Chapter 556: All the Trouble Comes from Being Too Handsome

At the doorway of a private room in a Chinese restaurant in Yanjing.

Lin Feng looked up and glanced at the sign.

It bore the three large characters "Yu Xiao Pavilion".

Lin Feng shook his head.

Too vulgar...

Wouldn't it be fine to just use the whole number?

If some guy invites a brother to dinner, he calls the brother.

"Hey, brother, please come to so‑and‑so Yu Xiao Pavilion for a meal."

What if the brother's wife hears this?

She would definitely overthink it.

After knocking on the door, Lin Feng pushed it open and walked in.

There was only one person in the private room.

It was Zheng Enhui, the junior assistant of Yang Yu.

Lin Feng furrowed his brows, "May I ask, where is Mr. Yang?"

Zheng Enhui quickly stood up, "Boss Lin, I am Zheng Enhui. Mr. Yang has something tonight and can't come, please have a seat, Boss Lin."

"You called me this morning, right?"

After Lin Feng sat down, he frowned and asked.

Zheng Enhui, a bit restrained, nodded, "Yes!"

"Heh!"

Lin Feng let out a light laugh.

Regarding the two people's differing aura, Lin Feng gauged it very accurately.

This made Zheng Enhui also think that, although they look the same, they are completely different people.

Compared with Lin Feng, Zhang Shangxun is worlds apart.

Someone like Lin Feng is truly a figure who can turn clouds with a hand and make rain with a flip.

In Yanjing, now no one dares to provoke Lin Feng.

Yang Yu used to be formidable, but now even he dares not face Lin Feng.

And that Zuo family, coming from a coal‑boss background, must be daring, right?

In front of Lin Feng, they don't even dare to take a breath, obediently handing their daughter Zuo Wei over to Lin Feng.

And Zhang Shangxun, pressed by the Cui family, seems unable to catch his breath.

One can only say that Lin Feng playing two roles himself performed exceedingly well.

Regarding the characters' expressions and aura, his handling was spot‑on.

Of course, it also stems from Zheng Enhui's prejudice against Zhang Shangxun.

Although she is half a Han Country person, she doesn't like Han Country people.

Mainly because the handsome men there are too effeminate.

A handsome, domineering figure like Lin Feng could not be produced by the Han Country even after several hundred years.

Based on past experiences, a woman like Zheng Enhui most admires powerful men.

She used to think Yang Yu was strong.

But since Lin Feng appeared, she realized her heart is actually not very settled.

Because there is a kind of illusory expectation in her heart, in front of Lin Feng, Zheng Enhui's behavior becomes less natural.

It's like an ordinary man with some inferiority complex standing before a beautiful woman.

Zheng Enhui, seeing Lin Feng's contemptuous smile, grew even more nervous and lifted the teacup on the table.

Her hand trembled, spilling tea onto herself.

She quickly stood up, grabbed a napkin from the table, and wiped the tea from her leg.

Lin Feng glanced once and then withdrew his gaze.

Although this woman is beautiful and has nice legs, Lin Feng harbors no lewd thoughts at all.

People still need to have the most basic moral bottom line.

Of course, if you can stand it, you persist; if you can't, you just drop it.

At this moment, a waiter came in, holding a small booklet for the guests to order dishes.

Zheng Enhui sat down and asked Lin Feng to order.

Lin Feng glanced a few times and ordered three dishes.

They were, respectively, Lotus Root—Threads Still Connected, Turtle Soup, and Stir‑Fried Greens.

"Pfft~"

Zheng Enhui, hearing the dish names, couldn't help but laugh.

Is Lin Feng being self‑deprecating?

Zheng Enhui ordered two dishes.

It sounds somewhat artistic.

Hibiscus Bloom and a Red Apricot.

Hibiscus Bloom is actually just steamed cabbage.

A Red Apricot is carved carrot.

Lin Feng said this restaurant serves a lot of pretentious nonsense.

No wonder this time is the peak period for dinner guests to eat; as a result, the reason why there aren't many people in the shop.

But he quickly came to his senses.

What does it mean that this woman ordered these two dishes?

Lin Feng pretended not to know, took out a cigarette and lit it.

A hint of red appeared on Zheng Enhui's face as she smiled and said: "The food at this restaurant is still very good."

Lin Feng grunted, indicating a response.

An awkward atmosphere appeared.

Fortunately, the waiter soon pushed open the food cart and began serving dishes.

Lin Feng had already eaten before coming.

Zuo Wei personally cooked, making him ginseng and goji berry porridge, which is very nourishing.

So, looking at the dishes on the table, he had no appetite at all.

Zheng Enhui also didn't move her chopsticks.

Actually, having a meal is just a formality; discussing Yang Caiwei's matter is the real issue.

Zheng Enhui spoke first, breaking the silence in the private room.

She lightly said: "Mr. Lin, you know about Caiwei's matter, right?"

Lin Feng nodded: "I know."

Zheng Enhui then said: "Caiwei is young, her temperament is unpredictable, and she has been spoiled since childhood, loving to play..."

"Just say it straight!"

Lin Feng interrupted Zheng Enhui's words.

Zheng Enhui stood up, took three cups and placed them in front of her, then picked up the Alcohol bottle and poured three cups in a row.

Then she downed three cups in a row.

After drinking the Alcohol, her face turned even redder: "Mr. Lin, I am Caiwei's nineteenth aunt; she feels sorry for you and dares not see you; I represent her to apologize to you."

Lin Feng frowned without speaking.

But in his heart he thought, of course this matter is fake now.

But what if it's true?

Lin Feng couldn't help but start to wildly imagine.

Zheng Enhui saw Lin Feng silent, and drank another three cups in a row.

"Mr. Lin, sorry! I apologize to you on behalf of Caiwei..."

The somewhat drunk Zheng Enhui said again.

This time she used Han language.

Lin Feng shook his head and said: "It's not your business; you don't need to apologize for her; now that it's like this, let's just forget it!"

One cup is about one liang of Alcohol; this woman has already drunk at least half a jin of 52-degree baijiu in a row.

Lin Feng finished speaking, almost covering his own mouth.

Ah!

He let the cat out of the bag.

He actually spoke Han language.

Moreover, his tone of speech matched Zhang Shangxun's colloquial speech.

Zheng Enhui is a Han Country Person, and she immediately recognized it.

Who would have thought that after all the calculations, the flaw would be exposed here!

This is also because I just zoned out.

Zheng Enhui widened her eyes, looking at Lin Feng with a shocked expression.

Zheng Enhui was drunk, but not to the point of losing reason.

For someone who grew up in Han Guo, a foreigner speaking Han language is like hearing a foreigner speak Chinese.

Lin Feng sized up Zheng Enhui, and the thought of silencing her appeared in his mind.

Compared to the big game of Han Guo, Zheng Enhui is insignificant.

Zheng Enhui suddenly laughed: "Mr. Lin, you're indeed formidable! I know, I know everything! You and Caiwei are hiding something from Yang Yu, aren't you?"

"Yes!"

Lin Feng nodded and openly admitted it.

Then he lightly said: "Don't worry! Yang Yu is just a pawn on my chessboard; I hope you don't tell him. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Having said that, Lin Feng stood up, preparing to leave.

Zheng Enhui ran over, lunged in front of Lin Feng, and grabbed his leg: "Don't go! If you leave, your plan will fall through."

"You're threatening me?"

Lin Feng's gaze turned cold and stern.

Zheng Enhui said: "Lin Feng, I'm not a law-abiding woman; I like you, but I detest that Yang Yu; fulfill one wish for me, okay? Just one, that's enough."

Lin Feng looked at Zheng Enhui with a surprised expression.

This woman must be drunk already!

How could she make such an excessive request?

I'm not a shooting star from the sky, fulfilling your ball's wish.

"Go ahead and say it!"

Lin Feng frowned and said.

Zheng Enhui lowered her head and whispered a few sentences.

Lin Feng glared, "Miss Zheng, you are doing this to demean yourself, and at the same time you look down on me, Lin Feng. Don't let me look down on you; today just treat it as you being drunk and speaking drunken words."

Having said that, Lin Feng flung off Zheng Enhui.

Zheng Enhui sobered up a little, and an embarrassed laugh escaped her.

Lin Feng bent down and whispered in her ear, "If you want to die, just tell Yang Yu about my affairs."

"No no no!"

Zheng Enhui hurriedly shook her head and said: "What I just said were drunken words; please forgive me! Even if I were to die, I would not ruin your plans; please rest assured!"

She knelt down, performing the kowtow favored by Han Guo people.

Lin Feng opened the door and left straight away.

After leaving the restaurant, Lin Feng mounted the knight.

Recalling the earlier scene, Lin Feng couldn't help stroking his chin and muttering: "Turns out my charm is this strong! All this trouble because I'm too handsome."