"Mu Yang!"
Zhou Wenlong imdiately recognized the beautiful Mu Yang beside Lin Zifeng.
"You still rember ?" Mu Yang nodded, showing no signs of embarrassnt.
On the contrary, her aura remained strong.
"How could I not recognize you? Even if you turned to ashes, I would still recognize you! And you too!"
Zhou Wenlong gritted his teeth, his eyes red as he looked at the two of them.
Back when Zhou Wenlong first tried to pursue Mu Yang, it was because of Lin Zifeng’s presence that he was humiliated and left.
Since then, Zhou Wenlong had not pursued Mu Yang again.
Thinking back now, it was that incident that made Mu Yang truly recognize Lin Zifeng, and not only did Zhou Wenlong fail to win Mu Yang, he actually facilitated their relationship.
Before, Zhou Wenlong’s father tried to use his connections, hoping his son would pursue Mu Yang, and the Mu Family agreed. But Mu Yang didn’t, and eventually, the Mu Family ford an alliance with the Long Family.
This later led to Lin Zifeng causing a scene at the Mu Family’s place.
"So should I be honored or feel unfortunate?" Lin Zifeng smiled wryly, his cold and proud lips slightly raised.
He pulled the already sowhat tipsy Zhang Xixi into his arms.
Imdiately, a woman’s fragrance filled the noses of Zhou Wenlong and Deng Ziwen, but the owner of this scent was held in Lin Zifeng’s embrace. When Zhang Xixi fell into Lin Zifeng’s arms, she was initially a little stunned, then a few droplets of happiness appeared on her flushed cheeks, as she trustfully surrendered her delicate body to Lin Zifeng.
Looking at Zhang Xixi’s two beautiful breasts nearly pressed against Lin Zifeng’s chest in a seductive way.
Zhou Wenlong exclaid angrily, "What is your relationship with her?"
"Colleague and friend," Lin Zifeng replied.
"Colleague? Friend? Humph! Since it’s just a work relationship, it seems you have no right to stop her, do you?" Zhou Wenlong laughed coldly, hands in pockets, looking at them.
Although they didn’t know Zhang Xixi, and didn’t know what relationship she had with Lin Zifeng.
However, having just had an interesting chat with such a beautiful woman, Zhou Wenlong thought that with a little effort, she might have been his by tonight.
Yet, Lin Zifeng did nothing, and simply took her away.
Anyone would feel extrely displeased.
"So, what do you want?" Mu Yang asked.
"Of course, she should stay. Since she’s just your colleague, what does her freedom have to do with you? Besides, this bar isn’t just for the two of you. When I arrived earlier, I saw her drinking alone and we got along very well. If you take her away like this, isn’t it a bit disrespectful to ?"
"Face? What kind of face do you want?"
Lin Zifeng shook his head, looking at him like he was an idiot.
"She. Must stay today!"
Zhou Wenlong earnestly demanded, pointing at Zhang Xixi.
It seed if Lin Zifeng didn’t let Zhang Xixi stay, Zhou Wenlong genuinely wouldn’t let him leave.
"Alright then."
Surprisingly, Lin Zifeng agreed very readily. Releasing Zhang Xixi, he said, "As long as she is willing to stay, I, Lin Zifeng, will let it go."
"Agreed!"
Zhou Wenlong’s eyes turned cold, and his pupils flashed with light.
Last ti Mu Yang was taken away from him, but this ti he absolutely wouldn’t let Lin Zifeng take Zhang Xixi. This had already beco a matter of a man’s dignity!
It was like a battle between races.
Unfortunately, he, Zhou Wenlong, wasn’t deserving of Lin Zifeng’s attention; they weren’t on the sa level.
"Do you really think you can make Xixi stay?" Mu Yang questioned, her charming eyes filled with disdain.
In her eyes, whether a man is competent or not, opens his mouth can reveal his intelligence —
"Of course!"
"Alright, Xixi, tell , would you be willing to stay and have a drink with this gentleman?"
Mu Yang smiled as she supported Zhang Xixi, her voice gentle. Her graceful and sexy figure made the n around them drool.
But nobody knew, she just did sothing for Lin Zifeng herself.
Under the influence of alcohol, Zhang Xixi struggled to open her bright eyes, but her delicate body was still sowhat unsteady. She fell into Lin Zifeng’s embrace, her soft body rubbing against —
She mumbled, "No! I don’t want to stay, I want to go ho with Brother Lin."
"Boom—!"
Lin Zifeng’s head suddenly buzzed.
Mu Yang lightly pinched the soft flesh on his waist with her fingers.
Her moist eyes glared at him.
Hmph! Just now in the restroom you said you didn’t flirt with Xixi, see, now she’s actively asking to go ho with you.
How do you plan to explain that?
The small pinch made Lin Zifeng wince in pain, rolling his eyes helplessly as he looked at Mu Yang, "I say, you didn’t have to use so much force, it really hurts!"
"And you still say, if it weren’t for you, would Xixi get this drunk?"
"How can you bla this on ? If soone drinks too much, it’s my fault. If a woman’s belly swells up, can that be blad on too?"
Lin Zifeng explained with a bitter smile.
"Hmph! You bad guy!"
The woman rolled her eyes, pouting with dissatisfaction.
"Have you two shown enough affection?"
Zhou Wenlong, who was caught in the middle like a fool, was completely baffled by the two of them.
"Young Master Zhou, you heard it too, Xixi doesn’t want to stay. This is her own choice."
"Co, Xixi, let’s go."
With that, Mu Yang swayed her hips, paying no attention to Zhou Wenlong’s expression.
Taking Zhang Xixi, she prepared to leave.
"Stop!"
"What more do you want?"
Lin Zifeng’s sharp eyebrows furrowed, his piercing eyes gradually turning cold.
"Leave her for !"
Zhou Wenlong angrily shouted, pointing at Zhang Xixi in Mu Yang’s arms.
"If I want to take her with , what can you do?"
Lin Zifeng coldly looked at him, a vague intention to kill glowing in his eyes—
"Crash—"
Inside the nightclub, eight muscular n rushed out from the restroom, led by Deng Ziwen, all swarming forward.
However, when those muscular n saw who their target was, they all trembled.
"If you don’t leave her for today, don’t think about leaving!"
This ti Zhou Wenlong hardened his resolve, old and new grudges ready to be settled.
"Hit him for !"
Zhou Wenlong pointed furiously at Lin Zifeng’s nose, commanding his subordinates to attack him.
"Hit him!"
Deng Ziwen also shouted with bravado.
"Alright! Hit him!"
None of the muscular n dared to move, the n in black just nodded and roared, but didn’t make a move.
"Hit him!"
Deng Ziwen continued to shout angrily.
"Hit him!"
The n in black echoed equally loudly.
"I’m telling you to hit him! Go hit him, now!"
"Okay! We’ll hit him, hit him!"
"Damn it, I’m telling you to hit him, not hit him, are you stupid?"
Deng Ziwen was hopping mad, cursing loudly.
This humorous scene nearly made Mu Yang burst out laughing.
"I’m telling you to hit him!"
Zhou Wenlong grew desperate.
"Smack—!!"
A loud and crisp slap reverberated through everyone’s ears.
However, Zhou Wenlong held his reddened face in disbelief as he looked at the scene.
"Damn it! Are you telling to hit him or hit him, huh? Why’re you telling to hit him, huh? How do I know to hit him?"
The man in black sprayed spittle as he roared.
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