“I don’t need it. You come with me now.” Fei Hua suddenly stopped and turned around sharply to stare at Li Yang.
Li Yang sighed inwardly. "Damn it, good things always seem to come with difficulties." He could only shrug and give up insisting, saying, "Fine, I'll walk over and we'll go together. You don't think walking with me is taking advantage of me, do you?"
Fei Hua chuckled, "If this counts as taking advantage of someone, then what about women? They'd be doomed!"
"Because my thing went inside you~" Li Yang said seriously. A waitress happened to walk by, blushed upon hearing this, and gave Li Yang a disdainful look. Fei Hua also glared at Li Yang, her face flushed, and said, "Li Yang, you really are a scoundrel. Sister Wang Gui was right, I should have been wary of you~"
"What did I say? I just said that the air I exhaled was inhaled by you~" Li Yang said innocently, looking at the two of them.
"..." Fei Hua and the waitress froze instantly.
"Did I say something wrong?" Li Yang asked the two of them innocently.
"You're amazing!" The waitress covered her face and disappeared in a disheveled state.
Feihua's face flushed red, her teeth grinding together, and she glared fiercely at Li Yang, saying, "Li Yang, are you doing this on purpose? Were you just waiting for me to make a fool of myself?"
"I didn't. Didn't you say I'm a hooligan? But I'm not. I'm not willing to accept such a bad reputation for no reason. So I have to act like a hooligan. Only then can I live up to my reputation~" Li Yang said with a smile, his smile as bright and dazzling as the light from an incandescent light bulb.
Chapter 894: Husband, Wife
His smile was bright and charming, but Fei Hua didn't feel it at all; instead, she felt very cold. "Have you laughed enough?" Fei Hua looked at Li Yang coldly, but her pretty face, which had just been flushed, suddenly became deliberately cold and serious, yet it added a kind of coquettish charm.
Li Yang's index finger twitched, and a strange thought arose in his mind. The feeling he had just suppressed suddenly became intense. He stared at Fei Hua and smiled, "That's enough."
"Have you seen enough?" Fei Hua was incredibly impulsive; the neon fairy sword she cherished so much was itching to be drawn and cleaved Li Yang in two at any moment. But after what happened at the hotel entrance, she dared not act so impulsively again.
"No. I can never get enough of a beauty like you~" Li Yang naturally sensed her hesitation and guessed that she dared not make a move easily, otherwise, given her impulsive and arrogant temper, she would have already hit him.
"I now truly believe what Sister Wang said. You are a complete and utter rogue!" Fei Hua definitively concluded about Li Yang.
"Hehe...you're wrong. Whether I'm a hooligan or not isn't determined by that. I just praised you a few times. If that makes me a hooligan, then I think there's no man in the world who isn't a hooligan~" Li Yang chuckled, unmoved.
"Lies~" Fei Hua snorted coldly and strode away, unwilling to walk with Li Yang any longer. But as she walked so fast, her lotus-like steps moved frequently, and her slender waist and plump hips swayed violently. Although it was unconscious, the graceful and charming young girl always had a natural allure that was captivating.
Li Yang stroked his chin, his steps light and leisurely, his eyes full of admiration, occasionally flashing with a hint of passion, but mostly admiration. After all, having experienced battle, he was no longer the impulsive and excited young man he once was, unable to control himself. One could say he had mastered the art of controlling himself.
The two went downstairs to the coffee shop, where many people were leisurely sipping coffee, reading newspapers and magazines, or making phone calls. Couples were flirting and talking sweet nothings, while lonely people were lost in thought. Fei Hua's steps were perfectly synchronized, her small leather shoes tapping on the ground in a pleasant rhythm, as if striking a chord in the man's heart.
Almost all the men were jolted, blinked, and turned to look, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets, staring blankly at Feihua. Feihua seemed used to such gazes, ignoring them completely, undaunted and fearless. Her pretty face was like a distant, unattainable beauty, tantalizingly beautiful yet unattainable, causing her immense anguish.
What does it matter if I die instantly if I can witness her beauty firsthand? What does it matter if I shorten my lifespan by ten years if I can share a cup of coffee with her? If only… Countless men harbored such reckless and insane thoughts, staring blankly at the approaching petals.
Feihua deftly walked to a secluded corner and sat down. The equally stunned male waiter rushed over, his face flushed and stammering, "Miss...madam, do you need any service?"
"A latte," Fei Hua said casually. Her attitude was neither arrogant nor overly familiar; her demeanor was extraordinary, and her bright eyes sparkled with brilliance.
"Yes, yes..." The waiter retreated in a flustered manner.
The man with a female companion felt an intense urge to kill her, his teeth clenched and his body trembling with rage. He felt nothing at the venomous, resentful glare from his female companion; his spirit had completely departed.
A handsome, poor, single man resents social injustice that prevents him from making big money, leaving him perpetually useless. A portly tycoon, with a lewd grin, wiggles his shaky, carrot-like fingers and approaches to strike up a conversation.
"Hey fairy sister, may I have a cup of coffee with you?" The richest man, whose jade ring was the biggest and of the highest quality, beat out the pack of wolves and came over to chat. He revealed a mouthful of smoky, stained teeth, with one gleaming gold tooth that served as the finishing touch, making him exceptionally dazzling.
"No way~" Fei Hua replied coldly without even looking up. She was struggling to suppress her anger; the rage ignited by Li Yang hadn't subsided, and these idiots were fanning the flames again. She was bound to explode sooner or later. Born into a world-class, top-tier family, she had received the most professional etiquette education from a young age. She considered Li Yang a kindred spirit, and with her girlish heart and some indescribable feelings, she didn't hide herself, showing her truest self.
However, once in public, especially in front of others, she would put on a thick mask, presenting herself as a noble and unapproachable figure, both for the sake of her family and due to her upbringing. She herself found this quite bothersome, but that's just how it is in society; things don't always go her way.
What she wants to do most right now is to chop this dead pig's head in half with a sword.
"Miss, may I sit across from you?" Fat Pig Head and Big Gold Tooth said, trying to sit down at the very front before Fei Hua could even answer.
Feihua's eyes widened instantly, and her slender, jade-like fingers suddenly gripped the celadon rain-soaked water cup tightly, the veins on her hands bulging slightly. If she hadn't controlled her strength, this valuable celadon water cup would have already shattered into pieces.
"Get lost!" Fei Hua spat out the word through gritted teeth, her killing intent overflowing. A chilling aura pierced the nerves of the fat pig-headed man with big gold teeth like a sharp sword. Big gold teeth shuddered, broke out in a cold sweat, and tumbled to the ground. Without caring about his image, he scrambled away in a disheveled state.
"Hahaha..." The men in line burst into laughter, their eyes full of mockery and their faces full of contempt. They thought to themselves, "Not all beautiful women love money, you vulgar, idiot."
Li Yang stood at the corner not far away, refusing to come to the rescue, watching with great interest how Fei Hua would resolve the crisis. Fei Hua glanced at Li Yang out of the corner of her eye and saw him leisurely standing there, stroking his chin and watching the show. She was furious, but there was nothing she could do.
"This beautiful fairy sister..."
A man approached, beaming and excitedly showering her with attention. Fei Hua glanced speechlessly at the bustling coffee shop, then a brilliant idea flashed through her mind. Suddenly, she gracefully stood up, her icy face instantly thawing. Her alluring eyes sparkled, and an irresistible charm flowed through her entire body. She parted her lips slightly and cried out sweetly, "Husband, come here quickly, I'm so annoyed—" in the soft, sweet Wu dialect of the Qinhuai region of Jiangnan, with a drawn-out ending. Her voice was like a bewitching sound, sending shivers down the spines of every man.
Li Yang's expression changed, and he cursed inwardly, "Damn it, she's a vixen!" But he was also very surprised. He never expected that the willful and capricious Fei Hua would have such an image. Suddenly, a famous saying came to mind: "Women are born actresses, with a thousand faces and ten thousand changes. If you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces and your body will be gone."
Li Yang saw through Fei Hua's intentions, knowing she had deliberately tricked him. Seeing that almost all the men in the coffee shop were staring at him, he knew Fei Hua's scheme had succeeded completely. He simply ignored the grateful and curious glances from his female companions.
"Alright, you tricked me, I'll play along." Ignoring the envious, jealous, and hateful stares that seemed to burn him to ashes, Li Yang spread his arms and walked quickly towards her with a look of tenderness: "Wife, don't pay attention to them, your husband is here—" Before Fei Hua could dodge, he pulled her into his arms. Her soft, smooth, and boneless body, along with the unique fragrance of a young girl, flooded Li Yang's senses. Sight, touch, and smell all attacked at the same time, and even the usually composed Li Yang couldn't hold back, and suddenly had a rather indecent reaction.
Feihua harbored a ruthless rage in her heart, stomping hard on Li Yang's foot and grinding it with all her might. The hard sole of her little leather shoe seemed to want to pierce through Li Yang's foot. However, her face was filled with intoxication, shyness, and love in her eyes. She pushed against Li Yang's chest with her hands to avoid their chests touching and Li Yang taking advantage of her even more.
"Honey, those people are so annoying, I'm never coming here again~" Fei Hua said through gritted teeth, pushing Li Yang down onto the opposite seat. Without saying a word, she broke free from Li Yang's embrace. Li Yang smiled strangely, his large hand sliding down her waist, the curve of her pert buttocks sliding across his palm.
"Whoosh—" Countless men stopped breathing and stared blankly.
Fei Hua Yuan Shan's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and anger instantly filled her beautiful face. Her body trembled slightly, and the faint sound of a sword ringing out could be heard. The Neon Immortal Sword was almost immediately drawn and slashed at Li Yang. Her chest heaved violently, surging like waves, almost tearing her clothes.
"Honey, what's wrong? Why aren't you sitting down? Is the coffee here not good? If you don't like it, then we won't come here again~" Li Yang said gently and tenderly, like a good man and a good husband.
"Yes. I have absolutely no liking for this place." Fei Hua suddenly turned around, her eyes sparkling, her smile as beautiful as a flower, and sat down elegantly and leisurely. She hated this place, hated Li Yang, that bastard, that rogue. She hated this hotel too.
"Do you think we'd make a great couple? Wouldn't we be easy to fool people?" Li Yang suggested quietly as the two sat down, with no one around.
"Go to hell! You idiot!" Fei Hua was furious and cursed Li Yang without any regard for her status. However, although her tone was fierce, her face was gentle and smiling, which seemed very intimate. But her eyes were full of murderous intent, which made Li Yang's skin go numb.
"Hehe... I didn't expect someone from a prestigious family to be so foul-mouthed~" Li Yang chuckled, unmoved.