Beside Chu ngyao and Zhao Shiyan, there were quite a few beautifully dressed won. The presence of Ye Fan drew the attention of many won who were curious about his identity and why he appeared before them.
"Shiyan, who is this gentleman?" A woman asked with a light smile.
"A friend of ngyao." Zhao Shiyan explained.
"What?" The won present were all taken aback to varying degrees, widening their eyes as they looked at Chu ngyao, then at Ye Fan. As those in the circle knew, Chu ngyao had a pathological aversion to the opposite sex. They couldn’t understand how Ye Fan could be Chu ngyao’s friend even if they racked their brains.
"The sun has risen from the west. Is it spring for the number one beauty?" They marveled in their hearts.
"ngyao, you have a boyfriend and didn’t tell us, kept it a secret? We should at least celebrate for you; this is a big event and should be celebrated lavishly." The beauties laughed and teased.
Chu ngyao remained calm and said, "Friend is true, but not the boyfriend you think."
"We didn’t think anything, number one beauty. Your explanation seems like concealnt. Why hide? We won’t compete with you." A beauty with an oval face stared intently at Chu ngyao.
Chu ngyao simply kept quiet, understanding that explanations would only make things worse, so she didn’t care how the won saw it.
"Handso, this is my card. Call when you have ti, okay?"
"Handso, do you have a girlfriend? How about ?"
"Handso, where do you work? Can you share your phone number?"
In an instant, seven or eight won surrounded Ye Fan, all speaking at once, pestering him. These beauties weren’t foolish; Chu ngyao’s friend couldn’t be just anyone, and naturally, they vied to get acquainted.
Ye Fan remained unperturbed amidst the won. He didn’t accept the cards presented to him nor revealed any of his identity, just nodded at the won, clearly indicating his desire to keep them at a distance.
Ye Fan’s deanor left the won disappointed, each wondering if their charm wasn’t enough or if Ye Fan wasn’t a man. So many beauties eagerly sought his attention, yet how could a normal man be so indifferent?
"Is he a gentleman like Liu Xia Hui, sitting unwaveringly in a beautiful woman’s lap?" Zhao Shiyan’s eyes sparkled with curiosity as her interest in Ye Fan deepened. She felt he was shrouded in mystery, urging her to explore further.
"My friend is shy; don’t bother him. He’s already married, with a child in kindergarten, so give up on unrealistic thoughts." Chu ngyao lied without blushing to help Ye Fan out of the situation. She had anticipated such happenings at the party but felt uneasy seeing him so popular among the won, as if sothing of hers was being taken away.
Ye Fan was montarily taken aback, silently musing, "I’m married? I have a child? How co I didn’t know?"
He felt bitter but naturally wouldn’t expose Chu ngyao’s lie.
"Really?"
"Would the number one beauty lie?"
"Alas, what a pity, such a good man; who knows who he’s with."
The won whispered among themselves, expressing regret.
"Handso, can we sit down and chat soti?"
The two won who ssaged Ji Tian and ng Hao approached Ye Fan. Taking the opportunity to get close, they stealthily slipped their business cards into Ye Fan’s pocket. They had no qualms about entangling with Ye Fan; being Chu ngyao’s friend was enough to interest them. Besides, to probe Chu ngyao, getting close to Ye Fan was necessary. It could also earn them substantial rewards from Ji Tian and ng Hai—what’s there to lose?
Ye Fan remained calm and indifferent, unfazed by the won’s words. He didn’t care about the business cards, planning to toss them in an inconspicuous corner later.
Ye Fan scanned the surroundings, keeping his focus almost entirely on Chu ngyao, uninterested in the other won.
Zhang Lu stood out among the beauties, her attractiveness at the top tier, yet the other won voluntarily avoided her, with no one engaging her in conversation.
"Shaless rogue, quite popular with the ladies." Zhang Lu approached Ye Fan with an unfriendly tone.
"A bunch of opportunists mistaking for a wealthy person." Ye Fan clearly understood the intentions of the won who approached him and didn’t retort to Zhang Lu’s accusations.
"At least you know yourself well." Zhang Lu taunted and then hesitated before saying, "I know you’re a master; keep your eyes open. If soone tries to harm Zhao Shiyan, be quick to help if you can, after all, Zhao Shiyan is Chu ngyao’s friend."
She originally didn’t want to speak, but to be safe, she decided to alert Ye Fan.
"Soone wants to harm Zhao Shiyan? What’s going on?" Ye Fan asked in confusion.
"It’s confidential, I can’t divulge." Zhang Lu spoke solemnly.
Since arriving in Huaxia Country, Ye Fan had secretly resolved never to let killing repeat before his eyes. As long as one wasn’t evil, he wouldn’t stand aside. If he didn’t encounter it, fine, but now that he did, he wouldn’t ignore it.
"Is the information accurate?" Ye Fan asked aningfully.
"Absolutely accurate. The identity of the assailant is uncertain. They could be agents or top assassins." Zhang Lu explained.
"I’ll keep an eye out, but I have a condition." Ye Fan looked at Zhang Lu.
"What condition?" Zhang Lu asked, curious.
Ye Fan earnestly recounted the entire process of how he had friction with Zhang Lu.
Zhang Lu’s face turned a spectrum of emotions, filled with anger and frustration, inwardly cursing, "You bastard, a brief ntion suffices; you detailed it on purpose, didn’t you?"
Her anger surged, but seeing the seriousness on Ye Fan’s face, she felt extrely aggrieved, almost exploding.
"Don’t bring up that matter again. I’ve forgotten it and won’t hold it. If you ntion it again, we’re not done." Zhang Lu gritted her teeth in fury, glaring as if to devour him.
"But your expression doesn’t seem like you’ve let it go." Ye Fan was baffled.
Zhang Lu almost exploded with anger.
Now she genuinely wondered if Ye Fan was feigning innocence or truly ignorant of a lady’s feelings.
Chu ngyao watched their conversation and felt uncomfortable, deciding to walk towards Zhang Lu proactively.
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