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Chapter 337: Chapter 335 What Does He Have to Fear?
Stayed in Shangjing.
Previously, Song Sinian ignored his family relations, and the Song Family was controlled by Song Gu’s second wife, leaving no opportunity for others to intervene.
Not long ago, they heard that Old Master Song had driven Xiao Jinglan and her daughter out.
Even his nephew was subtly demoted.
So, they wanted to seize this opportunity to visit Shangjing to discuss investment matters with Song Sinian and regain their footing in the Beijing Circle.
He had repeatedly looked at numerous items, all too expensive, so he hadn’t decided what to buy.
Just now, when he saw Lu Zhaozhao enter, his heart soared.
Although this woman wore a mask and glasses, her figure and the visible features of her face revealed her beauty.
Though his family already had a daughter-in-law, how could a man be content with just one woman?
Having multiple women would truly showcase a man’s charm.
Especially such a beautiful woman.
As long as she knew how good his relationship with the Song Family was, any beautiful woman would obediently orbit around him!
"I am now..."
"I know the Song Mansion very well, if you lived there, I couldn’t possibly be unaware." Before Feng Jiyue could finish, Lu Zhaozhao cut off his trail with a single sentence.
Feng Jiyue choked, suddenly coughed, "Cough, cough, cough... I certainly don’t live in the Song Mansion now, Old Master Song isn’t in good health, how could I, a junior, disturb him?"
"Hmph." Lu Zhaozhao tugged at the corner of her mouth, giving him a forced, insincere smile.
The Song Family indeed had it easy, with everyone dropping problems right into their lap.
Anyone and everyone dared to flaunt their association with Mr. Song!
If he wasn’t taught a lesson today, he would never learn.
Seeing Lu Zhaozhao unmoved, Feng Jiyue changed tactics and persisted, "Well, I saw you seemed to like this bracelet, and it must be fate that we met here. I’ll give this bracelet to you as a gift for our meeting."
Saying this, he took a card from his pocket and placed it on the table, "Here, swipe it!"
The salesperson was clearly baffled.
Watching Lu Zhaozhao and Feng Jiyue, they hesitated whether to take the card or not.
Lu Zhaozhao glanced at the salesperson and said indifferently, "Since the gentleman wishes to buy, you should take it."
The salesperson immediately understood, quickly taking the card with a professional smile, saying, "Sir has good taste, this bracelet is a new arrival at our shop, priced at four hundred thousand. I’ll swipe the card for you now."
"What? How much?" Feng Jiyue was shocked, looking incredulously at the bracelet, "Is this just a bracelet for four hundred thousand?"
The salesperson nodded, "Yes, it’s our new product."
Lu Zhaozhao glanced at Feng Jiyue, scoffed silently, but outwardly pointed to another bracelet that seemed particularly transparent, "This gentleman should rather buy this one."
Feng Jiyue, thinking Lu Zhaozhao was helping him out, quickly nodded, "Yes, I want this one."
"Uh... This one is two million one hundred thousand." The employee cautiously looked towards Lu Zhaozhao as they spoke.
From their years of experience, they knew the man hadn’t just dismissed the prior bracelet, but couldn’t afford it.
Now, Feng Jiyue’s eyes nearly popped out, "A bracelet..."
2.1 million!
Is this robbery?!
He had barely started speaking when he immediately slammed on the brakes.
He had just boasted at the seaside, claiming he was Song Sinian’s cousin.
Being the president of the Song Group, if he, as his cousin, couldn’t afford a single bracelet, it would be a huge embarrassment.
He cleared his throat and said, "It’s just a bracelet, nothing significant, but none of these here are worthy of a beautiful lady like you."
Lu Zhaozhao gave Feng Jiyue a glance, "If you can’t even afford a bracelet, don’t try to inflate your worth using the Song Group’s name. Watch out, or you might get taken to the police station."
Her words instantly infuriated Feng Jiyue.
"What do you mean?!" Feng Jiyue glared at Lu Zhaozhao, his eyes filled with malice, "Clearly, you just want to swindle money from me. Now that you can’t take advantage, you’re deliberately tarnishing my reputation!"
Lu Zhaozhao was utterly disgusted by this kind of man.
How could he be so slick and so repulsive?
One second he’s throwing cash around for a beauty, and the next, his face changes instantly when he’s confronted?
Feng Jiyue caught Lu Zhaozhao’s arm, "Women like you need a good lesson! You’re lucky to have met me today. I won’t stoop to your level. Just give me a gentle kiss, and I’ll pretend this never happened. Otherwise..."
His gaze roved over Lu Zhaozhao, eyeing her curvaceous body, and his lecherous smile deepened.
Lu Zhaozhao furrowed her brows, giving a cold stare at her grabbed wrist, "I advise you to let go of me while I’m still willing to talk nicely."
"Heh! Women like you who worship money should be eradicated, why should I let go?" Feng Jiyue grew more smug as he spoke, "Aren’t you after money? I’ll give you money, but then you have to sleep with me!"
He sneered at Lu Zhaozhao, not believing for a moment that he, a man, couldn’t handle a delicate little woman like her.
What could be so bad about forcing her?
His cousin was the president of the Song Group, after all—such a trivial matter could easily be hushed up with some money.
What was there to fear?
His grandmother had said, Feng Xiran was their family’s daughter, and her son naturally had to support their Feng family.
If it weren’t for Xiao Jinglan creating obstacles and preventing them from seeing Song Sinian, their family would have soared to great heights long ago.
Did he need to lead such a miserable life?
Now that Xiao Jinglan had left the Song Mansion, and Song Sinian was ill, Old Master Song would eventually have to rely on their in-laws.
Essentially, the Song Group would be theirs in the future!
He would eventually become the heir to the Song Group!
Watching his increasingly smug expression, Lu Zhaozhao slightly blinked, "Men like you truly deserve to be cut off from future generations!"
As she spoke, she launched a kick fiercely between his legs.
Feng Jiyue didn’t expect Lu Zhaozhao to be so ruthless. One kick struck his vital parts, and he collapsed on the spot, unable to keep gripping Lu Zhaozhao.
"You... you filthy... ah!" He lay on the ground, teeth clenched, about to curse some more when Lu Zhaozhao caught up and kicked him several more times viciously.
Aside from where he protected himself, Lu Zhaozhao didn’t forget to fiercely stomp on his disgusting face a few times.
She had practiced boxing before, and her strikes were no different from those of a grown man...
