Chapter 25

"Unromantic, unromantic! How can you use candied haws to dismiss such beauties? Isn't this offending the beauties? Beauties, why not come with me? I am Yang Wei, the Young Master of the Yang family. My Yang family is wealthy. As long as you are willing to follow me, I will provide you with top-quality silk and satin, rouge and powder. It's absolutely impossible to use candied haws to dismiss you!"

A fat man brought four strong men who looked like retainers and came over to strike up a conversation with the four women.

Lin Fan looked at the fat man who walked over and felt a bit funny. No wonder he always felt something was wrong; it turned out that the villain who pretends to be cool and gets slapped in the face was missing.

The fat man was wearing a robe made of cloud brocade, with pink edges embroidered on it, wearing a tassel hat, holding a white paper fan, and liked to shake his head when talking.

Seeing the fat man stretching the clothes made of cloud brocade, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel sorry for the cloud brocade.

Looking at his dress and posture, he should be imitating those romantic scholars, but unfortunately, he is imitating a cat and painting a tiger, which is really a bit incongruous, making Lin Fan feel very awkward.

Not to mention anything else, just your two-hundred-plus-pound figure, and you still want to imitate a romantic scholar? No matter how you think about it, it's all in vain!

"How long has your Young Master had this symptom? Hasn't he gone to get it treated? I know a very powerful physician. Shall I introduce him to take a look?"

Lin Fan suddenly said to the fat man's four retainers.

"You say I'm sick? Boy, who are you? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?"

The fat man was a bit angry. Originally, he was drooling at Huang Rong and the others. He didn't expect Lin Fan to say he was sick in his words. How could he endure this?

"Didn't you say it yourself? Your name is Yang Wei. As for who your father is, that depends on your mother. Who knows how many men she has slept with? But don't worry, it's definitely not me!"

Lin Fan became interested and couldn't help but tease the fat man in front of him.

"Bold! I am Yang Wei, the Young Master of the Yang family. My father is Yang Gang. You not only said I'm sick but also dared to make fun of my father. Do you not know how to write the word 'death'?"

The fat man was furious. No one had ever dared to tease him and his father like this.

"That's right! Boy, whose family are you from? In this Suzhou City, you don't even recognize our Young Master Yang? Are you tired of living?"

"Unless you hand over these four beauties to our Young Master!"

"Only then can our Young Master be magnanimous and let you go."

"Boy, be sensible and beg for mercy quickly, and offer the beauties, otherwise, you won't even have time to cry!"