The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 209 Return Trip

The delicate snowflakes, like catkins, goose feathers, and cotton, fell slowly from the sky, covering the whole land in a pure white garment that made the world seem utterly pure.

Time hurried along, and in the blink of an eye, it was already February, and the atmosphere of the New Year became increasingly rich.

The pedestrian streets of Tianhai were adorned with fiery red lanterns, and each shop hung colorful ribbons at their doors, evidently welcoming the coming New Year.

During this time, the Victory Sky Society had taken no action. After swallowing up the Azure Dragon Club, under Ye Chenfeng’s direction, the Victory Sky Society began recruiting peripheral members. After all, there was still a long way to go for the Victory Sky Society! Just having over three hundred core members was far from enough.

Fortunately, Fang Nanxiang was highly capable in all aspects and managed to slowly expand the Victory Sky Society without needing Ye Chenfeng to worry about it.

As for Li Pangzi and Monkey, they were also extremely busy during this period. The influence of Speedy Beauty on women was indeed formidable, no matter how much the factory produced, it was always in short supply – and that was just in Tianhai and the nearby cities! If Speedy Beauty were to be marketed throughout the whole Huaxia Country, let alone the world, what kind of scenario would that be?

After consulting with Ye Chenfeng, Monkey and Li Pangzi ramped up the production of Speedy Beauty, acquired several pharmaceutical factories in Tianhai, and named them Tengtian Pharmaceutical Factory.

For a time, Tengtian Pharmaceutical flourished in Tianhai.

Of course, under the investigation of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary Zou Wenhai, Cui Yong, the secretary, undoubtedly ended up in prison, and the Lis had all their assets seized. They were even left homeless and had to sleep on the streets.

However, from beginning to end, Li Pangzi never asked for mercy, but he knew that Ye Chenfeng had already been lenient with the Lis. Otherwise, Li Tangming, Li Shouchun, and Li Shouxia, the three main brains of the Lis, might have ended up in jail like Secretary Cui.

Li Pangzi’s guess was right on the mark. Letting the Lis go bankrupt was lesson enough; in Ye Chenfeng’s eyes, the Lis were simply insignificant clowns, not worth fearing at all. He did it as a favor to Li Pangzi.

During the nearly one and a half months, Ye Chenfeng hadn’t been idle at all but instead was tinkering with some novelties for the era.

Holding a cup of hot black coffee, Ye Chenfeng gazed at the pure snowflakes outside the window, when a ringtone from his phone interrupted his thoughts. He took out his phone and saw it was his uncle Ye Dongjian calling.

As soon as the call connected, Ye Dongjian’s scolding came through, "Chenfeng, you’re getting more and more disrespectful! You’ve been back in Tianhai for such a long time, why haven’t you called your uncle? Are you coming back to Capital City this Spring Festival? Do you want to let Old Master Ye spend the New Year alone? I’ve already booked the plane tickets. Where are you? I’m coming to pick you up right now, and we’ll go back to Capital City together."

Ye Chenfeng had already promised Tang Xin to stay in Tianhai for the New Year, but after being reminded by his uncle Ye Dongjian, he realized that the Yes in Capital City only had his grandfather Ye Zhenhong left alone. Usually, he and his uncle Ye Dongjian stayed in Tianhai, so it made sense to return and accompany the old man for the New Year!

However, since he had promised Tang Xin, Ye Chenfeng decided not to rush back to Capital City. As long as he returned to the Ye family on time for New Year’s Eve, it would be fine; before that, he would have a proper New Year’s dinner with Tang Xin and Han Chuxue in advance.

"Uncle, you go back to Capital City by yourself today! Don’t worry, I will make it back to the Yes before New Year’s Eve, and tell Grandpa that I’ll bring him a small gift when I see him," Ye Chenfeng said and then hung up the phone. He immediately turned off his phone because he knew his uncle could be incessantly nagging.

Listening to the busy signal from the phone, Ye Dongjian couldn’t help cursing, "Does Chenfeng still see me as his uncle at all? He just hung up on me like that?"

Feeling frustrated, Ye Dongjian called Ye Chenfeng’s mobile number again, only to hear, "The number you have dialed is switched off; please try again later..."

Enraged, Ye Dongjian nearly smashed his phone, swearing angrily, "Chenfeng, you wait, when you come back to Capital City, I’ll teach you a good lesson."

Ye Dongjian didn’t think things through when he said these words. He thought he was going to teach Ye Chenfeng a lesson, but it was more likely that he would be the one to end up being taught, right?

There were still three days left until Chinese New Year’s Eve. After Ye Chenfeng had told Tang Xin that he needed to rush back to Capital City before the holiday, the young girl showed a bit of disappointment but didn’t say much more.

However, Han Chuxue couldn’t hold back, scolding with dissatisfaction, "You stinking hooligan, you perverted creep, you can’t even fulfill what you promised Xin’er. Are you still a man?"

Ye Chenfeng really wanted to say, "Whether I’m a man or not, you’ll know once we’re in bed," but he held back the words at the tip of his tongue. After all, it was him who made the promise to Tang Xin first, so he didn’t stoop to Han Chuxue’s level of bickering.

To make it up to Tang Xin, Ye Chenfeng personally cooked several meals for her, satisfying her greatly. Even Han Chuxue inwardly admired Ye Chenfeng’s culinary skills. frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

It’s often said that to capture a man’s heart, one must first capture his stomach. This saying also applies to women in reverse.

Whenever Han Chuxue saw how joyfully Tang Xin ate the dishes prepared by Ye Chenfeng, she would comment, "Xin’er, can you be a little more composed? Just because this stinking hooligan hand-cooked a dish or two, you’re this easily contented?"

Unbeknownst to her, Han Chuxue’s own speed of eating was not any slower than that of Tang Xin, if not a bit faster.

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Before Ye Chenfeng left for Capital City, Han Chuxue entered his room, still wearing her usual cold expression. However, if you observed carefully, you could see that the frost in her eyes was no longer there, even replaced by an indistinct tenderness.

With a graceful gesture, she brushed her forehead’s hair aside and looked at Ye Chenfeng, who sat on the bed, and asked, "You rascal, when will you help me restore my original strength?"

In fact, it would be very simple for Ye Chenfeng to restore Han Chuxue’s strength. However, maybe because she had a face identical to that of Ye Chenfeng’s girlfriend in his past life, deep down, he didn’t want Han Chuxue to leave because he knew that once she regained her strength, she would probably leave Tianhai instantly.

"Do you think restoring strength is something that can be done just by wanting it? If you hadn’t met me, you wouldn’t even think about restoring your strength. You’d have trouble even standing up and walking, right? Just be patient and wait a little longer!"

Ye Chenfeng maintained an impassive expression on his face, but inside he was thinking, "Could it be that I’m really treating Han Chuxue as a substitute for Xue Qi? Never mind, after the New Year, I’ll help her restore her strength."

Han Chuxue considered this and realized he was right. Her tendons in both hands and feet were completely severed before, and if it hadn’t been for Ye Chenfeng, she would have been disabled for life. How then would she avenge the blood feud? As memories of her past resurfaced, a fierce killing intent unconsciously filled her eyes and grew stronger by the moment.

"Hey, are you planning to stay in my room all night? I don’t mind having an extra girl to warm my bed. Come on, undress for Master and warm the bed first," Ye Chenfeng quickly noticed Han Chuxue’s odd behavior and spoke jokingly to shift the mood.

At his words, Han Chuxue indeed snapped out of it, the killing intent in her eyes vanished completely, and two blushes appeared on her cheeks as she scolded, "Who wants to stay in your room? Your room stinks to death."

Han Chuxue seriously scrunched her delicate nose and then left Ye Chenfeng’s room without looking back, leaving only a faint hint of a woman’s scent lingering in the air.

Watching Han Chuxue’s retreating figure, Ye Chenfeng mumbled, "How deep is the hatred buried in her heart that she unconsciously emits a killing aura from her body? If I can help her one day, should I?"(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your vote and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)