Chapter 265: Why Is It You Again?

However, this place is worth more than the price; the veal air-freighted from Aozhou, the unique techniques of a five-star Michelin chef, and the one-of-a-kind view make those who can afford it willing to open their wallets.

This is the spot with the best view; sitting here, one can see Ruyi Lake in the city center, and the view would be even better at night.

"Is this the life you rich people lead?" Chen Yu asked.

"It's my first time here too," Liu Wanrong blushed. "Although I've inherited everything from my father now and my career is thriving, I haven't forgotten the hard times of the past. I'm only here to treat you."

"Your recent investments have been played well. In time, you will definitely surpass your father. Your father can truly retire in peace now," Chen Yu said with a smile.

"Without Brother Chen, we wouldn't have been able to recognize each other as father and daughter. In the end, I still have to thank you. Brother Chen, I must toast you," Liu Wanrong raised her red wine.

"No need for such polite words with me. Your father has helped a lot with Qingyan Health too," Chen Yu smiled and clinked his glass with Liu Wanrong's.

Just at this moment, a voice so sugary it made one shiver drifted over: "Young Master Yu, that seat is good. I want to sit in that seat."

Chen Yu got goosebumps all over. This voice—isn't it Qin Ying's voice?

Turning his head to look, it was indeed Qin Ying. She had brought a new "boyfriend" with her again. This time, the boyfriend was relatively tall and burly, and the muscles on his body were quite solid; he looked like he knew a thing or two about fisticuffs.

"Haha, no problem. I'll go make them get up." That Young Master Yu was so softened by Qin Ying's sugary tone that his bones felt like they were melting. He turned and walked to the side of Chen Yu and Liu Wanrong: "You two, get up."

"Get up?" Chen Yu put down his wine glass: "On what grounds?"

"On the grounds that I am Lin Yu. If you know what's good for you, get up. Here is ten thousand yuan; take this money and go find another seat," Lin Yu said, pulling out a stack of money and slapping it on the table.

This guy is an idiot, Chen Yu immediately categorized him in his heart. Who among those eating in this place is short of this ten thousand yuan?

"Chen Yu, it's you again?" Only then did Qin Ying see Chen Yu, and a trace of disdain immediately appeared on her face.

"Yes, it's me. Is this your new boyfriend? Which number is he?" Chen Yu glanced at Qin Ying.

"Chen Yu, shut your mouth. Don't think that just because you have money you can talk nonsense. If you're sensible, hurry up and get up. Young Master Yu is not someone you can afford to offend," Qin Ying's expression changed.

Last time she tried to latch onto a rich man to buy a house, she was slapped in the face by Chen Yu, and her boyfriend lost his job. She turned around and changed to another one. Although she knew the current Chen Yu was extraordinary, she still couldn't stand the sight of him deep down.

"Then why don't you tell me, who is he, and why can't I afford to offend him?" Chen Yu asked.

"Young Master Yu's status is not ordinary. Do you know, Chen Yu, there is a type of person in this world called a Martial Artist? Young Master Yu is a Martial Artist. Even if you have more money, you can't compare to Young Master Yu," Qin Ying said disdainfully, clutching Lin Yu's arm.

"Him, a Martial Artist?" Chen Yu glanced at Lin Yu. This guy had well-developed muscles and could probably hold his own in a boxing match, but Chen Yu laughed at the idea of him being a Martial Artist.

"What, you don't think I look like one?" Lin Yu laughed: "Kid, why don't you get up, and the two of us can spar?"

"No need to spar. I am eating right now. You had better not disturb me. A word of advice: don't go looking for trouble for yourself. It's not worth it for a woman who is as promiscuous as this," Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Chen Yu, what did you say? Who do you think you are? Even if you have more money, you can't compare to someone like Young Master Yu. A Martial Artist—do you know what a Martial Artist is?" Qin Ying was furious.

Every time she met Chen Yu, she wanted to suppress him, but every time she was slapped in the face by him. How many times had this happened, yet she still wouldn't change.

"I don't know. Why don't you tell me about it," Chen Yu glanced at her, already somewhat angry. These idiots, couldn't they let him eat a meal in peace?

"Hmph, Martial Artists focus on cultivation. Those who reach the pinnacle can kill you with a single leaf, invisible and formless, and walk three inches above the ground. They are extremely formidable. Honestly, Chen Yu, compared to a Martial Artist, you are nothing," Qin Ying sneered.

"Him? Killing with a leaf? Floating three inches?" Chen Yu pointed at Lin Yu in surprise: "Are you sure?"

"I was talking about my master," Lin Yu blushed. He had indeed spared no effort when bragging, as bragging in front of a woman was something that could satisfy one's vanity.

"Kid, enough nonsense. You and her, get lost to the side immediately. Don't force me to take action," Lin Yu barked.

"Brother Chen, I'll call some people up," Liu Wanrong took out her phone.

"No need, I can handle it," Chen Yu smiled. He turned back and said: "Qin Ying, I am eating right now, and I don't want anyone to ruin my mood. So, you had better take your friend and leave now, immediately, otherwise, there might be some unpleasantness between us."

"Young Master Yu, look, he didn't even put you in his eyes. Hurry up and show him some color," Qin Ying shook Lin Yu and said in a sugary, whining voice.

"Fine, since this kid doesn't know what's good for him, I'll show him some color now." Lin Yu's bones felt like they were melting. He slammed the table: "Get up immediately and get lost, or I'll break your legs."

"Chen Yu, I advise you to hurry up and get up. If you really start a fight with Young Master Yu, you'll be the one to suffer. Young Master Yu is a practitioner of martial arts; don't say he bullied you when the time comes," Qin Ying looked at Chen Yu with a triumphant expression.

"Tell me, I just want to eat a meal in peace, why are there idiots like you everywhere?" Chen Yu said, speechless.

"Who are you calling an idiot? I think your skin is itching. Kid, watch my fist!" Lin Yu roared, clenched his fist, and smashed it toward Chen Yu with a 'whoosh'.

This guy was indeed a Martial Artist, and his fist wind was quite strong. Although he hadn't reached the level of a Martial Master, he was someone who had cultivated Internal Breath. If this punch hit an ordinary person, while it might not break bones, it could still cause internal injuries.

Chen Yu didn't even turn his head. He threw a punch, striking the guy's lower abdomen quickly.

Boom... After Chen Yu's punch hit the guy's lower abdomen, he withdrew it quickly. He sat there drinking tea as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't moved at all.

But that guy's expression jolted, and then a piercing, agonizing pain from Chen Yu's fist force surged from his lower abdomen. Immediately after, his body felt as if it had been hit by a speeding car, and he flew backward violently.

Thump, he hit the wall and was rebounded back. A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from his mouth.

"You... who are you?" Lin Yu knelt halfway on the ground, clutching his lower abdomen, spitting out fresh blood mouthful by mouthful.

Chen Yu's punch looked ordinary, but it had caused his internal organs to almost shift. He could already feel that he had suffered extremely severe internal injuries.

"Do you have the qualifications to ask?" Chen Yu sneered. He glanced at Qin Ying and said: "This is the Inner Family Expert boyfriend you found? Heh."