Chapter Thirty: Liu Jian's Provocation

Early the next morning, Lin Feng drove his Lamborghini to the company. As soon as he stepped into the sales department’s large office, there was a sudden “bang”—fireworks burst forth and colorful ribbons fluttered down. Liu Susu and Li Yating, the two beautiful women of the sales department, stood at the entrance with a crowd of colleagues, all raising their hands and cheering loudly:

“Welcome back, our great hero! Long live Lin Feng!”

Li Yating’s hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her face adorned with a subtle, elegant makeup. A hint of crimson touched her lips, and a delicate blush graced her cheeks, making her appear as graceful as a fairy descended to earth. Dressed in a simple short cheongsam, her long, white legs stood tall and slender, like lotus blossoms blooming in a pond—her beauty truly outshone the flowers.

She approached Lin Feng with measured steps, presenting a gift box and speaking softly, “Lin Feng, this is a token of gratitude from everyone in the sales department. It’s not expensive, but it represents our heartfelt appreciation.”

Lin Feng opened the box to find a Cartier watch. Judging by its craftsmanship and quality, it was worth no more than thirty thousand.

“There’s no need for gifts. What happened yesterday—any man would have stood up in that situation.”

“Oh, Lin Feng, just accept it! Yating spent a long time selecting this. You can’t disappoint a beautiful woman’s intentions!” Liu Susu, lively and spirited, draped an arm around Li Yating’s shoulders and spoke with enthusiasm.

“Lin Feng! If you don’t want it, give it to me. I happen to need a watch,” joked Wang Lun, stepping out from the crowd.

Unable to refuse their kindness, Lin Feng accepted the gift.

“Put it on so we can see!” Liu Susu urged.

Lin Feng smiled, shook his head, opened the box, and put on the watch.

“Lin Feng, it suits you perfectly!” someone remarked.

“That’s right, of course it does. You know whose brother he is, right? My brother Lin Feng is as naturally handsome as I am!” Wang Lun boasted.

“Wow, Lin Feng, your skin is so fair and smooth! How does a man have such good skin?” exclaimed one of the female sales staff.

Soon enough, Lin Feng was surrounded by the women of the sales department. After all, in sales, the women outnumbered the men.

After struggling to escape the flock of admiring colleagues, Lin Feng managed a wry smile to himself. Was this the legendary “peach blossom calamity”?

Seeing Lin Feng’s bemused expression, Wang Lun grabbed him and teased, “Hey, how can you wear such a gloomy face when you’re surrounded by beautiful women? You don’t know how lucky you are! Heaven is so unfair—some people have drought, others flood!”

Lin Feng ignored Wang Lun’s mockery and returned to his desk to work quietly. After all, the sales department had a last-place elimination system; poor performance meant dismissal.

But Lin Feng didn’t know that, while he worked in silence, a pair of beautiful eyes were fixed on him, unwilling to look away for even a moment. Those eyes belonged to Li Yating, seated not far from him.

With her chin propped up, the proud and aloof beauty had transformed into a bashful admirer, unable to hide the springtime glow on her cheeks.

Li Jian, witnessing this, was consumed with jealousy!

All these years, he'd refused to leave Yao Group’s sales department for one reason: to win the ice-cold flower that was Li Yating.

He had pursued her tirelessly, but she had always responded with indifference. Now, after just one day, Lin Feng had won her heart so effortlessly. It was enough to make Li Jian’s mind explode with frustration and anger!

Previously, Li Jian had been the most popular man in the sales department—without exception. But since last night’s events, not a single woman wanted anything to do with him. Especially Liu Susu, who once seemed eager to pursue him, now looked at him with disdain and outright loathing.

And the cause of it all was Lin Feng!

Staring at Lin Feng, Li Jian’s resentment burned hotly as he plotted venomously, “Hmph! Lin Feng, you may know a little martial arts, but in this world, what matters most to a man is wealth and status. I want to see how a son-in-law despised by the Yao family can compete with me!”

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At noon, in the company cafeteria.

Lin Feng and Wang Lun sat in their usual spot, chatting over lunch. Liu Susu, dressed in a sexy short skirt and black stockings, her red lips vibrant, pulled Li Yating along eagerly to join Lin Feng and Wang Lun.

“Lin Feng, let’s have lunch together!”

Lin Feng was speechless, but before he could refuse, Wang Lun happily took charge. “Come on, I never turn down a beautiful woman’s request.”

Wang Lun dutifully helped Liu Susu sit down, tidied his trendy haircut, and sat across from her with a lovesick grin. Lin Feng could only rub his forehead in silent resignation.

During the meal, Wang Lun seized the opportunity to impress Liu Susu, making her laugh heartily as their conversation grew ever more animated.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng and Li Yating were unusually quiet. Li Yating occasionally stole glances at Lin Feng, her cheeks flushed, shy and excited, her heart pounding as if a small animal had taken up residence inside.

Just as the four were getting along, Li Jian entered the cafeteria. He scanned the room, and when he saw Lin Feng and Li Yating sitting together, a wave of resentment surged within him.

He straightened his tie, puffed up his chest, and strode over to their table with an air of self-importance.

“Yating, you know about tonight’s Tang Family auction, right? It’s a grand event for the elite circles of Binhai City. I happen to have an invitation that allows two female guests. Would you like to go with me?”

Li Jian was impeccably dressed, exuding the aura of a young gentleman. But to Li Yating, it only made him seem more pretentious and insincere, deepening her dislike.

“Sorry, I’m busy tonight. I have no interest in so-called elite circles,” Li Yating rejected him outright, giving him no face at all. Rage ignited in Li Jian’s heart as he cursed inwardly, “You wretched woman! Just moments ago you were mooning over that useless son-in-law Lin Feng, and now you reject me outright! You’ll regret this—one day you’ll be mine. When that day comes, you’ll beg for life and wish for death!”

“Oh, it’s the Tang Family auction! I heard all the famous heirs of Binhai City will be there. Li Jian, can I go?” Liu Susu perked up instantly at the mention of the event.

“Of course, but it’s best if you and Yating go together—you’ll have some company.”

“Yating, please go with me! Pretty please, Yating~” Liu Susu, ever pragmatic, always sought to marry well; it had been her dream. Once, her target was Li Jian, but now, with better prospects, she wouldn’t let go. She clung to Li Yating, cajoling and pleading.

Troubled by Liu Susu’s persistence, Li Yating finally nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Li Jian slowly pulled out his invitation and, with contempt, said to Lin Feng, “See, Lin Feng? This is the difference between us. You’re just a worthless son-in-law, while I—my background and wealth are far superior to yours. Do you really think a little martial arts makes you invincible?”

“This is a civilized society—what matters is money and family. You, a pretty boy who lives off women, what right do you have to compete with me?”