In the hall, following a series of clamors, there succeeded an endless silence.

Everyone's gaze fixed on Ye Feng, including Fang Derong and Elder Zhao, their eyes twinkling with intense shock. They could never have imagined that the gift Ye Feng had for Fang Qingxue was the Purple Star worth hundreds of millions of US dollars.

Hundreds of millions of dollars, enough to buy a large company. Even for the Fang Family, one of the top three financial groups with assets worth tens of billions, their liquid funds amounted to only two to three hundred million dollars.

And there stood Ye Feng, in his ragged clothes, seeming almost from a different world compared to everyone else there. Yet, the gift he casually presented was more precious than all the other wealthy people's gifts combined.

Seeing the unusual look in the eyes of the crowd, Ye Feng merely shook his head slightly.

The reason he gave Fang Qingxue the Purple Star was not because he was overly generous, but because, apart from the Purple Star, he could think of nothing else to give.

Moreover, Ye Feng's wealth was not as simple as it appeared. Over the past few years in the Shadow Group, he had eliminated countless global underground forces, from international drug trafficking organizations to leaders of hostile forces. Each of these figures were among the world's elite rich.

The wealth gained from eliminating these people did not need to be handed over to the state but was owned entirely by members of the Shadow Group. This was also the reason why Ye Feng didn't care about money. If he truly revealed all his treasures, very few in China could be considered wealthier than him.

At that moment, Ye Feng merely glanced slightly at everyone, then stepped forward, picked up the broken pendant frame, placed the Purple Star inside it, forcefully joined the broken parts together, then turned and walked towards Fang Qingxue.

"The Purple Star has beautifying effects, perfect for you!"

Ye Feng said with a smile to Fang Qingxue, then slowly hung the pendant around her neck.

Fang Qingxue's skin was white as porcelain, her features refined as if sculpted, and her whole face seemed like a masterpiece bestowed by God, stunningly beautiful.

Now adorned with the Purple Star, she radiated an ethereal grace, like a celestial saintess descending from the heavens, capturing anyone's heart with just one glance.

Fang Qingxue stood there dazedly, her mind blank, equally unable to believe that Ye Feng had given her the Purple Star.

The moment the pendant touched her neck, tears uncontrollably streamed down Fang Qingxue's eyes, yet her face was lit up with a bloom-like smile, a smile of joy, elation, and happiness!

At this moment, Fang Qingxue had never felt as happy as she did now, not because of the Purple Star, but because of Ye Feng!

"Have a happy birthday, I'm leaving!"

Ye Feng wiped the tears off Fang Qingxue's face, flashed her a smile, then turned and headed out of the private room.

"I'll walk you out..." Fang Qingxue, not casting another glance at the people in the private room, quickly followed Ye Feng out.

After they left, only the people in the private room remained, heaving deep sighs of dismay. They now wished they could gouge out their eyes for having failed to recognize what was truly valuable.

Fang Derong's face turned ashen, his expression filled with despair. Seeing this, Elder Zhao could only sigh deeply and patted his old friend's shoulder:

"Ye Feng is not petty, he probably won't hold a grudge!"

Hearing this, Fang Derong felt even more bitter: "He may not be angry, but I am! I now suspect that I might have grown old, unable to discern good from bad!"

Realizing Fang Derong's self-blame, Elder Zhao just patted his shoulder again, choosing to remain silent.

"Qingxue has grown up! She sees people more clearly than this old fool. Perhaps the time has really come..."

Fang Derong looked in the direction Ye Feng and Fang Qingxue had left, his heart settling on a decision!

...

The night deepened, a red Nissan sedan slowly drove out of the Blue Club's parking lot.

This Nissan, priced less than two hundred thousand, appeared quite modest compared to the many luxury cars around it. However, it was parked in the most prestigious spot in the parking lot—the spot where the owner of the Blue Club always parked.

Inside the car, Ye Feng looked quite surprised; he had not expected that the esteemed Miss Fang, an heiress to a ten-billion fortune, would be driving such a commonplace Nissan sedan.

At the driver's seat, Fang Qingxue's face was filled with a joyous smile, like a little girl who had just eaten candy, full of sweetness.

"Ye Brother, thank you, I was really happy today!"

Fang Qingxue turned to Ye Feng with a smile, and that slightly fervent gaze made Ye Feng's heart sway.

Ye Feng had already realized Fang Qingxue's feelings, but the more he understood, the more uneasy he felt inside.

At that moment, Ye Feng said nothing but fished in his pocket; then, seeming to remember something, he did not take anything out.

Fang Qingxue saw his movement and immediately understood, swiftly rolling down the car window.

What a considerate and understanding girl!

Ye Feng sighed softly and then pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep drag.

Watching the light smoke drift out the car window, Ye Feng's gaze grew deeper, his expression slightly confused; he felt there were some things he should make clear to Fang Qingxue:

"Qingxue, you are a good girl…"

Ye Feng's voice was wistful, and upon hearing these words, Fang Qingxue blinked, and then her face lit up with a radiant smile:

"Ye Brother, do you want to say, Qingxue, you are a good girl, but we aren't suitable?"

Uh...

Ye Feng was taken aback, then he offered a wry smile—he was just about to utter those words, yet didn't expect Fang Qingxue to say them first, which suddenly left him at a loss for a response.

"Ye Brother! I understand what you mean, but I, Fang Qingxue, have never given up on something once I've set my mind to it! And you, I will not give up on either!"

Fang Qingxue showed her bold side at that moment, though her cheeks still flushed with color as she spoke.

"I have many women!"

Ye Feng, not wanting to hurt this kind-hearted girl, decided to make things clear, saying bluntly, "You are a kind girl, but I am not a committed man, or rather, I am a promiscuous and heartless man!"

As he said this, a bitter smile formed on Ye Feng's lips; in the past, he would find a woman whenever he was on a mission. After the passion, he would disappear without a trace.

The more he did this, the less he wanted to be involved in a romantic relationship, because relationships, they hurt too much!

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, Fang Qingxue suddenly braked and parked the Nissan on the roadside, then fixed her eyes directly on Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was taken aback, his lips curving into a wry smile—he thought that Fang Qingxue must be angry.

Just as he was about to say something else, he suddenly felt a burst of fragrance rush toward him, and Ye Feng's lips were promptly sealed by a soft touch. His body sank as Fang Qingxue's delicate figure sat squarely on his lap.

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