Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 245 - 245 245 A Big Misunderstanding Second Update Please Vote

245: Chapter 245: A Big Misunderstanding [Second Update, Please Vote] 245: Chapter 245: A Big Misunderstanding [Second Update, Please Vote] Tang Feng brought Lan Xin to the garage, and as she looked at row after row of luxury sports cars, Lan Xin was completely shocked, wondering what kind of power one would need to possess these.

In fact, she was overthinking it.

Regardless, Tang Feng had achieved his goal, and Lan Xin agreed to get the plates.

In fact, she knew these cars were all legitimate, otherwise, they wouldn’t have been allowed in Huaxia.

As for where Tang Feng obtained them from, Lan Xin didn’t want to know.

Arriving in the living room, Lan Xin’s heart raced once again.

While others might just think the furniture was pretty and the decorations tasteful, and the wall paintings nice, to someone knowledgeable like Lan Xin, it was breathtaking.

None of the furniture here was ordinary; there were pieces limited to European nobility, utensils exclusive to royalty, and teaware.

One could say that anything you could see was not simple, even the shoe cabinet was a limited edition.

These were things Tang Feng had never really studied; he simply collected whatever he deemed best, which to him were barely passable.

But for Lan Xin, it was extremely shocking.

Even the wealthiest person in Capital City might not have this quality of life.

Tang Feng brewed a pot of tea, with the fragrance enveloping the large living room.

Lan Xin’s face turned red; the scent of the tea was like that, causing her to react in a certain way, somewhat embarrassingly.

You should know that she always thought she was quite indifferent in that aspect, otherwise, with her standards, there wouldn’t be a shortage of people pursuing her.

“This tea can’t be bought outside; try it.” This was picked directly from the Divine Tea heir, brewed straight away without the need for roasting, as he didn’t need to preserve it—whenever he wanted a drink, he would just harvest.

Of course, to further improve the taste, roasting would not be a bad idea.

Just touching the tea with her lips, Lan Xin couldn’t help but close her eyes.

How could she describe the feeling?

It was like drifting through space with her eyes closed, light and breezy, refreshing through and through.

“Ms.

Manager, is the tea not to your liking?” Tang Feng had yet to ask for her name.

“Ah!

No, no, it’s just too delicious, I’ve never tasted such exquisite tea before, thank you, Mr.

Tang.” As she looked at the young man, Lan Xin thought everything before might have been an illusion, but reality told her it was all true.

“If it’s good, drink a few more cups, consider it a thank you for the trouble of getting the plates for me,” Tang Feng said.

“You are too polite.

I can get the plates done in two days,” Lan Xin recovered her powerful woman demeanor.

“Well then, thank you very much, I’ll give you the money first; just name your price.”

“One hundred thousand for one, I won’t ask you for much,” Lan Xin said.

“I’ll give you an extra hundred thousand for each plate; choose some better license plates,” Tang Feng chuckled.

“No problem, then I’ll take my leave now.” Lan Xin felt somewhat reluctant to leave, as the lingering sweetness in her mouth brightened her entire spirit.

It was truly Divine Tea.

“Let me see you out,” Tang Feng followed behind her.

At the doorway, Lan Xin forgot she was in Tang Feng’s home and bent down to put on her high heels.

Doing so, the rounded curves under her professional skirt were displayed right before Tang Feng’s eyes.

Gulp!

The sound of his swallowing was not small, and Lan Xin, somewhat absentminded, only then realized.

The skirt had a slight split at the back; bending over like that, wasn’t everything exposed?

She quickly stood up, her shoes not even properly on, and as she lost her balance, she began to fall to the side.

Tang Feng hurriedly stepped forward and caught her, and Lan Xin collapsed into Tang Feng’s arms as if electrically shocked, weak and powerless.

“This woman must be doing this on purpose,” Tang Feng thought to himself, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” Lan Xin finally stood up straight, only to find that she had injured her ankle.

The situation was cliché, but that was just how it was; women’s ankles are that delicate.

“Ankle injured?” Seeing Lan Xin’s pained expression, Tang Feng smiled, thinking this was a tactic the woman was using to get close to him.

Lan Xin nodded; she didn’t expect Tang Feng to misunderstand, and then her body was lifted in a bridal carry, scaring her into instinctively wrapping her arms around Tang Feng’s neck.

“Mr.

Tang, put me down, I can walk on my own.”

“You are injured and still trying to be tough.

While you are here, you have to listen to me,” Tang Feng authoritatively refused to put her down, and Lan Xin’s heart pounded wildly.

She hadn’t expected her heart of ice to become flustered under Tang Feng’s domineering influence.

Tang Feng placed the person on the sofa and then crouched in front of Lan Xin.

The scent of the woman’s perfume was light, yet very enticing.

If it weren’t for Tang Feng’s good mental state, he would have been restless by now.

Lan Xin saw that Tang Feng was about to touch her leg and instinctively wanted to dodge, but he forcefully grabbed her.

“If you’re hurt, stop moving around and let me check.”

“I am fine; I just need to rest,” Lan Xin said with a blush as Tang Feng examined her leg.

“Don’t be stubborn, I don’t want my guests leaving my place with injuries,” Tang Feng said, his words carrying a double meaning.

Lan Xin gave Tang Feng a glare without really thinking, only to realize he had just caught her in the act.

With a sly smile at the corner of his mouth, Lan Xin got frightened and turned her head to look elsewhere.

This slight display of charm was very alluring.

Tang Feng removed the high heels and gently placed his palm on the ankle, softly massaging, as streams of Spiritual Energy penetrated like tiny ants.

Tang Feng was definitely doing this on purpose.

Lan Xin arched her body, biting her lip and narrowing her eyes as she suffered.

Suddenly, Tang Feng applied a bit more pressure and she could no longer bear it, letting out a hum.

Lan Xin startled herself and covered her mouth in panic, only to see Tang Feng smiling at her, and in an instant, she seemed to understand something and got angry enough to stretch out her hand to hit Tang Feng.

As a result, she ended up throwing herself onto Tang Feng, pinning him to the ground.

The pose was too seductive.

“Heh, I never thought I’d have a day of being overpowered.

Go ahead, manager, even though I’m not ready, I’ll accommodate you,” Tang Feng teased.

“Jerk, what do you take me for?” Lan Xin was livid, quickly propping herself up to rise, but her waist tightened, and she was once again pressed tightly against Tang Feng.

Two faces were just centimeters apart, with four eyes locked on each other, and suddenly it was as if a fire had been ignited, as Tang Feng placed a hand on Lan Xin’s head.

Next, Lan Xin watched helplessly as she kept getting closer to Tang Feng.

Boom!

The moment their lips touched, her brain went blank, and then the sound of tea leaves being captured from behind followed, with her lips slightly parting.

After that, nothing was up to her anymore.

After a while, Lan Xin looked at Tang Feng with red, teary eyes.

She was angry, reluctant, and sad.

She was in such a state of emotional turmoil that she was utterly confused.

“I didn’t mean to harm you,” Tang Feng sighed inwardly, feeling a bit of regret.

It seemed he had misunderstood her, as he realized after a trial that she was still quite innocent.

“If this isn’t harming me, then what is?” Lan Xin said as tears fell again.

Tang Feng was slightly startled and then hugged her tightly, “Actually, I misunderstood.

I thought you were doing it on purpose.

I am apologizing to you now.

Of course, I can take responsibility if you want.”

“Who wants you to take responsibility, jerk,” Lan Xin shrugged off Tang Feng’s embrace, stood up, grabbed her high heels, and ran out of the living room.

It was only after she had driven out of the villa that she realized her foot was healed and not hurting at all.

She couldn’t help but smile a little, acknowledging the jerk still had some ability.

Ptui!

The jerk who’s a little devil.

Wiping away her tears, Lan Xin found she wasn’t as sad as she had thought.

Instead, she felt a little happy and a touch of sweetness.

Touching her lips, she almost had a car accident, which scared her into pulling over.

Then, of course, she cursed at Tang Feng, but afterwards, she laughed foolishly as she started the car and drove away.

Meanwhile, Tang Feng sat in the living room reflecting.

Sometimes people shouldn’t be too presumptuous.

It’s fine if a misunderstanding can be resolved, but if you run into one that can’t be cleared up, things can get out of hand.

However, the woman Lan Xin was not bad, someone he could consider keeping.

Of course, it mainly depended on her, he would never force it.

The woman ran fast, didn’t even take the money; lying on the sofa, Tang Feng thought about the meeting in two days, and with a devilish smile on his face.