The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 808 - 804: I Will Protect You

A faint, delicate fragrance drifted into Ye Chenfeng’s nostrils—it was light and not at all cloying, likely the natural scent emanating from Jiang Mengrong’s body. This made Ye Chenfeng unconsciously sniff the air; Since Jiang Mengrong was leaning quite close in front of him, her upper body slightly bent, it resulted in her neckline coming a little undone, allowing Ye Chenfeng to catch a glimpse of a dazzling white across her chest.

Ye Chenfeng was certainly no Liuxia Hui—the paragon of self-control—and he gently coughed twice, which served as a subtle hint to Jiang Mengrong.

Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s cough, Jiang Mengrong curiously followed his gaze, lowering her head to glance down. After noticing her partly open neckline, her cheeks immediately flushed red, and she spat shyly, saying, "Men truly have such petty minds; however, I suppose you could still be considered a gentleman."

The whisper Jiang Mengrong had just shared with Ye Chenfeng had not been overheard by others present, such as Zhang Chengye. But now that Jiang Mengrong wasn’t lowering her voice anymore, everyone in attendance heard her remark, leaving them quite bewildered. However, men’s imaginations tend to run wild, and recalling Jiang Mengrong’s shy demeanor, they all convinced themselves that Jiang Mengrong and the newcomer were flirting.

For a moment, all the other men in the room directed their meaningful gazes at Ye Chenfeng because they all knew Jiang Mengrong was Zhang Chengye’s prey, and that Zhang Chengye came from a decent family background.

"Chengye, it seems this kid is trying to steal your girl, are you really going to just stand by and watch?" Xu Ganghao whispered from Zhang Chengye’s left.

"Indeed, Chengye, Jiang Mengrong is already your prey. Don’t forget, no woman has ever escaped from the palm of your hand before, and I don’t think this kid has any significant background either," Guo Mingliang chimed in from Zhang Chengye’s right.

Zhang Chengye had long regarded Jiang Mengrong as his own, and now, seeing his woman flirt with another man was unbearable for the ever-arrogant Zhang Chengye. However, having been raised in a privileged family, Zhang Chengye knew better than to act hastily without first understanding the other party’s background.

So, Zhang Chengye adjusted his emotions, putting on a modest smile and addressed Ye Chenfeng, "Hello, welcome to our team. I am the leader of this group. As the leader, it’s essential for me to know a bit about you. May I ask which medical school abroad did you graduate from?"

Although Ye Chenfeng was not fond of Zhang Chengye’s arrogance, he still casually replied, "I studied Traditional Chinese medicine, and it’s self-taught. I didn’t graduate from any medical school abroad."

Hearing that Ye Chenfeng studied Traditional Chinese medicine and had no formal mentor only increased the disdain the other men in the room held for him since they were all Western medicine students and inherently looked down on Traditional Chinese medicine, especially considering Ye Chenfeng’s lack of a notable medical mentor.

Zhang Chengye’s smile grew ever brighter, now certain that even if Ye Chenfeng had some connections, they couldn’t be that significant—if he had, his family would surely have arranged for a famed medical mentor.

Standing to the left and right of Zhang Chengye, Xu Ganghao and Guo Mingliang lost any interest even in learning Ye Chenfeng’s name after hearing his basic information. Xu Ganghao said sarcastically, "A mere practitioner of Traditional Chinese medicine—I really don’t know what the higher-ups were thinking, assigning someone like him to our group. Isn’t this just making trouble for us?"

"Ganghao, you really shouldn’t say that; who knows, maybe he’s a self-taught genius!" Guo Mingliang laughed with contempt.

Zhang Chengye, on the other hand, was the picture of righteousness, not showing the slightest disdain for Ye Chenfeng. He knew it was time to show his gentlemanly demeanor in front of Jiang Mengrong, smiling and saying, "Alright, everyone say less, I think there is a reason this friend was placed in our group."

"Group Leader Zhang, I think you’re quite right, there definitely is a reason—perhaps this kid is here to handle the logistics, specifically to serve us tea and water."

"So, this kid is basically our nanny then? The higher-ups really do take very good care of us!"

"Kid, this is a great learning opportunity for you, you better grasp it well. If you can satisfy us, maybe we could teach you some medical skills."

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The other male exchange students also began to speak one after another, seizing the opportunity to curry favor with Zhang Chengye.

Jiang Mengrong furrowed her brows tightly as she heard these guys talking more and more outrageously. Seeing Jiang Mengrong’s displeased expression, Zhang Chengye spoke again, "Alright, everyone should stop making fun of our friend here."

Then, turning to Ye Chenfeng, he said, "It’s all just a joke, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind, right?" freewebnoveℓ.com

Listening to these "buzzing" flies around him, Ye Chenfeng now regretted letting the higher-ups conceal his identity. But Ye Chenfeng was never one to take things lying down. He responded with a slight smile, "You’re asking if I would mind?"

"I believe you certainly wouldn’t mind, considering we’re all going to be in the same group from now on," Zhang Chengye replied, slightly taken aback by Ye Chenfeng’s question, yet maintaining his gentlemanly demeanor.

"Oh? So if I pay my respects to your eighteen generations of ancestors, your cultivation ought to mean you wouldn’t mind, right?" Ye Chenfeng said with a cold laugh.

As the expressions of Zhang Chengye and the others shifted, Ye Chenfeng continued, "If you want to show off your arrogance and try to pick up girls, roll aside and don’t come here to disgust me like a piece of shit."

After speaking, Ye Chenfeng casually found a seat in the meeting room and sat down.

Having someone paying respects to their eighteen generations and being compared to a piece of shit, even Zhang Chengye, who excelled at putting on airs, turned red with anger. Fuming inside but trying to keep his tone steady, he said, "Friend, with ladies present, don’t you think what you’ve said is inappropriate? I think you should apologize to everyone."

Ye Chenfeng glanced indifferently at Zhang Chengye, curled his lip, and responded, "What, did a door squish your head this morning? Or were you kicked by a donkey? You people really are something special. After I’ve paid respects to your ancestors and compared you to a piece of shit, you’re only asking for an apology?"

"If it were me, I definitely would have thrown a punch by now. So you bunch of wimps, stay as far away from me as you can, and don’t pollute my eyesight," Ye Chenfeng said impatiently.

"Kid, what you said is really too much. We’re in the same group, do you want to be ostracized?"

"Why waste words on this brat? There are seven men here, can’t we deal with just one of him?"

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Seeing the rest of the students looking ready for a fight, Zhang Chengye spoke up, "Let’s all calm down. Some people lack manners; shall we stoop to their level?"

As the group leader, Zhang Chengye knew they were about to be taken to the airport, and if anything happened at this critical moment, he certainly wouldn’t be able to shirk the responsibility.

"I already said it’s a group of wimps! You’re using civility as an excuse for your weakness. If your ancestors knew they had descendants like you, they’d probably be so mad they’d jump out of their graves," Ye Chen considered aloud.

Hearing Ye Chenfeng’s insipid words, Zhang Chengye felt a spasm in the corner of his eye and knew he had to hold back. Once they reached Nangang, he would have plenty of ways to deal with Ye Chenfeng.

"Let’s not stoop to some people’s level. Let’s sit down and rest for a bit," Zhang Chengye said, heading for the seats at the front of the meeting room, and the other six students followed his lead, clear in their intent to isolate Ye Chenfeng.

However, the only woman present, Jiang Mengrong, didn’t follow Zhang Chengye. Instead, she sat down beside Ye Chenfeng, flashing him a charming smile and said, "Brother, I am growing fonder of you by the minute. You’ve completely offended Zhang Chengye and his gang now, but with me here, I’ll ensure your safety in Nangang."

In Jiang Mengrong’s view, Ye Chen’s actions were entirely genuine; he said what he wanted to say. In contrast to Zhang Chengye and his group’s pretentiousness, Jiang Mengrong felt nothing but contempt towards them after being compared to a piece of shit and having their ancestors disrespected. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, we welcome you to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)