Chapter 1219 - 1219: Gourmet Critic

"How... How come you're fine?" Wang Tingwei suddenly stood up, incredulous.

Xiao Feng stood up as well, walked to the full-length mirror placed by the entryway, looked himself over, and turned his head with a laugh: "Should something have happened to me?"

Wang Tingwei didn't respond, but her expression grew increasingly serious.

Originally, she planned to poison Xiao Feng as well, so she could have the right to an equal conversation, rather than being thoroughly manipulated.

Unexpectedly, while the poisoning process went as smoothly as ever, the result was far from satisfactory.

"You're quite dishonest." Xiao Feng smiled with a mocking grin and approached Wang Tingwei step by step, saying as he walked, "First, you arbitrarily changed all the explanations I told you..."

Wang Tingwei struggled to maintain her composure, managing a forced smile: "If I hadn't changed it, there would be no way to explain the missing five million.

That would make Pei Dengke think that everything I said was forced by the kidnappers.

Only by calming him first and then showing him the money would he believe it.

Besides, I don't have your contact information, so even if I wanted to consult with you, I wouldn't have been able to."

"And what about the poisoning just now?"

As he spoke, Xiao Feng suddenly lunged forward, closing the distance between them until they were practically face-to-face.

Wang Tingwei swallowed unnaturally, her heart racing like drums.

Of course, this wasn't a feeling of excitement but rather due to nervousness and panic.

Steadying her mind, she said softly: "I'm unwilling and afraid to be single-handedly held by you.

Even if I help you with things under such circumstances, you might not give me the antidote at that time, and I'd be helpless.

No one wants to endure such a result, right?"

Xiao Feng grinned: "I understand your thoughts, but I can't agree with your actions.

Because if there's a first time, there'll be a second, a third.

And you don't really think I kept you last night because there's something only you can do, without which I couldn't manage, do you?"

Wang Tingwei's heart tightened, her thoughts whirling, and she mustered the courage to ask: "Isn't it?"

"It is!" Xiao Feng nodded emphatically and admitted: "If keeping you wasn't useful, I would've dealt with you long ago."

"..." Wang Tingwei.

What counts as this?

Pulling down pants to fart, or taking by surprise?

Or maybe a combination, a surprise farting with pants down?

Xiao Feng observed Wang Tingwei's reaction, knowing the timing was about right for questioning.

His lengthy exchange with her aimed to psychologically pressure her and make his intentions seem inscrutable.

Now, it seems that although many details still need improvement, overall things aren't problematic.

"Who's behind you?" Xiao Feng suddenly asked.

Wang Tingwei's brow immediately furrowed, remained silent for a long time, and then began to speak: "Actually..."

However, she had just uttered two words when there was a "boom" from the kitchen, sounding like something exploded.

Immediately, black smoke billowed out from the kitchen.

"Damn!" Xiao Feng cursed inwardly, suspecting that Pei Dengke and Wang Tingwei might actually be in cahoots.

Otherwise, how could the explosion be so timely?

Why was it not sounding earlier or later, but right at this moment?

While pondering, a silhouetted figure with a charcoal-black face, akin to an African tribesman, emerged from the dense smoke, chuckling foolishly: "Hehehehe..."

"Oh!" Wang Tingwei screamed in fright, quickly shifted her gaze, and hurried over, asking anxiously: "Dengke! Dengke, what's happened to you?"

"Hehehehe, Weiwei, Brother Ba, I'm fine, it's just that the fried rice, you won't get to eat it..."

After saying this, he collapsed with a thud on the ground.

Wang Tingwei froze for a moment, squatted down, pressed her hand next to Pei Dengke's neck, then quickly withdrew her hand and stood up, looking at Xiao Feng: "No life-threatening injuries, he's probably just choked by the smoke and fainted from the explosion sound.

What should we do now?"

Xiao Feng's face looked grim: "Send him to the hospital first."

"Okay, I'll call an ambulance right away." Wang Tingwei nodded in agreement.

Though the kitchen explosion was loud, it didn't cause any serious consequences—no open flames were found in the kitchen, so there was no need to notify the fire department.

Soon, medical personnel arrived, placed Pei Dengke on a stretcher, and Xiao Feng and Wang Tingwei naturally followed them to the hospital.

However, history astonishingly repeated itself...

Last night at the Fujuyuan Hotel, a woman eagerly hoping to apprentice under Xiao Feng was left forgotten in the restroom.

Today, she was forgotten in the study.

Of course, there was a difference—moving from the restroom to the study at least improved the environment's grade.

...

Noontime at Wei Jianhua's villa.

"Is everything done?"

Facing the question, Fast Blade King's face twisted with conflict for a moment before bowing and replying: "Uh... Almost."

"Hmm?" Wei Jianhua frowned slightly, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.

Fast Blade King quickly replied: "The Gold Brick has been delivered to Xiao Feng's home, but I didn't meet Xiao Feng himself."

"Then who received the Gold Brick?"

"It was... several women.

One of them had a strong presence, claiming to be Du Qingyun's granddaughter from the Du Family, named Du Qingyue, legally registered as Xiao Feng's wife.

I've had someone investigate them; she wasn't lying."

Wei Jianhua was silent for a while, then said: "Go ahead and tell me about your experiences after arriving in Jiangcheng.

Be detailed, truthful, and maintain an objective standpoint while recounting."

"Yes!"

Fast Blade King agreed with a nod, organized his words slightly, and began: "After arriving in Jiangcheng, I felt a bit hungry, so I had a bowl of wontons at a roadside stall.

I expected that small eateries near train stations wouldn't be too tasty; being able to fill my stomach would be good enough.

But unexpectedly, despite the small stall, the portion was generous, the taste was good, the service attitude wasn't bad either.

Especially the soup, which had dried shrimp and seaweed, and one sip was truly flavorful..."

Fast Blade King continued eloquently, almost like a gourmet critic, describing the taste of the wonton in great detail.

By the time he finished speaking, Wei Jianhua's forehead was covered in irritation lines, gritting his teeth as he asked: "Anything else?"

Fast Blade King paused, then nodded: "When I returned, I specifically ordered a takeout bowl; do you want to try it?"

"I asked you to talk about things related to Xiao Feng, and you spent twenty minutes on wontons. Are you sure you're not deliberately trying to piss me off?" Wei Jianhua couldn't help but vent.

Fast Blade King immediately lowered his head, not daring to argue back, though inwardly he grumbled...

You clearly emphasized being detailed, truthful, and maintaining an objective standpoint.

Following your instructions ended up being a problem too?

However, seeing the displeased look on his young master's face, Fast Blade King wisely sped up his narrative pace.

He directly skipped over the taxi and haggling details and began recounting from meeting the stunning "Golden Fertilizer Trio."