Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 470 - 465: Guess if I Guess You Won’t Guess

Chapter 470: Chapter 465: Guess if I Guess You Won’t Guess

"Today, you don’t need to go to work, just rest at home." After leaving the hospital, Nangong Bing directly took Lin Zifeng home.

"Rest? Boss, are you joking with me?"

"Do I look like I’m joking with you?" Nangong Bing shot him a sideways glance.

"No, but if I don’t work, what will I eat? Are you going to support me?" Lin Zifeng felt depressed.

"...You..." Nangong Bing simply ignored him. Didn’t he eat and live at her expense, and still, it wasn’t enough? What do you, dear readers, think?

"Just rest today, I’ll go to the HR department later to process your leave, don’t worry. The company won’t cheat you out of a single penny." Nangong Bing said coldly, not wanting to explain too much to him.

"Oh,"

"Then what will I eat?" Lin Zifeng thought about it and felt that resting was good, but going home with his hands bandaged like pig trotters, all wrapped in white cloth, even bending his elbows was a high-difficulty move for him right now.

"Eat food," Nangong Bing almost looked at him like he was an idiot.

"No, I mean, Bingbing, you might have misunderstood me, I’m asking what will I eat?"

"Eat food? Do you want to eat ginseng or something?"

"Darn! I mean, what am I going to eat today?" Lin Zifeng was anxious. He meant to ask what he would be eating at home today since he couldn’t use his hands, he needed to solve the problem of his hunger at the very least.

"Eat food!" Nangong Bing said without turning her head.

Actually, she understood what Lin Zifeng meant, but she deliberately chose not to say it. She had been amused by him often, and this time she finally got one back.

Thinking about his anxious look later made her secretly thrilled.

My goodness! This girl must be crazy, right?

I’ve mentioned it so many times, and she still doesn’t get it. I don’t know how she became the president with such low IQ, it’s just too poor.

Lin Zifeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, unaware that Nangong Bing was just teasing him.

"No, Bingbing, you might really have misunderstood me. I mean, I’m going home to rest, so what will I eat today? Look, my arms are tied up like twisted dough sticks. I bet getting home and managing to pull down my trousers in the bathroom will be a big problem, you can’t bear to watch me suffer at home, right?"

"Oh, so that’s what you were talking about." Inside the driver’s seat, Nangong Bing narrowed her attractive eyes, her delicate oval face showing a hint of pride as she nodded twice, indicating that she understood.

"What else?" Lin Zifeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, beginning to doubt Nangong Bing’s intelligence.

"Isn’t your house full of instant noodles and stuff? The worst-case scenario, when I drop you off at home, I’ll make you a couple of cups?"

"A couple of cups? Just that?" Lin Zifeng was speechless.

"What else do you want to eat? It’s just for a day or two. Once your hands are fully healed, you can eat something else, right? I’ll bring you lots of tasty treats tonight, isn’t that fine?"

"And what if you can’t come back tonight? Will I just starve to death?" Lin Zifeng rolled his eyes, feeling the boss’s promise was a bit unreliable.

What if she had some social engagements at night, or some sort of party. Was he supposed to just stupidly wait at home?

"Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Lin, did you start panting just because I said you’re fat? Do you talk like that? What do you mean by ’if I can’t come back tonight’? Who talks like that?"

"Er... you know that’s not what I meant, and yet you still argue." Lin Zifeng was speechless, starting to grumble.

"Alright, alright, if I haven’t come back by eight o’clock tonight, you come and pick me up. These days, the company is really busy. There are many things waiting for me to handle. If I haven’t returned by eight, just come to the company. It’ll save me the trouble of having to drag you out again."

Considering the time issue, Nangong Bing thought it better to let him come on his own.

After all, Tianyu Group was in its ascendant phase and there were many vacancies in the company. For someone like Nangong Bing, a natural powerhouse, nothing was more thrilling than being engrossed in work.

"Okay." Lin Zifeng nodded and agreed.

It was only after she had taken Lin Zifeng home that Nangong Bing hurried back to the company.

Watching the deadpan look on the handsome guy, Lin Zifeng just couldn’t help feeling a burst of irritation.

Just about to tease Dead Dog a bit when the Samsung phone he had been keeping in his pocket suddenly rang.

With his arms all wrapped in white cloth, it actually made it quite difficult for Lin Zifeng to manage for a moment.

Seeing that Nangong Bing had already left.

"Hiss—"

Under the immense force, the white cloth was violently stretched open by Lin Zifeng.

"Who’s there?"

"Guess!"

The seductive voice of a woman came through the phone.

"Not guessing, not in the mood to guess."

"No, you have to guess."

Damn! Who is this calling in broad daylight asking someone to guess who she is? Does this girl have a problem?

"Guess if I’m guessing or not?"

"Guess if I think you’re guessing if I’m guessing?" On the other end of the line, the woman sounded almost painfully bored.

"If you don’t tell me who you are right now, I’m hanging up, you believe me?" Lin Zifeng truly wasn’t in the mood to play these guessing games with anyone.

"Zifeng, I miss you, do you miss me?"

That charming voice on the phone nearly scared Lin Zifeng into dropping his phone.

"You, who are you?" He still couldn’t recognize the woman’s voice on the phone.

"Mu Yang."

"Ugh... It’s you, huh? What’s up? Calling me this time of day, don’t you have work?" As soon as Lin Zifeng realized it was Mu Yang on the phone, he immediately felt a headache coming on.

"I’m not feeling well today, can you come over to my place?"

"Your place hasn’t moved, has it?"

Last time when she moved, it almost ended up moving things to the bed; asking him to come over again, Lin Zifeng felt it was unreliable.

"No, I’m sick, can you come and check on your sister?"

"Can’t!"

Lin Zifeng bluntly said.

"..."

The other line went silent.

After a while, the voice on the phone spoke again, "Why?"

"I’m sick too."

"Ah! You’re sick too? What’s wrong?" Mu Yang sounded worried.

"My arm’s messed up, it’s nothing serious."

"Then should I come and check on you?"

"No need, my wife is at home." Lin Zifeng really didn’t want to entangle with her.

"No! Tell me your address, I’m coming over now."

Lin Zifeng knew how stubborn Mu Yang could be, to put it plainly.

Her way of thinking was different from most women.

Bold, sexy, seductive, mature... All those fashionable words to describe her would not be an exaggeration.

"Then I might as well go to yours."

"Giggle, that works too. Today I’ve made you lots of bull pizzle! Ready for a blast!" Mu Yang giggled.

"Uh, heh..."