Urban All-Round Master

After the meeting...

Mu Yang stayed behind, and as she was leaving, she grabbed Lin Zifeng’s arm.

"Where are you going this time?" Mu Yang asked worriedly.

"Mu Jie, look at you, making it seem like I’m going off to war with the Japanese. It’s not a life-and-death situation; don’t use that kind of look on me, alright?" Lin Zifeng glanced at her helplessly, leaning against the wall and looking at her.

"Why do I feel like you’re acting strange this time? Is there something you’re hiding from me? Is there anything we can’t talk about?"

In Mu Yang’s understanding, Lin Zifeng usually handles things with a bury-your-head-and-charge-forward attitude. He doesn’t like sharing what he’s doing with others and swallows the danger himself.

This kind of personality makes the women around him feel very unsatisfied. If he doesn’t share his burdens, the women will think they don’t hold a high place in his heart.

"Mu Jie, really, it’s nothing."

"Is that so? Then why do I feel like there’s something in your words? Lin Zifeng, are you hiding something from your sister, not daring to be honest with me?"

"Mu Jie, there’s really nothing going on. What is it? Are you determined to get to the bottom of this today?" Lin Zifeng shook his head with a bitter smile.

Women really do have accurate intuition.

Mu Yang could feel something was off with Lin Zifeng this time.

"Enough with the small talk, hurry up and make things clear for me. If you don’t explain everything today, don’t even think about walking out of this door." Saying this, she spread her arms and blocked Lin Zifeng inside the conference room.

"Oh, Mu Jie, are you going to get tough today?"

Lin Zifeng smiled as he gazed into her eyes.

"Stop with the nonsense, but unless you explain things clearly to me today, don’t even think about leaving this door."

Mu Yang stood with her hands on her hips, looking very much like a hooligan.

Looking at her voluptuous and full bust, Lin Zifeng’s eyes were a bit dazed, and he swallowed hard, finally shifting his gaze.

But the alluring fragrance emanating from her made Lin Zifeng quite captivated. He hadn’t engaged in any intimate interactions with Mu Yang for quite a while now.

The attraction between them seemed even stronger.

"Haha, Mu Jie, even if I told you, you couldn’t help me." Lin Zifeng touched his chin, deliberately staring unabashedly at her chest for a long time.

"Even if I can’t help, spiritual support counts, right? What? You don’t trust your Mu Jie anymore?"

While speaking, Mu Yang intentionally straightened her chest and shook it in front of him, almost making his eyes pop out.

"Uh, hahaha. Mu Jie, it’s not about trust, it’s just that you really can’t help me." Lin Zifeng chuckled bitterly, wondering why this woman was so stubborn.

"You haven’t told me, so how do you know I can’t help you?" Mu Yang retorted.

From her perspective, even if she really couldn’t help, she should at least know his whereabouts.

No matter what, taking a step back, I am also your friend-with-benefits, so asking about your whereabouts isn’t overstepping, is it?

"Alright, since you want to know, I’ll tell you alone. I’m going back to Zhonghai; do you want to come along?"

"No way! Seeing your demeanor just now, your posture already betrayed you; you’re not going to Zhonghai." Mu Yang denied him.

"Alright then, tell me, where am I going?" Lin Zifeng smirked without good humor, "Okay, Mu Jie, things aren’t as complicated as you imagine. Just help me handle the Huayu Group, and I’ll naturally feel at ease. It might take a while, but it’s not like I’m not coming back."

"But..." Mu Yang was about to say something when Lin Zifeng’s lips closed in on hers, and his Demon Claw slowly climbed onto her full chest, gently kneading. This left Mu Yang momentarily stunned, not expecting Lin Zifeng to be so swift.

"Alright. Mu Jie, this gesture shouldn’t be too bad, right? I’m leaving now. I’ll leave the company matters to you." Lin Zifeng smirked with a wicked grin, lightly wiping the fragrant saliva left by his teeth, and under Mu Yang’s daze, turned and left the conference room.

"What’s happened to me?"

Mu Yang was left leaning quietly against the corner of the wall, her cheeks flushed, like a kid who had done something wrong.

"It’s just a kiss from him; is it worth blushing over?" Mu Yang asked herself repeatedly.

However, Lin Zifeng had already gone far...

......This time, Lin Zifeng had decided to go to the Dark Prison.

There are some things he still needs to resolve. After all, buried in his inner world, he feels unsettled every day.

He initially chose to compete for the Heavenly Painting Halberd, hoping to have the strength to go to the Dark Prison. But now, something odd stirs in his heart.

If he truly goes to the Dark Prison now, the challenges will be unimaginable. If anything unexpected happens in the Dark Prison, he might lose his life there.

That night, he planned to discuss going to the Dark Prison with Nangong Bing, but in the end, he withheld the information.

The Dark Prison is just too dangerous; if anything happens, she would be worried to death...

In the evening, Nangong Bing could also sense that Lin Zifeng was acting strange.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"No." Lin Zifeng shook his head, surprised as he looked at her.

"Why do I feel like you’re acting weird tonight? Are you hiding something from me? If there’s something you can’t solve, just tell me; maybe I can help you clear your mind?" Nangong Bing showed her concern.

"It’s nothing, just very busy lately, a bit tired, not what you imagine." Lin Zifeng reached out to touch her face and smiled, "My dear, things aren’t as complicated as you think; you don’t need to worry."

"Alright then, but I hope if there’s something, you’ll tell me. I’m willing to share your burden."

"Hey hey hey, Nangong Bing. You’re making it seem like I always have issues; don’t use that kind of look on me, okay? Besides, I’ve already said it’s not a big deal." Lin Zifeng widened his eyes, and then felt he’d become too attached, turning to look at her.

"Empress Dowager, really, nothing’s going on, just too busy lately, my spirit is a bit agitated."

"Alright alright, I won’t pressure you, okay?" Nangong Bing knew he was under a lot of pressure, facing too many things. She didn’t want to give Lin Zifeng more pressure.

"Honey, I want to ask you something." Lin Zifeng said mysteriously.

"What is it? Go ahead." Nangong Bing nodded.

"If. Uh, I mean If. If my father were still alive, and he knew we had a child, how do you think they’d react?"

Lin Zifeng said with a grin.

"Are you missing your parents?" Nangong Bing asked, "They must still be alive; don’t worry too much. You’ll reunite someday."

"I hope so." Lin Zifeng looked up at the sky, his eyes shimmering with starlight.

At that moment, Nangong Bing’s gaze toward him became a bit strange, but also filled with pity.