Chapter 1503: Is It All Lin Feng's Fault?

“Ah…” Fang Xiaomei screamed miserably, collapsing to the ground, her eyes revealing a look of terror, staring at Wang Cheng!

“Humph, you old hag, if it weren’t for your big mouth urging my son to go make trouble with that kid, would my son be like this now? Do you still have the face to cry!” Wang Cheng stared at Fang Xiaomei, pointing single-handedly at his son Wang Zheng’s legs that would tremble from time to time, saying sternly, “Do you know my son almost got indirectly killed by you?!”

Fang Xiaomei looked at Wang Cheng with a pale face. She originally thought that even if the matchmaking didn’t work out between them, they would still be good colleagues, and when meeting, even if not dining together, they’d greet each other cordially. But unexpectedly, Wang Cheng greeted her with a kick, and Fang Xiaomei was utterly baffled, completely unable to react.

“Little Mei, are you alright?!” Wang Cong rushed over to Fang Xiaomei’s side in shock, helping her up and glaring angrily at Wang Cheng, saying sternly, “Can’t you talk things over calmly, why hit people?!”

“Are you the husband of this old hag?” Wang Cheng glanced at Wang Cong with extreme disdain, saying indifferently, “I just hit her, so what? If you’re not satisfied, come and hit me then?”

“Bastard!” Although Wang Cong was somewhat physically weak, he was still a man. Hearing Wang Cheng’s provocation, Wang Cong angrily took off his coat, ready to go teach Wang Cheng a lesson…

However, Wang Cong had just taken off his coat, and before he could even take two steps forward, he was kicked three or four meters away by Wang Cheng’s driver Niu Chen, lying on the ground, unable to move.

“Wang Cong…” Seeing her husband beaten, Fang Xiaomei then was startled back to reality, frantically throwing herself beside Wang Cong, crying out in a bitter voice, “Chairman Wang, I really knew nothing about your son being bullied by Lin Feng. It really has nothing to do with me!”

“And you say it has nothing to do with you!” Wang Cheng was convinced it was because of Fang Xiaomei’s instigation that Wang Zheng went to find Lin Feng. Hearing Fang Xiaomei’s outright denial made him even angrier. Just as he was about to have Niu Chen go teach Fang Xiaomei a lesson, suddenly he saw a BMW slowly stopping a few meters away…

“I think I just heard someone calling my name? Is anyone looking for me?” The car window of the BMW rolled down, a handsome young man smiled as he poked his head out and asked.

For a moment, both Fang Xiaomei and Wang Cong, along with Wang Cheng and his son, subconsciously turned their heads to look at the BMW.

“Lin… Lin Feng… Why are you here?” Wang Zheng saw the young driver in the BMW, and his face instantly turned pale; his whole body trembled like a sieve, instinctively hiding behind his father Wang Cheng, stammering, “Dad… I’m scared…”

“Lin Feng…” Fang Xiaomei, seeing that the person sitting in the BMW was Lin Feng, felt like a drowning person seeing a lifeline. She looked at Wang Cheng with excitement, pointing at Lin Feng, saying, “Chairman Wang, he’s the one who hurt your son, it really doesn’t have anything to do with me! If you want to confront someone, confront him!”

“So you’re Lin Feng!” Wang Cheng’s eyes widened, staring at the young man inside the BMW, coldly laughing, “I thought getting a private detective to find you wouldn’t be so quick, but I guess I’ve found you by sheer luck!”

The young man in the BMW was naturally Lin Feng, who had come to attend today’s charity gala. At the moment, sitting in the back of Lin Feng’s car were Cao Ying and Li Liping. They had met Lin Feng for a Cantonese-style afternoon tea earlier in the afternoon, and near the evening, they were now hurrying to the gala venue with Lin Feng.

“Lin Feng, has something happened? Who are these people?” Cao Ying saw Lin Feng suddenly stopping the car to greet people outside but those people didn’t seem friendly, and couldn’t help but ask.

“No worries, just bumped into some friends!” Lin Feng casually smiled to Cao Ying and Li Liping, “You two relax in the car for a bit while I go and say hi!”

Cao Ying and Li Liping certainly didn’t believe that Wang Cheng, who was staring so intensely at Lin Feng, was his friend, but they knew they would only be burdens if they got out of the car, so they obediently stayed inside, though they rolled down one side of the window, curiously watching Lin Feng’s actions.

The reason Lin Feng decided to check the situation was purely because he noticed Wang Cong and Fang Xiaomei had been beaten… Initially, Lin Feng wasn’t too concerned about Fang Xiaomei and Wang Cong being beaten, as he wasn’t familiar with the couple, but the problem was they were beaten because of him, so he had to get out of the car and have a look.

“You must be Wang Zheng’s father… What was it, Chairman Wang?” Lin Feng smiled casually, greeting Wang Cheng lazily.

“You have some nerve, knowing my identity and still daring to step out and face your doom! Seems you’re quite gutsy!” Wang Cheng scrutinized Lin Feng from head to toe, coldly laughing.

“I’ve always been bold…” Lin Feng nodded, smiling, “But just to clarify, I didn’t step out to face doom…”

After speaking, Lin Feng turned to look at Fang Xiaomei, whose face looked drawn, and Wang Cong, struggling to get up from the ground, asking facetiously, “So, Aunt Fang, Uncle Fang, what are you doing here?”

As Fang Xiaomei prepared to leave with her husband while Wang Cheng was distracted dealing with Lin Feng, she suddenly heard Lin Feng’s words and felt her face burn, especially with the term “aunt,” prompting her to wish she could pretend she hadn’t heard it.

“Lin Feng… We still have something to deal with, so we’ll be leaving first! Take your time…” Fang Xiaomei awkwardly smiled at Lin Feng, apologetically saying this, then continued trying to leave with Wang Cong.

“Aunt Fang, Uncle Fang… Your grace is truly impressive; getting beaten and yet still leaving so nonchalantly — such a broad-minded attitude, truly admirable to a humble nephew!” Lin Feng chuckled lightly, saying casually.

Fang Xiaomei’s face stiffened. At this moment, she only wished to quietly slip away, not wanting to attract Wang Cheng’s attention. But with Lin Feng’s comment, it seemed near impossible for Wang Cheng not to notice her!

Indeed, Wang Cheng snorted coldly, loudly announcing, “I haven’t said a word yet, so don’t think anyone can leave. Fang Xiaomei, if you leave now, I’ll visit your house personally tonight for a chat! I recall you have a fifteen or sixteen-year-old daughter, right? If you don’t want her getting dragged into this, you’d better behave!”

Fang Xiaomei’s face instantly turned ghostly pale. She abruptly turned back, glaring venomously at Lin Feng, “It’s all your damn blabbering fault! What the hell do you want? Will you only be satisfied if my whole family ends up dead?!”