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Chapter 725: Chapter 795: Dress Up Nicely

Fang Yi sighed, lit a cigarette, and turned back with a smile.

"Don’t you dare smile!" Zhu Huimin ordered.

"Huh..." Fang Yi exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "What’s with you, girl? You’re being unreasonable. It’s my face, and I’ll smile if I want to. Are you really going to control that?"

Zhu Huimin responded, "I don’t care, you just can’t smile. Your smile is too ugly."

Fang Yi: "..."

Seriously? There’s logic like that? My smile is clearly very handsome.

At that moment, Fang Yi realized a truth, never try to reason with a prejudiced person, especially if that person is a woman. Wanting to laugh, he said, "Alright, Miss Zhu, cut the chatter, what exactly do you want to tell me?"

Zhu Huimin took a deep breath and said, "I’m warning you, stop opposing Brother Song He, or you’ll have me to contend with."

"Who is Song He?" Fang Yi had momentarily forgotten this person.

Zhu Huimin took it as intentional and coldly said, "Hmph, stop playing the fool! Let me tell you, you’re no match for Brother Song He!"

Fang Yi carefully recalled, finally remembering who Song He was. Seeing Zhu Huimin’s demeanor, he couldn’t help but laugh, "Are you secretly in love with that guy?"

Zhu Huimin reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on and immediately jumped up, "Who likes him!" Suddenly realizing something, she sternly said, "Are we close? Just remember my words, or else don’t blame me for being unkind."

Fang Yi exhaled a cloud of smoke, nonchalantly asking, "Is that all?"

Zhu Huimin said, "What else do you want me to say? What, do you want me to hit you?"

Are you sure you can take me on?

Fang Yi couldn’t be bothered to argue with this fierce girl. He turned around, opened the car door, slid in, pressed the clutch, shifted gears, hit the accelerator, and drove off, leaving a trail of exhaust for Zhu Huimin, who stomped her feet in frustration.

...

A five-star luxury hotel.

The curtains on the large floor-to-ceiling windows were open, and so was the window itself, letting in a bone-chilling night breeze that made one want to dive under the covers.

Yet Shen Binan stood barefoot in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, letting the cold night wind brush against her body, wearing only a thin nightgown.

The cold wind was piercing, and Shen Binan was cold, but she didn’t close the window.

Outside, the night view was hazy and dazzling. The cold wind blew her black hair, fluttering it about, and Shen Binan’s lips suddenly formed a crescent-like curve.

After a while, the hotel doorbell suddenly rang, breaking Shen Binan’s reverie and bringing her out of her meditative state. She heard the doorbell ring several times, with a certain pattern.

Approaching the door, Shen Binan didn’t open it immediately. First, she peered through the peephole at the person outside, a man she didn’t recognize.

"Who are you?" Shen Binan asked through the door.

The man outside was briefly stunned, then said, "Hello, I’m Zhou Haotian, a member of the Dragon Team. Oh, right, Fang Yi sent me."

Shen Binan asked in a deep voice, "Fang Yi?"

Zhou Haotian replied, "Yes."

Shen Binan opened the door, and after Zhou Haotian checked the left and right corridors to make sure no one was around, he stepped into the room.

Entering the room, Binnan said, "I’d like something to drink."

Zhou Haotian smiled with slight restraint, "Miss Shen, please don’t be so formal. I’m just here to bring you a message. Tomorrow morning, Brother Yi will be waiting for you at the carnival in the city."

Binnan fell silent for a moment, then asked, "Did he ask you to deliver any other messages?"

Zhou Haotian was internally startled; this breathtakingly beautiful woman indeed had a keen mind. Fang Yi had indeed asked him to relay another message, so Zhou Haotian immediately said, "Brother Yi also mentioned that if Miss Shen you are going, dress beautifully. Otherwise, if you look unattractive, he will be displeased." As he said this, Zhou Haotian felt a bit of a grimace.

Binnan was slightly taken aback, then a faint smile appeared on her icy face, fitting well with that guy’s personality.

"Alright, I understand."

...

Inside an old quadrangle on the Ring Road in Tianjing, in a bedroom.

The light was dim, and sitting in a wheelchair was Fang Tianqi, whose legs were amputated.

A thick blanket covered Tianqi’s legs, but at some point, the blanket had slipped off, and an old man emerged from the darkness, bending down to readjust the blanket for Tianqi.

The old man tenderly said, "Young Master, it’s getting late. Rest now."

Tianqi shook his head, "Zhou Quan, is there any news from the hotel?"

This old man was Zhou Quan, who almost crippled Fang Yi when Tianqi’s legs were broken by Fang Yi. He had been a loyal servant to Tianqi for over twenty years.

"Just received news from the hotel, a man went to see Shen Binnan..." Zhou Quan slowly said while Tianqi listened calmly.

After a while, Tianqi suddenly started coughing violently, and Zhou Quan immediately brought over a bowl of dark green soup.

"Here, Young Master." Zhou Quan cared attentively, looking at the child he had watched grow up, seeing him almost as his own son. noveldrama

Tianqi frowned and drank the dark green soup. After finishing, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

Tianqi pondered and then declared, "Keep a close watch, I have set my sights on Shen Binnan!"

Zhou Quan replied, "Yes."

Tianqi waved his hand to dismiss Zhou Quan and continued to sit bleakly; the dim light made Tianqi’s face particularly clear, and occasionally a touch of ferocity appeared on his stern face.

"Fang Yi, one month is almost up, and the day after tomorrow is the day I marry Shen Binnan. I don’t know what storm you think you can stir up now that you are back in Tianjing."

Tianqi spoke somewhat neurotically to himself, "I’ve collaborated with the God Transformation Alliance, and got an arranged marriage from a chief. What kind of storm can you possibly stir up? This time I’ll make you understand what it feels like to have a woman taken from you."

...

Early the next morning, Fang Yi got up early, drove a nondescript car from Lin Xueru’s underground garage, and fifteen minutes later, Fang Yi parked the car in front of an amusement park.

The amusement park was yet to open, and Fang Yi stepped out of the car, lit a cigarette, and waited there.

It was still early, and some small vendors surrounded the amusement park. After smoking a cigarette, Fang Yi went to buy a cup of soy milk, leaning against the car door, occasionally sipping the soy milk.

The winter in Tianjing was very cold. Although Fang Yi was not bothered much, he did not want to appear too out of the ordinary. He wore a black T-shirt inside and a black trench coat outside, making his tall, handsome appearance attract some passing women’s gazes.

Fang Yi quietly waited, and soon after, a taxi stopped across the street, and a woman got out of the car.