Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 324 - 327: Pursuing Nangong Bing

Chapter 324: Chapter 327: Pursuing Nangong Bing

Chapter 327: Pursuing Nangong Bing

"Misunderstanding? You said it yourself, you were cursing the person calling you just now, isn’t that clearly cursing me? And you still say it wasn’t." Hua Buqi was genuinely angry, jumping up and down on the villa’s sofa, just short of rushing over from inside the villa to give him a fierce slap.

"Huahua, listen to my explanation, things are not what you imagine." Lin Zifeng really wanted to slap himself hard right now.

"Humph! Beast, stop trying, do you really think I am that easy to fool? I knew about the things you did with your cousin in the lobby last time, I just never mentioned it, and you still curse me? You are the real fool, your whole family are fools."

Oh my god, this girl has gone crazy, she probably forgot to take her medicine today.

"Alright, alright, I am really busy now, I will explain it to you when I have time. By the way, you haven’t been to school for several days, what kind of student are you? You just started college and reported for one day, and you are already playing truant?" Lin Zifeng said in the phone with a tone of a parent.

"Don’t change the subject, let’s continue discussing that fool matter, I need you to answer me, why did you curse me? Why did you call me a fool?" The little girl bit her teeth tightly, constantly pursuing Lin Zifeng with this annoying question.

Even Liu Tangtang, who was eavesdropping, was stirred up, leaning her ear forward and whispering, "Huahua, what’s the matter, who called you a fool?"

Liu Tangtang held a lollipop in her hand, looking all mischievous.

"Go away, what do kids know, why are you butting in when adults are talking?"

"Cut! You’re not that much older than me." Liu Tangtang stuck out her middle finger contemptuously, poking out her tongue, she was very dissatisfied with Huahua calling her a child.

After all, she now had the looks and the curves, why should she be called a child?

"Didn’t I already explain? I wasn’t calling you a fool, I was cursing the fool who just called me." Lin Zifeng was also confused by his own words, it seemed that no matter how he tried to explain, there was always some suspicion that he couldn’t clear up.

"You still say you didn’t curse me? Ha! You finally admit it now, don’t you?"

"Uh... think whatever you want, I am really busy right now; I don’t have time to mess with you, let’s talk about it tomorrow." While speaking, Lin Zifeng had already pressed the shutdown key of his mobile phone, pocketed the blank screen into his pocket, patted his chest, and walked towards the hall.

"Hey! How dare you hang up on me? Stinky uncle, dead uncle, you dare to hang up on me, watch how I deal with you later!" Huahua stomped her feet in anger, almost crushing the phone she grasped in her hand as if it were Lin Zifeng.

"Huahua, what’s the matter? Did that sleazy uncle make you mad again?" Liu Tangtang, who was always keen on watching the drama, finally chimed in at the right moment.

"Ah...! Stinky uncle! Dead uncle! Beast! I’m going to fight you to the death!" Huahua’s childish voice screamed hysterically, her shrill cry completely stunned Liu Tangtang into speechlessness. After Huahua finished venting, she turned her little head and found Liu Tangtang still nibbling on her lollipop, her expression unchanged and serene.

"Tangtang, you weren’t scared, were you?" Feeling somewhat guilty over her reaction, Huahua finally initiated a conversation with Liu Tangtang to comfort her.

"Hey! I thought it was something big, it’s just this trivial matter, is it worth dying over playing high notes at home?" Liu Tangtang spoke carelessly, completely uninvolved.

"What do you know? He called me personally, yet he dared to call me a fool! Isn’t that infuriating?" Hua Buqi pouted her little mouth, her tender smooth cheeks blushing visibly, looking as juicy as two bright red apples.

She mentally cursed Lin Zifeng hundreds of times.

"Huahua, you can’t keep your cool over such a small thing? If you want revenge, we can go find him anytime to play." Liu Tangtang smirked mischievously, her beautiful face showing a hint of wickedness. She had intentionally kept the handsome guy at Nangong Bing’s house, throwing him to him as if he were a dog husband. It was a real savings on dog-keeping fees.

"Hmm? Do you have any plans?" Huahua perked up, her beautiful eyes twinkling as she looked at Liu Tangtang.

"Hehe, that’s easy, come here, Huahua, let me tell you, this man, we need to use...." Saying this, Liu Tangtang leaned her little head towards Huahua’s ear, whispering some grand scheme.

...

After much pleading, Nangong Bing finally granted Lin Zifeng a one-day leave, almost moving him to tears.

As Lin Zifeng prepared to drive out of the garage, he noticed something off about the surroundings of the villa. However, he didn’t pay much attention to it, instead, his lips curved into a sly smile, and he quickly vanished inside the villa with sunglasses on.

As expected!

No sooner had Lin Zifeng left than a bunch of people brazenly barged into Nangong Bing’s residential villa in broad daylight.

Looking at their relaxed expressions, they didn’t seem like bad guys. What was incomprehensible was that a dozen or so ruffians, each holding a large bouquet of pink and purple roses, arranged themselves into a ’heart’ shape at the villa’s entrance. In less than ten minutes, the stunning roses covered the entire entrance, and after a few fashionable young men had decorated, from above, it indeed looked like a ’heart,’ especially with a ’Bing’ character written inside it!

What really annoyed the secretly watching Lin Zifeng was that after arranging the roses into a heart, the group even placed a long arrow inside it! For goodness’ sake, which young master was using such novel tactics to woo a girl now? Wasn’t this trick a bit too trite?

At that moment, another car worth tens of millions, a royal luxury vehicle full of roses, headed towards Nangong Bing’s villa. From a distance, though the car was worth millions and looked impressive, the ’B’ on the Bentley was a bit too conspicuous.

Even the passersby were pointing at the Bentley and muttering, "Driving a Bentley and thinking you’re all that? Isn’t it just a 13?

The Bentley stopped next to Nangong Bing’s villa with a beautiful drift, and the full load of pink and purple roses, shining under the sunlight, emitted a stunning, sparkling light, especially since the roses also had a lot of reflective gold powder sprinkled within them, which under the scorching sun, reflected light almost as much as a mirror.

It wasn’t long before the Bentley driver got out, wearing a flowered-lace-patterned cap, sunglasses, and exhaling thick rings of smoke, very much in the style of the movie character, the Gambling God.

Lin Zifeng recognized him instantly.

This guy had called Lin Zifeng just thirty minutes before, but at the time, Lin Zifeng had absolutely no interest in continuing the conversation. Looking at the situation now, Qiao Bu’en was dead set on pursuing Nangong Bing.

This kind of show was not something an ordinary person could pull off.

"Boss, we’ve already covered the place with fresh flowers as per your request; we just wait for your word to invite Miss Nangong out," said a muscular guy with flamboyantly dyed hair, nodding at Qiao Bu’en.

"No need, this is something I should do myself; only then can it show sincerity." Qiao Bu’en laughed heartily, a confident smile playing on his handsome lips. With his looks and unique romantic flair, he was almost certain he would win Nangong Bing’s heart.

The lurking Lin Zifeng couldn’t help but light a cigarette, quietly watching what tricks this guy would play next. No wonder, calling himself a renowned fashion stylist from France, his confidence level seemed a bit over the top.

Not even considering that Nangong Bing was known as the First Cold Beauty Queen of the Zhonghai City business world, could she be captivated by these minor charms? What an international joke, if she was so easily won over, how could she be Lin Zifeng’s future wife?

Surrounded by a group of people, Qiao Bu’en, holding flowers, quietly stood outside the villa gate, waved his hand behind him, and snapped his fingers.

At that moment, a quick-reacting fellow hurriedly ran to the Bentley, fetched a large speaker, and even invited a large group of musicians.

They started to play romantic music on the spot.

After shouting a few times towards the villa, seeing that there was no response from Nangong Bing inside, Qiao Bu’en became a bit impatient.

He waved to his few men, and soon a few young guys walked towards the villa.

Qiao Bu’en wasn’t in a hurry; he took out a mirror from his pocket and vainly admired himself.

Holding a large bouquet of fresh flowers, he just stood there like a fool outside the villa gate, waiting for Nangong Bing to peek her head out and look at him.

He knew that Nangong Bing was probably watching from inside, so he wasn’t in a rush. After all, pursuing a girl required some sincerity and a touch of romance, who knows? Moved by the moment, she might just throw herself into his arms. These things were unpredictable.

With Qiao Bu’en’s years of experience mingling among women overseas, the colder a girl was like Nangong Bing, the more earthy the approach needed to be pursued. She wasn’t like ordinary women, who, at most, could be impressed by spending some money, or buying gifts, or spouting sweet nothings.

But Nangong Bing was different. To pursue Nangong Bing, Qiao Bu’en had not been idly busy these past few days. What happened in the hotel last time was orchestrated by him, and though he hadn’t invited Nangong Bing, and that sleazy guy by her side hadn’t been dealt with either, it had left Qiao Bu’en restless, unable to eat or sleep properly.

So he had come up with this desperate strategy to capture Nangong Bing’s heart. To catch her attention, he had someone hack the Tianyu Group’s domain and secretly sent Nangong Bing an email to get her notice; as psychology explains, when one person is noticed by another, just maintaining a good image in her eyes could sustain the pursuit.

Of course, all this crappy love pursuit wisdom, God knows which bastard son of a gun taught him.