Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 287: Showing Off Wealth and Slapping Faces

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Showing Off Wealth and Slapping Faces

Li Feng muttered a curse under his breath and looked down at the petite and delicate Wang Qian. When did this happen? He hadn’t even noticed.

Dongfang Liang’s eyelids twitched, "Wang Qian, even if you want to reject me, at least find someone more reliable."

"Just him?"

Sarcasm dripped from Dongfang Liang’s tone. No wonder he reacted this way, given that Li Feng currently looked a bit sloppy, wearing pajamas under a trench coat paired with cotton slippers, and sporting an unruly beard coupled with bed hair.

He looked exactly like a poor loser.

"What’s wrong with him? I like him, I like everything about him. Even if he’s unkempt, he’s the best in my eyes," Wang Qian declared irrationally as she stared at Dongfang Liang.

Dongfang Liang glanced at Wang Qian and snorted before turning to Li Feng, "I don’t care what relationship you have with Wang Qian, but stay away from her. She’s not for someone like you to have. Don’t cause trouble for yourself."

Oh snap.

Li Feng looked at this sharp-tongued young man and smirked, "Kid, you’re quite confident. She’s not for me to have, and you think you deserve her?"

Dongfang Liang, looking at Li Feng still daring to ’talk back’, sneered coldly and pointed to a sports car parked by the roadside.

"Of course. With your sense of style, calling you a basket case is a compliment. Looking at your poor ass, do you think you’re a match for her?"

"I’m wearing a custom-made suit by a designer from Dali Country; just this outfit alone is enough for you to live on for ten years."

Dongfang Liang stretched out his wrist to show his watch, "Ever heard of Patek Philippe? This is the limited edition Sky Moon Tourbillon, not too expensive, only about three million."

Then, Dongfang Liang pointed to the car parked on the side of the road, "Latest model luxury car of this year, limited to one hundred units worldwide, shipped directly from the factory. There’s only one in the whole Sea City, at least this much."

Dongfang Liang raised a finger.

"What do you have to compare with me, what right do you have to compete with me?"

Dongfang Liang sneered repeatedly at Li Feng who looked like a poor loser. Competing with me for a girl? Who gave you the courage?

Li Feng wrapped his arm around Wang Qian’s shoulder, ignoring the wealth-showing Dongfang Liang, "Did this classmate of yours get his head caught in a door, or has he been watching too much TV? Oh, that’s right, you’re cooking tonight."

Dongfang Liang watched the two walk by, his pride taking a hit. Was he being ignored?

"Stop!"

Dongfang Liang suddenly spun around and chased after them, "You dare ignore me?"

Li Feng squinted at Dongfang Liang blocking his path and chuckled lightly, "You know, and you still ask, you’re pretty clueless, kid!"

Dongfang Liang, furious but still restraining himself, asked.

"How much?"

"Huh?" Li Feng looked at Dongfang Liang, puzzled.

"How much money would it take for you to leave her? Just name a price, I won’t haggle."

Dongfang Liang threw money in Li Feng’s face.

Li Feng laughed, "You’re trying to hit me with money?"

"If that’s what you think, then yes, I’m hitting you with money," Dongfang Liang stared at Li Feng.

Li Feng curled his lips, amused. The last time someone tried to hit him with money was Zhang Shaofeng from Sihai Group, but Sihai Group was now history.

Li Feng gestured with his lips at a building next to them.

"Do you know what this building is called?"

Dongfang Liang grunted, this poor loser was trying to test him, "Of course I do, Tang Chen First Grade, one of the most expensive complexes in Sea City, at least three hundred thousand per square meter on average."

"How about coming up to my place for a visit?"

Dongfang Liang was stunned for a moment. "You live here?"

"Is there a problem?" Li Feng asked back with a light laugh. Dongfang Liang was clearly taken aback for a moment. One must know that the apartments in First Grade Tang Chen were not cheap, and the smallest unit was also around 400 square meters, with the average price of an apartment reaching two hundred million.

Naturally, those who could live here were certainly not strapped for cash.

With his looks?

Dongfang Liang sneered to himself, certain that this guy was putting on an act, thinking that by saying this, he could scare him. "Heh, then I shall comply with your invitation."

"You’re really going to invite him up, huh?"

"He is, after all, your classmate. It’s only right to offer some hospitality."

Li Feng was well aware of Dongfang Liang’s little schemes and, wrapping his arm around Wang Qian, proceeded into the building. In such high-end residences, there was naturally identity recognition. Seeing that Li Feng managed to enter the building, Dongfang Liang started to grow impatient.

Could it be that he had misjudged?

If the other party could afford to live in First Grade Tang Chen, then his wealth was definitely considerable. Dongfang Liang felt like his own display of wealth was akin to slapping his own face, especially when he thought of how he had tried to use money to impress. He felt his face burning up.

Sofia and Bai Yuting weren’t at home, as Sofia was busy organizing Li Feng’s finances, and Bai Yuting had been pulled in to help.

"Li Baobei."

As Li Feng entered the house, he saw a yawning Li Baobei.

"Daddy."

Li Baobei scampered towards Li Feng but, upon seeing Wang Qian behind him, she immediately turned and dove at Wang Qian’s legs.

"Sister."

"Baobei, have you been good at home today?"

"Baobei is good."

Standing at the entrance hall, Dongfang Liang nearly popped his eyes out at the scene. Damn it, what was going on?

It was bad enough that Wang Qian liked older men, but to find she also had a child in tow was like a heavy hammer to his chest.

"Come in and sit. Wang Qian, go make some tea for our guest."

"I just remembered I have something to do, I’ll be going now." Dongfang Liang didn’t even remove his shoes and was twisting around to leave, thoroughly embarrassed by today’s events.

The last thing he expected was for his goddess to be this kind of person.

Li Feng watched Dongfang Liang leave, then turned to look at Wang Qian, who had picked up Li Baobei. "Your classmate’s not going to do something rash, is he?"

Wang Qian rolled her eyes at Li Feng and hummed a response, "Could you please wash your hair, shave your beard, and maybe take a bath before going out next time? You reek, can’t you smell it?"

"Didn’t you say you liked me no matter what I looked like?"

"You don’t actually like me, do you?" Li Feng looked at Wang Qian.

Wang Qian spat out disdainfully, "I was acting, okay? Baobei, let’s go, we’re not dealing with your stinky daddy."

Li Feng lifted his arm and sniffed. Stinky?

He turned and went back to the bedroom, entering the bathroom to take a shower when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the number.

"Brother-in-law, it’s me. Please, come save me, I’m in room 1902 at the Pearl Hotel."

Hearing the plea for help on the phone, Li Feng immediately grabbed the clothes he’d taken off and put them on. "Wang Qian, I need to step out for a bit, Baobei’s in your care."

"Where are you going?"

Li Feng closed the door behind him and ran downstairs. The Pearl Hotel was not far from where he lived; he didn’t take his car and sprinted the bit over a mile to the central district, where the Pearl Hotel was located inside the Jinmao Tower.