"Cough cough, it's just... necessary for the treatment, just necessary for the treatment."

Yang Fei was at a loss for words, finally squeezing out a sentence with difficulty.

He approached quickly, deftly removed the silver needles, then turned to leave in a shabby manner, very gentlemanly closing the door behind him: "Sister Xueyi, you should get dressed first."

"Pah, you cowardly villain!"

Lin Xueyi spat disdainfully, her cheeks flushed and her heart pounding, muttering to herself: "Why am I not angry at all after being taken advantage of by this little thief again?"

Half an hour later, Lin Xueyi was fully dressed and descended the stairs gracefully, while Yang Fei was chatting idly with Li Hong.

Since it was morning, the hotel was almost empty, as the time from morning to noon was generally the most leisurely part of the day.

Su Yinxue had been busy these last two days preparing for a fashion show, while Zhang Lifang was sleeping in her room.

According to this rich young woman's schedule, her dictionary didn't contain the term "early riser" at all.

So, Yang Fei was quite at ease.

As soon as he saw Lin Xueyi's outfit for the day, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and like a tramp on the street, he let out a loud whistle.

Today, Lin Xueyi was wearing a white embroidered strapless gown with a small pink shawl draped over it.

The close-fitting, soft fabric flowed like water, perfectly highlighting Lin Xueyi's figure.

Lin Xueyi's age was exactly when a woman is most enchanting.

Her skin was smooth and fair, her S-curve a gentle yet not exaggerated visual feast, everything just right.

Such a woman would effortlessly attract the gaze of any man with just a glance.

Yet, looking into her eyes, so clear and pure, one would instantly know she was a woman of great kindness and purity.

This woman was like just-right Bamboo Leaf Green liquor, refreshing green plum drink, and red wine mellowed by time but not overly rich.

Watching Yang Fei spellbound, Lin Xueyi couldn't help feeling a bit smug, walking over to him and waving her hand in front of his eyes: "What, don't recognize me?"

Yang Fei suddenly jumped three feet in the air: "Sister Xueyi, you really are as beautiful as a heavenly immortal, I've decided, I must marry you and make you my wife."

The guy was lost in a daze, then suddenly started shouting like a lunatic, startling Lin Xueyi and Li Hong.

Listening to him almost gritting his teeth as if swearing an oath, everybody paused briefly and then burst into uproarious laughter.

The Taiyang acupoints on both sides of Lin Xueyi's temples throbbed, and she clenched her teeth tightly.

Her previously delighted mood was ruined by this brat's howling, leaving her with a bitter smile.

After Yang Fei had shouted, he noticed Lin Xueyi looking for a broom on the ground, gritting her teeth; knowing the situation was not good, he chuckled and sneakily slipped away using the restroom as an excuse.

That morning's assassination attempt had left Yang Fei uneasy; seizing the opportunity, he checked the surroundings of Lanting Hotel and became increasingly alarmed.

With his strong detective skills, he had been unable to find any trace or clue.

This meant that not only was the opponent highly skilled, but they also possessed formidable counter-surveillance capabilities.

"Just who could the other party be?"

Yang Fei touched his throat, a faint scar left by a knife.

Although it was just a scrape, had Yang Fei's reaction been just 0.01 second slower, that little knife could have completely cut through his windpipe.

Things that didn't make sense to Yang Fei, he couldn't be bothered to think about them. He remembered the iris flower tattoo on the assassin's ankle and let out a cold laugh, "Next time we meet, you won't escape so easily."

Luckily, Lin Xueyi hadn't seen the assassin's figure and didn't know she had been knocked out by the assassin; otherwise, she would have been too scared to sleep.

After having lunch, according to the plan between Yang Fei and Lin Xueyi, it was time to go buy a car.

Given Lin Xueyi's current status, continuing to take taxis was unavoidably giving off a shabby impression.

After all, Lin Xueyi was now the boss of a business worth over ten million.

In this materialistic age, branding is the most basic business marketing strategy.

During lunch, the two discussed buying a car, Yang Fei concerned about the brand, class, space, power...

Lin Xueyi was only concerned about one thing: the price should be affordable, and it had to be practical. A QQ car would be the best choice.

Yang Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Aware that she was no expert in this area, Lin Xueyi simply left the whole matter to Yang Fei. She couldn't be bothered to go to such lengths.

Yang Fei calculated their finances; after auctioning the bathhouse, they had over two million left, and then Zhang Lifang also paid a deposit of two million.

In other words, excluding the renovation costs for the bathhouse, they had about three million five hundred thousand in liquid cash.

With that amount of money, buying a luxury car worth two million would be absolutely stress-free.

Of course, Lin Xueyi had no idea what Yang Fei was thinking. If she knew that he was planning to buy a two million dollar luxury car, she probably would have gone to war with him.

Lin Xueyi was a typical car ignoramus and was not interested in cars. She simply thought that as the business was growing, it would be more convenient to have a car.

She didn't even bother accompanying Yang Fei to the car dealership, instead going by herself to oversee the sign installation for Qingquan Stone.

Yang Fei was content with this arrangement. He would rather have Lin Xueyi out of the way.

With Lin Xueyi's taste, she might indeed end up buying a QQ car, which would be quite a show.

"Heh, with my charm that makes flowers bloom and car tires burst upon sight, maybe I can pick up a top-notch car model. I heard that buying a luxury car over a million comes with its own 'under the table' perks."

Yang Fei mused inwardly, just as he stepped out of the hotel and saw the formidable and beautiful Feng Cai'er approaching.

Today, Feng Cai'er wasn't wearing a police uniform. She had her hair in a ponytail, wearing casual sports attire and Nike shoes, her eyebrows sharp and eyes bright, her long legs carrying a slender figure...

With each stride, the Little Police Flower seemed vibrant and spirited, exuding real charisma.

Yang Fei's face changed color as if avoiding a plague, pressing himself against the glass door of the hotel.

The volatile Little Police Flower was indeed one in a million in terms of beauty, but unfortunately, this young lady had a fiery temper, a classic Little Chili.

Recently, for some reason, she latched onto Yang Fei, pestering him with questions. Yang Fei felt uneasy whenever he saw her.

Unfortunately, Feng Cai'er had already spotted Yang Fei. As soon as she saw him, she called out, "Yang Fei, I see you, don't think you can hide from me."

"Damn it, with this little miss following me, I can forget about picking up a beautiful car model."

Yang Fei sighed with a face full of trouble, showing himself as he replied, "Officer Feng, I just wanted to take a leak, I haven't done anything wrong, why would I hide from you?"

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