His Beloved Treasure

Jing Feng looked at Helian Hao and quietly reminded her, "Do you recognize the two sitting by the stairs?"

Helian Hao looked towards the stairs and was stunned, mouth agape.

Not very familiar, but seems not entirely unfamiliar either.

"Uh, wasn’t that at the gathering at the old Qiao Family home last time? Zhang something?"

"That’s her, dreaming about Meng Yichen and Qin Mu getting a divorce!"

Jing Feng said, unusually talkative.

But he was truly shocked and irritated by Zhang Hongyun’s foolish demeanor, never having encountered such a shameless woman before. Young, with a decent family background, but her behavior was really disgusting.

"What?"

Helian Hao immediately frowned, almost banging the table.

"Now that uncle’s gone, people with her kind of mindset probably aren’t few."

But Jing Feng quickly calmed down, thinking carefully that there are probably many hoping for their divorce.

"What kind of mindset do these people have? Uncle just left, and they’re hoping for uncle’s daughter to get divorced? Besides, Mu Yichen and Mumu’s relationship is so deep, how can they get divorced? Utterly delusional!"

Helian Hao was furious, just short of rushing over to splash a beer on Zhang Hongyun.

No, beer wouldn’t vent her anger. Just as the waiter served her fish soup, Helian Hao saw it steaming hot and immediately wanted to pour it over her.

"People! Always need to have dreams!"

Jing Feng chuckled, his wife only showed such righteous indignation concerning Qin Mu’s affairs.

"Nonsense!"

Helian Hao glared fiercely in that direction, and by sheer luck, Zhang Hongyun seemed to sense it and turned to glance her way. Their eyes met, Zhang Hongyun smiled, feeling provoked, and Helian Hao stood up with the fish soup.

Jing Feng instinctively lifted his eyes, but didn’t stop her, just watched his wife in mild surprise.

"With her father’s death, her career, her marriage, Qing Qing think about it, can she still have a good outcome?"

As Zhang Hongyun finished speaking, she glanced up to see the woman standing behind Fan Qing, stunned. Helian Hao had been sitting far away just now; how had she suddenly appeared here? She had just greeted her politely too.

"I was going to replenish my health with this bowl of fish soup, but seeing Miss Zhang here, I’ll generously offer it to you!"

Helian Hao smiled, pretending to be remarkably polite, as she walked towards Zhang Hongyun.

"Oh! How could I dare? Ah!"

Initially, Zhang Hongyun was quite pleased, almost feeling honored, but then Helian Hao suddenly splashed the large bowl across her face.

Immediately, Zhang Hongyun screamed, her face appearing completely plastered.

The server, initially inclined to investigate, seeing it was Helian Hao and Jing Feng sitting over there, clearly willing to let Helian Hao act as she pleased, didn’t dare approach.

"Are you crazy?"

Jumping up, Zhang Hongyun yelled, rushing to find cold water, afraid she’d been disfigured, and grabbed her wine glass to wash her face with red wine.

Helian Hao couldn’t hold back her laughter seeing her actions, "Haha! Who’s crazy here? Do you have any sense at all? Using red wine on your face right after getting burnt?"

Fan Qing had already instinctively stepped back a bit before Zhang Hongyun stood up, now looking at the scene, somewhat at a loss.

"Get your friend to the hospital promptly; if you’re late, her face might be ruined!"

Helian Hao glanced at the silent girl beside her, then looked at Zhang Hongyun, "This time, the wound is on your face. If I catch wind of any more filthy talk, the injury will be your mouth. How amusing a foreigner dares to run wild in our Rongcheng!"

Helian Hao coldly observed Zhang Hongyun’s on-the-verge-of-collapse and unsure-of-what-to-do expression, then turned away with chilling detachment.

Even when she returned to her seat, Zhang Hongyun was still gasping angrily, noticing the surrounding people watching her, she couldn’t help but shout, "Are the staff here blind? Didn’t see a guest being harassed? Why didn’t anyone call the police?"

Unbeknownst to her, Jing Feng was also one of the hotel shareholders, and to the staff, Jing Feng was someone who couldn’t do wrong, and the person who injured her was one of the hotel owners, so everyone watched quietly, secretly scoffing, yet keeping a solemn demeanor.

Fan Qing supported Zhang Hongyun to the restroom to tidy up, seeing her face scalded red, had to take her to the hospital afterward.