Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 664 - 657: Lin, You Are Really Boring

Chapter 664: Chapter 657: Lin, You Are Really Boring

"It wasn’t me who howled," Lin Zifeng said.

"In the room, besides you and me, if it wasn’t you who howled, do you suggest it was me?" Nangong Bing gave him a sideways glance, her pretty face with a touch of makeup clearly displaying a hint of displeasure.

Up in the middle of the night, not sleeping, and imitating wolf howls—this guy really is a piece of work.

"It really wasn’t me!" The man’s pale face grew even more awkward, but considering there couldn’t possibly be a wolf around the villa apart from the handsome guy, Lin Zifeng found the situation very odd.

"Lin, you’re really boring. Playing such games in the middle of the night, don’t you think it’s quite annoying?"

As it turns out, imitating wolf howls in the middle of the night and disturbing others’ rest doesn’t sit well with anyone.

"I...!" Lin Zifeng rolled his eyes so hard, they nearly popped out. When the hell did I howl like a wolf?

"So boring!"

The woman wrapped her arms around herself and fiercely glared at him, then turned and walked back into the room.

"That... Bingbing...!" Lin Zifeng was at a loss for words, his extended hand starting to go numb.

"Bang!" The response he got was the door slamming shut in his face.

Damn it! I really damn well didn’t imitate any wolf howling!

Woo woo...

At that moment, the handsome guy seemed to be awakened as well, raised his fluffy dog head, slumped down, and continued to look for a place to rest.

"I..."

Lin Zifeng felt depressed. With Nangong Bing’s intelligence, she surely could tell the difference in the sounds. At least, the wolf howl just now was clearly filled with profound sadness, as if questioning the injustice of the heavens or perhaps yearning...

In any case, that wolf howl made Lin Zifeng feel uncomfortable. He could sense the desolate and tragic tone, because his own life story was quite bleak...

Until the next day.

As per her usual morning routine, the woman still woke up much earlier than he did, sitting coldly at the dining table, reading the newspaper, and now and then slicing into the steak on her plate with grace.

Her eyes, full of wisdom, sparkled as she sat properly at the natural sandalwood table. Every slight movement she made exuded the aura of someone superior, and innate dignity and grandeur always seemed natural for such women.

Her cold face always maintained a serious, precise, and cautious demeanor, even when simply having breakfast, she’d still hold a document in her hand and scour it meticulously. For a moment, her shapely brows would furrow slightly as she engaged in deep thought.

Her lips and teeth were always free of any makeup. Even her naturally charming and alluring face would usually only have a bit of sunscreen at most.

If she went out, just putting on a pair of sunglasses could make her look as flawless as a freshly peeled egg—utterly the epitome of a classy goddess!

...Pity, she’s just too cold.

Despite having been together for so long now, and the woman’s heart already harboring deep love for Lin Zifeng, she was still somewhat cold, even if the enthusiasm she showed in the past few days was the result of her making a concerted effort to learn.

Perhaps for her, she’s more used to the cold, because someone simply doesn’t have a clue about charm.

"Morning, boss!"

Lin Zifeng, having just finished in the bathroom, nonchalantly took a seat at the dining table. He even grabbed a slice of bread that a woman had just buttered, without even knowing if he had washed his hands after touching his little...JJ, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You.!" Nangong Bing was furious, her beautiful eyes instantly clouded with anger.

However, the man seemed to completely ignore her, taking big bites of the bread and not forgetting to shove the butter from the table into his mouth as well.

It’s as if he was born without any table manners.

"Mr. Lin, can’t you show some decency when you eat? At the very least, consider your image, won’t you?"

Nangong Bing couldn’t help but give him a piece of her mind, her tone full of the frustration one feels when iron can’t turn into steel. What she knew about him so far was that there was a Martial Arts Society behind Lin Zifeng; as for what he was doing, she hadn’t asked, and Zifeng didn’t seem willing to tell.

The man who was busily munching on the bread suddenly stopped, looked at her blankly, and said, "What’s up? You don’t have to slash at me just for eating, do you? Is it just because we didn’t have XXOO last night, is it that serious?"

"You, stop talking nonsense, I, when have I ever been involved in those kinds of activities with you. Can you please be civil when you speak?" The woman’s cheeks turned pink, the events of last night still fresh in her mind.

And Lin Zifeng felt the same.

Both of their personalities were stubborn, and even if they liked each other, they were reluctant to openly express their feelings.

He was even worse in that regard, always so casual whenever she wanted to seriously find out whether he liked her or not. As a matter of fact, Lin Zifeng had never straightforwardly told her that he liked her.

Nangong Bing was very aware that Lin Zifeng had been with quite a few women before, and maybe he considered what happened between them to be just a fleeting pleasure. Who knows if she even existed in his heart.

What she didn’t know was that for years, Zifeng’s heart had held a place for Nangong Bingxin. It’s just that their relationship seemed to have progressed a bit too quickly, and after their last impulsive encounter, Zifeng’s heart had been completely occupied by Nangong Bing, although this sudden happiness felt too abrupt.

"Heh, you were so gentle with me yesterday, and now your mood changes so quickly?" the man chuckled.

"When have I ever been gentle with you? Don’t make things up, I, Nangong Bing, am not that kind of person," the woman’s face once again flushed, her coy denial evident in the fluctuating tones of her voice.

Seeing this, Lin Zifeng felt even more delighted. He loved to see Nangong Bing looking like this, embarrassed and angrily shy. The Nangong Bing who was known as a Goddess seemed so bashful in front of him. He couldn’t express how satisfying that was.

"I, I don’t have time to talk about this with you right now, I have to go to work." The woman suddenly stood up, in a white, Korean-style, tight-fitting suit that made her look much younger.

The ice queen Goddess seemed to have shed two or three years just like that.

Usually, she dressed in a more mature OL professional suit.

Only after the woman closed the door behind her, leaning her slender back against it, covering her flushed face with her delicate hands, did she shake her head vigorously, muttering to herself, "Nangong Bing, ah, Nangong Bing, why do you always lose so completely to him in every verbal spat? No, this won’t do. If I get the chance, I must even the score. After all, I’m the top director of Tianyu Group, so successful in the business world, how could I possibly lose to a little guy like him?

Wuwu, but it seems like he’s my nemesis, isn’t he? With his thick skin like a city wall, verbal attacks must be ineffective against him, and fighting? But I can’t beat him, he even dares to jump off thousand-meter buildings, how could I be his match?"

Thinking about this, the woman felt an unbearable resentment in her heart, regardless of her feelings for the other party.

Liking someone doesn’t mean I can endure everything!