Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 291 - 294 Miss Nangong, I Want to Pursue You

Chapter 291: Chapter 294 Miss Nangong, I Want to Pursue You

Chapter 294 Miss Nangong, I Want to Pursue You

Oh? Suddenly, Lin Zifeng found himself somewhat interested. He had never anticipated an apology from him, especially one that seemed so amiable on the surface.

Of course, Lin Zifeng didn’t play it cool either. Since the other party was putting on a facade, he felt he should reciprocate to some extent, right?

After the two sat down, Nangong Bingbing’s cold eyes swept over Qiao Bu’en briefly, and she spoke indifferently, "Mr. Qiao, surely today’s invitation isn’t just for a simple meal and tea, right? If you have something to say, let’s be straightforward and save everyone’s time."

Qiao Bu’en just sipped his coffee and smiled in the face of Nangong Bing’s indifference. He was not stung by her words and leisurely poured her some coffee, saying with a smile, "No rush, Miss Nangong, please. This is the most renowned Blue Mountain coffee from our establishment. I’m not sure if it’s to your liking." After filling Nangong Bing’s cup with coffee, Qiao Bu’en continued with a smile, "We should be friends in reality as well as business partners. I have always heard of Miss Nangong’s unique business acumen in Zhonghai City. I am quite thrilled to have the honor of seeing you once again today."

Watching Qiao Bu’en talk eloquently like a charming gentleman, the more Lin Zifeng listened, the sourer he felt, even the superb Blue Mountain coffee seemed acidic to him. Could it be that all the young masters nowadays woo girls with such an outdated approach?

As for Nangong Bing, if it had been her from the past, she might have been receptive to such words. But ever since living with Lin Zifeng for so long, even though Lin Zifeng’s character wasn’t anything remarkable, he was genuine. At least there was no pretense with him, while talking more with Qiao Bu’en made her feel disgusted; the more she listened, the odder it tasted to her. Perhaps she really had heard too many flattering pleasantries over the years.

Nangong Bing lifted the coffee cup from the table with grace and took a delicate sip. The coffee was strong, yet it left an enduring aftertaste, smooth and not cloying. The pure coffee essence twined gently around her taste buds like delicious nectar.

"I think we’re not here to talk about these things today, are we?" Nangong Bing’s fair fingers slowly placed the coffee cup down as she spoke with a clear, bell-like voice that felt soothing to the listener yet carried undertones of icy coolness. It was hard to find a few women in the entire Zhonghai City with a natural queenly demeanor like her.

"Heh, Miss Nangong, why maintain such a distant attitude? It’s not easy for us to meet again; you should give me, Qiao, some face," said Qiao Bu’en with a chuckle after seeing Nangong Bing’s unfavorable attitude. He proceeded to pour her more coffee, filling her cup once again.

He seemed determined not to rest until he had won Nangong Bing over.

Had it not been for the secret email from Qiao Bu’en, Nangong Bing would not have bothered coming all the way just for coffee. She was puzzled, guessing what kind of person this gentlemanly yet seemingly scoundrel-like man in front of her was, wondering what kind of scheme he had in mind.

"I’m sorry, but I don’t have that much time to waste on such pointless matters," Nangong Bing said as she pulled out a thick stack of documents from her bag and slammed them onto the coffee table, sneering, "I wonder what Mr. Qiao means by this?"

Lin Zifeng was stunned into silence, seemingly seeing Nangong Bing truly angry for the first time, and was momentarily overwhelmed by her aura. But as he looked at the documents that Nangong Bing had just pulled out of her bag, his brows involuntarily furrowed. Although he appeared to be leisurely sipping his coffee, he had already noticed Qiao Bu’en’s improper actions. Still, since Nangong Bing was present and the matter was not yet clear, he had not outright pointed it out.

"Heh, Miss Nangong, there’s no need for this," said Qiao Bu’en with a small smile.

"Why bother? Haha, that’s what I should be asking you, Mr. Qiao!?" Nangong Bing crossed her arms and let out a cold laugh, her beautiful eyes even displaying disdain towards Qiao Bu’en. Using Tianyu Group’s trade secrets for blackmail—she’d seen shameless, but this was a whole new level of shameless, and particularly when she said ’Mr. Qiao,’ Nangong Bing intentionally emphasized her tone.

"That’s right, I had people hack into your company’s system, but haven’t I already publicly apologized to you? Besides, isn’t the reason I’ve invited Miss Nangong here to clear up this misunderstanding?"

Qiao Bu’en’s nonchalant attitude, as if he had no stake in the matter, leaned back in his chair and cradled his coffee with an air of leisure.

"Haha, what a joke. You send the Tianyu Group’s domain forum secretly to my email, and you think this is still a misunderstanding? Mr. Qiao, if you invited me out for a meal or coffee in your personal capacity, perhaps we could have been friends. But you’ve caused so much trouble, what are you after?" Nangong Bing said with a mock laugh, her fair face showing a hint of indifference. She felt disgusted by Qiao Bu’en’s methods. If it weren’t for his father being the leader of the Dragon Roar Gang in the West District of Zhonghai City, Nangong Bing would have already called the police. But then she thought, how would calling the police bring legal action against him? So, Nangong Bing chose the smarter approach—less is more.

"Miss Nangong, I’m truly sorry. I just wanted to invite you for tea, really. I caused all this fuss just to win your favor."

"Your favor? Hah!" Nangong Bing thought the man before her was a bit crazy. She stood up, picked up her bag, and coldly said to Qiao Bu’en, "Mr. Qiao, I am sorry, but if you think this method will win my favor, then you’re very much mistaken. Oh, and one more thing—I forgot to tell you, the company’s domain forum has been fixed. The old domain name is obsolete now. If you find it amusing, Mr. Qiao, you can play with it all you want." With that, Nangong Bing turned and walked away.

But who knew Qiao Bu’en would suddenly stand up, preparing to reach out to grab Nangong Bing, only to have his wrist tightly grasped by an invisible hand!

"What’s this? You use these methods to force someone to meet you, just to win their favor? Don’t you find these low-class tactics disgusting? Tsk tsk, as a man, even I’m embarrassed for you."

Lin Zifeng shook his head, laughing tut-tut.

"Who are you to judge? What gives you the right to evaluate me?" Qiao Bu’en, who was already dissatisfied with Lin Zifeng, finally couldn’t hold back and cursed out loud.

"Whether I’m something or nothing, it has nothing to do with you. As for you, well, whether you’re something or nothing is yet to be tested." Lin Zifeng whistled in the quiet, luxurious coffee shop, looking at Qiao Bu’en with a sympathetic gaze.

Releasing Qiao Bu’en’s fingers one by one, Lin Zifeng gave him a meaningful look before leaving. That look from Lin Zifeng sent a shiver down Qiao Bu’en’s spine. Although his father was the president of the Dragon Roar Society in the West District of Zhonghai City, Qiao Bu’en had always lived abroad in pursuit of pleasure and had not inherited even a fraction of his father’s reputation.

"Miss Nangong! From today onwards, I, Qiao Bu’en, formally declare my pursuit of you. I hope you can give me a chance."

Nangong Bing and Lin Zifeng had just reached the door when Qiao Bu’en’s passionate declaration boomed from behind them.

"Crazy!" Nangong Bing merely paused briefly, then, without turning her head, left the coffee shop along with Lin Zifeng.