Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 322 - 325: Aren’t You Being Overly Sentimental?

Chapter 322: Chapter 325: Aren’t You Being Overly Sentimental?

Chapter 325: Aren’t You Being Presumptuous?

Half an hour later...

"Bingbing, don’t you think we just now seemed like a husband and wife duo? I bet that uncle is kicking himself right now, hehe."

Inside the car, Lin Zifeng couldn’t resist showing off a bit.

"Oh, come off it, who’s acting like we’re a couple? Stop flattering yourself, okay? We have absolutely nothing between us, please stop calling me Bingbing in the future, it sounds awkward to me. You might as well just call me ’President’; it sounds better to my ears." Seated in the back, Nangong Bing crossed her arms with an indifferent attitude. Remembering how the mistress had not even had a chance to retort when Lin Zifeng angrily scolded her just now, Nangong Bing felt a bit of secret satisfaction. She had to admit, this guy’s verbal Kung Fu was not for show. It was one thing to spar with her, but to see that he was no pushover in an argument with an outsider and that he had that typical rascally character felt rather impressive.

Um, no, that’s not right. Such a description is a waste on him; it should be ’typical Frog nature.’ Yes, that’s more like it. Nangong Bing pursed her lips, starting to daydream all by herself.

"Er, I’m just trying to foster a good relationship between us," Lin Zifeng said with a somewhat embarrassed look on his resolved face. It seemed that dealing with this cheap wife wasn’t going to be easy. Bootlicking sometimes required careful pacing; otherwise, who knew if the Empress might sentence him to the eighteenth level of Hell in a fit of anger.

Catching sight of Nangong Bing laughing to herself in the rear-view mirror, Lin Zifeng felt dejected. What was so funny about whatever she was thinking?

"President, laugh all you want, but please don’t spit on my face. I can’t handle that," he started to talk nonsense again.

"Spit on you for what? Tell me, how did you know that guy wasn’t a tycoon? How did you know his check was a fake?" Nangong Bing fixed him with a scrutinizing gaze, observing the fluctuating expressions on his face. This guy lied like picking up cabbage on the street, so she was always skeptical about his stories. She muttered to herself that she must have given something away in her tone of voice, prompting him to expose the truth publicly. At the thought, Nangong Bing couldn’t help but praise herself again. Nangong Bing, oh Nangong Bing, how clever you are! Such a perplexing issue, and you figured it out with just a bit of thought. You truly deserve to be the Tianyu Group’s number one director.

"Hmm, let me think," Lin Zifeng said as he drove, organizing his thoughts and speaking with a light chuckle. "President, didn’t you notice? That necklace the uncle was wearing around his neck was almost fading; it looked like a dog chain. If he really was some wealthy tycoon, he wouldn’t have sunk to such a level, right? Don’t you agree?"

"I didn’t notice it, but just tell me the truth, did you see me figuring something out and then intervene to spare me of X reason by exposing him yourself? Yeah, you’re right, I did get provoked by their attitude at the time. Why were they acting so arrogant? Having money is not a big deal; there are plenty of rich people in Zhonghai City. However, I’m lucky that you stepped in to expose them. It would have been somewhat inappropriate for a CEO like me to do that myself. It would have been difficult to deal with the negative impact that would have caused had it got out. Lin Zifeng, you did well there; next time something like this happens, I’ll give you a chance to shine," she continued, while hardly able to contain her excitement.

"Er, President, aren’t you misunderstanding something?" Lin Zifeng really didn’t want to say it, but seeing Nangong Bing’s self-amused attitude, he couldn’t help but spill the truth.

"What? What am I misunderstanding?" Suddenly, all the interest drained from Nangong Bing’s lively face, with the rosy blush still lingering on her tender cheeks.

"You’re misleading yourself, President. Actually, just now, I wasn’t trying to get you out of a bind or anything. I simply couldn’t stand it, so I stepped up to have a word or two. What did you think?" Lin Zifeng blinked innocently, staring at Nangong Bing’s face that was gradually turning colder.

"You’re joking with me, right?" Nangong Bing felt an urge to vomit blood. So all her guesswork had been for nothing, only to be rebutted by his response. Did I just waste my time being happy for nothing? And I’ve told him so much? Oh my God! Could this damage my image? Will this idiot look down on me? Wuuu, if I had known, I wouldn’t have said anything. It seems this guy isn’t as kind-hearted as I thought he was. At this moment, Nangong Bing’s face was flushed, just like a little girl. If this happened at the office and the employees saw this scene, how many of them would be utterly shocked?

"I’m serious, Boss. You didn’t really misunderstand, did you?"

"You! I!" Nangong Bing’s face turned redder, but she couldn’t find the words to speak. Seeing Lin Zifeng stretching his neck with an innocent look, Nangong Bing felt a strong urge to punch him.

"Uh, honestly, Boss, you didn’t really get the wrong end of the stick, did you? Tsk tsk, lucky you didn’t say it out loud, otherwise you would definitely be the laughingstock. After all, you are the top director of Tianyu Group. Hey, hey, hey! Boss, can you stop looking at me with that loathing gaze? Hey, hey! Boss, can your eyes not be so scary? I get frightened!"

As Nangong Bing’s anger grew deeper, this guy showed no sense of remorse and didn’t leave any room for praising her. He kept talking until she was red-faced and hot-eared.

"Lin! Are you trying to court death?"

Finally! Nangong Bing couldn’t hold back her composure anymore.

"Boss, stop messing around! We’re going to crash! Ah...!"

"Uh ah...! We’re really about to crash!"

At this moment, the two of them were completely like a married couple squabbling at home, only now it had escalated to physical fighting...

When they returned to the villa, Nangong Bing finally stepped out of the car, feeling completely satisfied.

Flicking her beautiful hair, Nangong Bing ran upstairs with a face full of pleasure and brimming confidence, while poor Lin Zifeng sighed helplessly. Half an hour ago, he was almost "played" to death by her. It was a close call; they almost crashed, scaring him until now, making his legs still wobbly when walking.

Women, oh women, why are you all born so confident? Who gave you this much confidence? Lin Zifeng vigorously shook the hair on his forehead. He wanted to find some cool sensation, but unfortunately, his hair was too short to even flick.

Watching the handsome dog rubbing against Nangong Bing as soon as he entered the door, Lin Zifeng felt a strange sensation in his heart. That Dead Dog was too crafty.

Thinking he could do whatever he wanted just because he was wrapped in a dogskin.