Clearly, Xu Fan was determined to shalessly stay.
Looking at this guy's thick-skinned appearance, Mu Qingyan covered her mouth, caught between laughter and tears.
This fool...
Her heart had long been given to him, let alone her body.
The flower path never swept for guests, the gate of brambles now opens for you.
Mu Qingyan gazed at Xu Fan with deep affection and said in a soft voice, "Actually, I'm quite scared too..."
"Then we're still waiting..."
"Qingyan sister, wait a mont, okay?"
With the perfect timing, setting, and company all aligned, Xu Fan felt it was ti to rest together.
But just then, his cell phone in his pocket inconsiderately rang.
"Who is it? Speak if it's important! Hang up if it's not!"
After giving Mu Qingyan a nod, Xu Fan walked aside and answered the call with visible impatience.
"Master... Master, it's , Hu Busan..."
Xu Fan's attitude while taking the call nearly scared Hu Busan to death.
"We've found the woman you told us to look for."
Now being extrely cautious, Hu Busan reported his purpose to Xu Fan.
"What?"
Xu Fan's brows lifted as he listened.
He genuinely hadn't expected Lingyan Pavilion to be so efficient; it hadn't been long, and they had already found Feng Huang's whereabouts?
"Are you sure the person you saw is the one I'm looking for?"
Xu Fan glanced at Mu Qingyan, who was waiting for him, and asked.
"Master, it shouldn't be wrong, she's exactly as you described."
"She is now in the Night Drunken Bar. What do you think?"
At this point, Hu Busan reported Feng Huang's location and sought Xu Fan's decision.
One was the young wife waiting for his affection; the other was the madwoman who had always been looking for an opportunity to kill him.
At any other ti, Xu Fan would certainly not choose Feng Huang.
But right now, Xu Fan could only choose Feng Huang.
If he missed her tonight, it would not be so easy to locate Feng Huang again in the future.
"Wait there for , and rember, no matter what happens, do not act rashly, lest you startle the snake in the grass."
Taking a deep breath, Xu Fan instructed Hu Busan and then hung up the phone.
"Xu Fan, are you leaving..."
Although she didn't hear clearly what Xu Fan was dealing with, Mu Qingyan could guess the gist of it.
Seeing a flicker of loss in her eyes, Xu Fan wrapped his arms around her apologetically.
"Qingyan sister, I'm sorry, but I must go there tonight. I cannot ignore this matter," Xu Fan said, kissing Mu Qingyan on the forehead.
"Fool..."
Feeling Xu Fan's remorse clearly, Mu Qingyan smiled and shook her head, saying, "Don't worry, just go."
It might sound a bit deaning to say it out loud, but Mu Qingyan was already content that Xu Fan could accept her.
As she had said before, she did not seek any status. She only hoped that in this man's heart, she would have a place.
Just that was enough for her to be satisfied.
"Okay, Qingyan sister, I'll be going first."
Not knowing how long Feng Huang would stay at the Night Drunken Bar, Xu Fan didn't dare to delay any longer. After looking at Mu Qingyan, he quickly left the house.
...
In less than twenty minutes, Xu Fan rushed to the Night Drunken Bar.
They hadn't even entered the nightclub when Hu Busan, leading a group of n, hurriedly ca to greet them.
"Ma… Master, it's not good…"
Hu Busan's face showed so urgency, which Xu Fan noticed with a slight frown.
He certainly hoped that he hadn't co all this way for Hu Busan to tell him that Feng Huang had already left.
"Has she run off?"
"Th… that's not it…"
Hu Busan shook his head, grimaced, and said with difficulty, "Master, the woman you're looking for is simply a 'fairy'."
"She is now sitting at the bar, but many n are eyeing her. I'm worried that she might get into trouble."
Hu Busan, always good at reading people, guessed that this woman must have so relationship with his master.
If she were defiled on his turf, he didn't feel he could bear such a sin.
To be honest, he really couldn't see what was so remarkable about the woman Xu Fan had told him to be careful with.
She was nothing more than alluring and enticing. As for her skills? Hu Busan shook his head internally, truly unable to see them.
"Heh heh…"
Hearing Hu Busan's concerns, Xu Fan couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile.
In his view, Hu Busan's worries were sowhat laughable.
In this world, the only person who could take advantage of Feng Huang that Xu Fan had seen over the years was himself.
As for everyone else, they would have been claid by King Yan before even touching her.
What Hu Busan needed to worry about was not Feng Huang but the ill-intentioned n currently surrounding her.
"Let's go, take inside."
Xu Fan then gestured for Hu Busan to lead the way.
Though puzzled, Hu Busan didn't dare disobey and obediently led Xu Fan into the Zui Drunk Bar.
Upon entering the bar, thunderous music roared, and following the direction pointed out by Hu Busan, Xu Fan saw a golden-haired and sexy silhouette at the bar.
It was unmistakably Feng Huang.
Just as Hu Busan had described.
At Feng Huang's side, there were quite a few n with ulterior motives.
Even from the orientation of the n in the entire dance floor, it was vaguely evident that Feng Huang's arrival had stirred up quite a storm in the Zui Drunk Bar.
Those with both the desire and the courage were already sitting next to Feng Huang.
Those without the guts were not idle either; they were all gathered around her.
Feng Huang, hoping for chaos in the world, naturally would not drive away these endearing flies.
Squinting with a smiling face, she seed to be cooperating with the brave n trying to strike up a conversation with her.
Others might not know, but Xu Fan was well aware that Feng Huang's smile was a harbinger of an impending storm.
"Alright, you stay here, I'll go over."
The mont he instructed Hu Busan, Xu Fan narrowed his eyes and walked toward where Feng Huang was.
From the looks the n around Feng Huang had, it seed she was discussing quite open topics with them.
Xu Fan still rembered that four years ago, he had led the White Crescent group to Russia for a mission.
At that ti, a group of Russian rcenaries teased the sexy woman from South Korea.
They inquired whether her impressive assets had any artificial enhancent.
Feng Huang's response was frank and direct.
A coquettish look, followed by telling them, "Why don't you feel for yourself?"
But the outco of that story…
All the n in the bar who cast malicious glances at Feng Huang died under her concealed Fang Dagger…
It seems these few fellows now might repeat the sa mistake…
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