Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 98 - 98 098 The Hidden Lin Tao Happy New Year

98: 098: The Hidden Lin Tao [Happy New Year] 98: 098: The Hidden Lin Tao [Happy New Year] Qing He grew more and more fond of Tang Feng, her heart beginning to flutter.

There was a time when she had vowed only to marry a rich man, and not without property, but when faced with a man she liked, these oaths were all but forgotten.

They were not young women just out of society, well-off on their own with high-paying jobs, setting the bar high.

Ordinary men could hardly catch their eye, many were just playthings, but seldom did they really fall for someone.

She had thought only a husband could deserve her devotion, yet even boyfriends hadn’t quite won her over; now, here she was, charmed by a young man five or six years her junior.

If Tang Feng wanted, he really might do something he’d regret.

Luckily, Tang Feng wasn’t into them; though he was a catch, he was selective about his catch.

Qing He and those women were the kind one couldn’t easily get rid of once commenced, so he avoided them.

If he were interested, Zou Mei could satisfy him, with four villas and not to mention several campus beauties and a pretty aunt at the school.

But for passing time and having a laugh, these women were quite fitting.

Qing He also saw that although the words from Tang Feng’s mouth were blunt, his eyes held no desire, unlike any man she had encountered before.

“Hey, isn’t that what’s-his-name?

You boys with barely any fuzz buzz off, we’re taking this spot,” said a group of five or six stylishly dressed men as they approached.

Among them, it was clear some knew the two women.

“Pang Jindong, don’t go too far,” a woman retorted coldly as she stood up.

“Minmin, what’s this about?

After all, we were once ‘husband and wife’ for a night; how could you switch targets so quickly?

These boys do seem young—your taste sure is heavy,” Pang Jindong laughed loudly.

“A bitch never has shame.

Don’t be fooled by appearances, these women turn into a free-for-all once you get them in a room—I still relish the memory,” Pang Jindong reminisced with a sneer.

“Better scram before we lose our tempers,” Lin Tao snapped, usually quiet but formidable when enraged.

Pang Jindong’s follower tried to stand up for his boss, spouting a few harsh words, but saw Lin Tao move swiftly, he grabbed the offending hand and dislocated it with a twist, prompting a scream.

The guy’s arm went limp.

Dislocated harshly.

Pang Jindong gasped for air, not expecting a student to be so ferocious, involuntarily stepping back as his cronies too were frightened, scrambling to help their screaming comrade, all displaying shock.

“I’ll count to three, if you’re not gone, I won’t mind giving you a special welcome,” Lin Tao threatened, his eyebrows lifting, eyes glaring with a ferocity like that of a beast, sending chills through those he looked at.

As if stepping into a vault of death.

“Kid, remember this, you’ll learn what happens when you offend Pang Jindong; look forward to it,” Pang Jindong backed off, being no fool to rush against a clear obstacle.

Pang Jindong left with harsh words and a fierce glare but didn’t leave the place, instead, he took refuge in a private room, and the guy whose arm was dislocated was cold-heartedly abandoned.

Lin Tao’s assertiveness greatly impressed Minmin and increased her admiration.

Seeing his passionate gaze, her previous aura vanished, replaced by a shy demeanor, hard to believe had she not witnessed it herself.

The four women laughed upon seeing this.

“Look at you, Lin Tao, you really are something, hiding you and Tang Feng in our dorm, these three years were lived in vain,” Rao Weisheng exclaimed.

“Sorry, it wasn’t my intention to deceive you, I just didn’t want to cause trouble.

Ah Feng, I meant to help you last time but didn’t expect you to be even more formidable.

You’re not upset, right?” Lin Tao said.

“Fellow classmates won’t mind.

This sister is lucky, Lin Tao hasn’t made a move like this before.

Today’s fury for the beauty is truly extraordinary,” Tang Feng remarked.

“Ah Tao, thank you.

Here, let me treat you to a drink,” Huang Minmin moved closer, Lin Tao’s face turning even redder.

Seeing him like that, Huang Minmin chuckled to herself.

“Come, drink up, tonight you are all tough guys,” the other three women laughed as they raised their glasses.

In their eyes, not backing down made one a real man.

Qing He felt depressed.

Although she had dated in college, the concept of originality in society had gradually relaxed, and she did not think of herself as inferior.

On the contrary, she possessed a subtle allure more than the naive girls did.

Didn’t all men like that sort of thing?

Could it be that because she wasn’t pure, she was unintentionally being distanced?

Qing He was a very smart woman.

She noticed Tang Feng’s mentality but did not show it; she remained enthusiastic and talkative, trying her best to show her best side through his expressions.

Indeed, Tang Feng did not deliberately distance himself anymore and behaved as before.

As the music blared, the four couples hit the dance floor together.

Swinging to relax oneself.

Stretching to boost confidence.

Flailing wildly, just for this brief revelry.

Here, you could indulge freely; worries and sorrows were swept away by sweat, and the rhythmic beats were intoxicating.

Women, songs, wine—life is short, we should enjoy it to the fullest, lest we harbor regrets in our old age.

Qing He took the initiative, her waist moving like a snake in front of Tang Feng.

It was unlikely he wasn’t attracted; on the contrary, Tang Feng’s reaction was significant, considering he had also had his experiences with a few women.

It could be said that the capital of youth always had the potential to spark ideas, and the body’s reactions spoke volumes.

Tang Feng’s favorite wasn’t the face but the waist—sinuous, sensual, easily leading one to fall into an abyss.

And at this moment, Tang Feng’s reaction said it all.

Qing He, with her back to Tang Feng, leaned forward slightly at the waist with her legs straight, her serpentine waist twisting, her rear moving up and down, side to side now and then; her lovely face slightly turned, her eyes misty.

What was she doing?

Tang Feng was especially frustrated.

There was no such dance; this was simply seduction.

Suddenly, Tang Feng was bumped from behind, thrusting him forward heavily.

Qing He hadn’t expected this at all.

She screamed as if electrocuted and almost collapsed to the ground, but fortunately, Tang Feng was quick to catch her in his arms.

Pressed against Tang Feng’s body, Qing He felt overwhelmed, his warmth enveloping her neck, her mind becoming muddled, forgetting where she was.

Tang Feng had no choice but to turn her around gently and hold her, letting her lean on his shoulder.

Qing He gradually regained her strength and quietly moved her mouth close to Tang Feng’s ear.

“Did you do that to me on purpose?” she asked breathlessly.

“It was purely accidental,” Tang Feng said, somewhat embarrassed.

“How about I make it up to you just this once?”

Tang Feng finally understood what it meant to be breathlessly charming.

Qing He exuded an astonishing allure from head to toe, like a vortex that unwittingly drew people in.

For a woman to say such a thing showed she was mentally prepared; so with that being the case, why should he hesitate?

He led her towards the direction of the restroom.