuding both the freshness of a sunny young man and the charm of a mature man—it didn’t seem the behavior of a sleazy guy at all.

Qiao Bu’en smiled lightly, calmly reached into his pocket, and under Lin Zifeng’s gaze, directly pulled out a stack of cash and handed it to Lin Zifeng, saying provocatively, "Don’t let me see you again."

Regarding Qiao Bu’en’s openly disdainful behavior, Lin Zifeng was not angry but put on an innocent and naïve country bumpkin air, "I don’t understand what you mean."

Qiao Bu’en still smiled and did not waste any more words with Lin Zifeng. He then pulled out another stack of cash from his wallet, held it up high, and laughed arrogantly, "This money should be enough to improve your quality of life."

This left Lin Zifeng even more confused.

He laughed and said, "I still don’t quite understand what you mean."

"Ah, I see you have quite an appetite," Qiao Bu’en didn’t know where all this patience came from today; he directly pulled a credit card from his wallet, and without a second word, even somewhat arrogantly tossed it into Lin Zifeng’s arms.

Very pretentiously he said, "This money should last you a lifetime, don’t let me encounter you again." Having said that, he didn’t care whether Lin Zifeng was willing or not, he simply turned his head and walked away breezily.

Even his attitude allowed no room for anyone to discuss it further.

Holding the credit card, which was likely worth hundreds of thousands, even millions, Lin Zifeng’s originally gentle face gradually turned icy.

He had seen impressive attitudes, but had truly never come across such blatant arrogance.

For someone who treated money like it was nothing, ordinary people absolutely couldn’t afford to offend, but Lin Zifeng just didn’t believe in such nonsense.

Nangong Bing dodged and darted, and it was unclear whether she was worried Lin Zifeng would cause her embarrassment or if she genuinely disliked Lin Zifeng from the bottom of her heart.

When she arrived at the café on the third floor, she found that this guy surnamed Lin really hadn’t followed her, which made Nangong Bing secretly thrilled.

It wasn’t that Nangong Bing looked down on him, but everything he did was just so annoying.

From beginning to end, she, Nangong Bing, seemed to have never gotten the upper hand in front of him.

Don’t even mention how far things had progressed between the two of them.

If it weren’t for her father’s relentless pressure, Nangong Bing would never have allowed this bumpkin to stay for even a minute longer. From any angle, any perspective, they simply weren’t cut from the same cloth—a reality that was both a fact and a stark reality for the naturally haughty Nangong Bing.

"Sorry for making you wait, Miss Nangong," he said.

"It’s fine."

Seeing Qiao Bu’en follow up like a bootlicker, Nangong Bing remained unmoved by his demeanor.

"Waiter."

Qiao Bu’en confidently snapped his fingers.

Without even considering whether Nangong Bing wanted coffee, he ordered two cups directly. Normally attentive to details, Nangong Bing’s pretty brows furrowed slightly, though she didn’t show it.

Now that the damned Lin Zifeng had been shaken off, she could do whatever she wanted and didn’t need to feel annoyed on his behalf anymore.

The waiter at the Trading Building swiftly brought over the fruit plate and coffee. Seeing a woman with an outstanding aura sitting across, he couldn’t help but take a few extra glances. Just as Qiao Bu’en was about to take a sip, a rough hand, much faster than his, snatched the coffee from his hand and immediately took a sip.

Regardless of their current mood,

"Hmm, tsk tsk, this coffee is good. It goes down smooth, silky without being greasy—truly a cream of the crop."

Lin Zifeng wore a face full of enjoyment and started drinking without considering the expressions of the two at the scene. He really thought highly of himself.

"You!"

Qiao Bu’en was stunned. His eyes nearly burst with a murderous fury. He had just handed him so much money; wasn’t that to make him scram? How had this guy come back and even snatched his coffee?

"Boss, this coffee is indeed better than what you make, not even close to the same level. From now on, when you’re home with nothing else to do, you should study up, so later we can all enjoy."

Saying this, Lin Zifeng continued sipping his coffee with a self-assured grin, infuriating Nangong Bing to the point that she wished she could slap this bastard to death.

And there was Qiao Bu’en, so frustrated he was almost about to explode, but considering Nangong Bing was present, he had to maintain his image no matter what.

But the more he tried to compose himself, the more Lin Zifeng started to get out of hand. After finishing the coffee, he casually picked up fruits from the plate and started eating them voraciously, quickly finishing off all the fruits in the plate. What was unbearable was that after eating, he even belched loudly, looking utterly satisfied, without a hint of embarrassment or shame.

"Are you full now?"

Nangong Bing’s eyes flashed dangerously, her beautiful face nearly died of embarrassment. If today’s events got out, how much face would she lose? After all, she was a figure of some standing, yet she had someone like this bootlicking fellow by her side, a thought that felt undermining to her own stature.

"How can I be full eating just fruits? To truly be full, we need a meal. How about this gentleman treats us to a meal?"

It was unclear whether Lin Zifeng did it intentionally, but he leaned towards Qiao Bu’en, who already had a darkened facial expression, with a flattering sneer. Little did he know, the man was already in the mood to kill him.

If it weren’t for Nangong Bing’s presence, given Qiao Bu’en’s explosive temper, he might have already slapped him by