"Damn it, what are you yelling about, you pretty boy? Get out of here!" Wang Jun roared, his anger reaching its peak.
It immediately attracted the attention of many people around.
"Heh, idiot, don't you have any self-awareness about who's in charge? My girlfriend and I are being intimate here, are you going to refuse us?" Yang Feng said coldly with a mocking tone.
Upon hearing this, Wang Jun was about to lash out. He rushed forward, raised his fist, and slammed it hard into Yang Feng's face, trying to push him away from Han Shilan.
"ah!"
Upon seeing this, Han Shilan involuntarily cried out, turned over and hugged Yang Feng, using her back to block his punch.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 335 I'm hungry
Feeling the safe and soft embrace in front of him, Yang Feng's anger intensified. He saw Wang Jun's movements as extremely slow, like a tortoise moving.
Just as Han Shilan was bracing herself for the sudden punch, a crisp sound came from behind her.
"Crack..."
Immediately afterwards, a sound of air exploding rang out, and a figure was sent flying backward, sliding on the ground until it hit the railing on the deck and came to a stop.
Otherwise, they would have fallen directly into the sea from the ship.
Han Shilan opened her eyes and saw only Yang Feng's calm face. She then turned her head to look behind her and saw that Wang Jun was standing by the railing about ten meters away, seemingly unconscious.
Although she didn't see how Yang Feng made his move, the surrounding wealthy businessmen were all dumbfounded by his skillful movements and explosive power.
He was practically a world-class bodyguard, and soon many wealthy businessmen began to take notice of Yang Feng.
With such a powerful bodyguard by my side, my safety is greatly guaranteed.
"Alright, the eyesore is gone, let's go." Yang Feng calmly looked at Wang Jun not far away, put his arm around Han Shilan's slender waist, and prepared to leave.
Walking along the road, the two soon entered the sightseeing glass elevator. There were relatively few people there, and they looked down at the luxurious facilities below.
A complex emotion flashed in Han Shilan's beautiful eyes as she glanced at Yang Feng, who was holding her. She knew Yang Feng was powerful, but he had just beaten the son of one of her father's friends. She wondered what would happen next.
Moreover, she also sensed that Yang Feng had become more domineering than before, but she actually felt quite comfortable being by his side.
If Wang Jun's father were to cause trouble for Yang Feng, she would have no choice but to come out and ask her father for help.
"Are you worried that person will cause me trouble?" Yang Feng had already noticed, and as he gazed at the scenery below the elevator, his eyes grew even more profound before he spoke.
"Otherwise what? Who told you to hit him?" Han Shilan rolled her eyes in annoyance, almost turning into a white lotus flower, and then said, "But if it were me, I would hit him too. You did a good job."
She smiled slightly, looking up at Yang Feng's somewhat cold face, only to see a hint of a smile on his lips.
I'm hungry.
Just then, Han Shilan pouted and spoke to Yang Feng.
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng paused, turned to look at Han Shilan, and asked in surprise, "You didn't have breakfast?"
"No, I don't know why I couldn't sleep, so I got up early and went out for some fresh air to watch the sunrise, and then I saw you. I feel like going out for some fresh air was a really good choice, otherwise I wouldn't have met you. I'm so glad I didn't miss you..."
Han Shilan pursed her lips, looked away, and spoke.
"What would you like to eat? I'll take you there."
Yang Feng put his large arm around Han Shilan and smiled slightly.
"Take me there, as long as we can fill our stomachs," Han Shilan thought for a moment, but still had no opinion, and then replied.
Upon hearing this, Yang Feng paused for a moment, then said:
"Hmm... let's go eat noodles then, the pasta here is really good."
"Okay." Han Shilan nodded, her eyes flickering.
Upon arriving at the second floor, Yang Feng, holding Han Shilan's hand, quickly led her to the food street. They went into a noodle shop and sat down at a table near the window.
"Waiter, a bowl of spaghetti and two glasses of water, please," Yang Feng said, waving to the waiter.
Not long after, the waiter placed a steaming bowl of spaghetti on the table, and two glasses of water in front of Yang Feng and his companion.
"Here, you can eat," Yang Feng said gently, pushing the spaghetti towards Han Shilan.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Han Shilan picked up her chopsticks and, seeing Yang Feng staring intently at her, said softly.
"I'm not eating anymore. I just ate. Now I just need to watch you eat," Yang Feng said with a slight smile.
"Alright then." Han Shilan blushed slightly, then lowered her head and ate her noodles elegantly, afraid of making a fool of herself in front of Yang Feng.
Yang Feng noticed her slight unease and asked, "By the way, how is your family member's condition?"
His medical skills were already superb, comparable to those of a divine physician. He could cure almost any illness in the world, except for a few unusual ones.
Even terminal illnesses can be cured, though it comes at a slight cost.
Of course, it's only a little bit.
That's why he decided to say it this way, because Han Shilan left him due to a family member's illness, if there were no such thing as a life-threatening disease in this world.