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Chapter 100: [100] Do you really want me to speak? No regrets? _1

Chapter 100: [100] Do you really want me to speak? No regrets? _1

Li Wenxuan faced Tang Feng’s gaze without any sign of fear, instead, he returned the stare with a smile on his face.

Tang Feng withdrew his gaze and took another bite of his food, “Actually, I’d really like to be a kept man…”

Everyone present looked at him in surprise. Was he admitting it?

But then they heard Tang Feng continue, “Sadly, I just can’t find a way in.”

“I’ve heard that you’re quite experienced in this area, could you teach an old classmate a few tricks? How does one latch onto a wealthy woman?”

“Shh…”

As soon as these words left his mouth, Li Wenxuan’s face turned dark instantly.

The group of classmates present felt as though they were sitting on pins and needles.

They all felt like a battle was about to erupt.

“Bang!”

Indeed, subjected to this kind of “humiliation,” Li Wenxuan immediately slammed his hand on the table and stood up, “Tang Feng, you better clarify your words, who the hell is latching onto a wealthy woman?”

Tang Feng, with a faint smile, “Don’t get so agitated, you just said it yourself, we’re all old classmates here, why hide anything? Come out with it, we’re not going to discriminate against you.”

“Huh…”

Li Wenxuan lost his cool in an instant, grabbing the wine glass by his hand and hurling it over.

“Ah…”

The classmates hadn’t expected him to suddenly become violent and were immediately flustered.

But Tang Feng remained seated without moving, just slightly tilting his head.

The wine glass whizzed past his ear and crashed into the wall behind him, scattering shards of glass.

Li Wenxuan wouldn’t let it go and was about to charge forward and settle the score.

A few male classmates sitting near him stood up and pulled him back.

“Tang Feng, what you said just now was a bit too much, you better apologize to Wenxuan.” Fang Hongbin comforted Li Wenxuan while turning back to scold Tang Feng.

Tang Feng didn’t even glance at him, continuing to eat his food, “What I said is the truth, why should I apologize?”

Li Wenxuan had just been calmed down by everyone when, hearing these words, he exploded again, “You still dare to spread rumors? You think I won’t kill you?”

Tang Feng slowly raised his head, his eyes dark as ink stared at him, “Whether I’m spreading rumors, you must be very clear within your heart, right? Do I need to spell it out for you?”

Li Wenxuan met his gaze and suddenly felt a tremor of guilt.

But now he was in a position where he could not back down. If he caved in now, wouldn’t that confirm the rumors that he was a kept man? How could he hold his head high in front of his classmates in the future?

He had to take a gamble now, betting that Tang Feng was bluffing him.

“Tang, today you must make it clear in front of all our classmates, or I will never let you off the hook.” He pointed at Tang Feng furiously, looking ready to devour him.

“You really want me to say it? You won’t regret it?” Tang Feng asked, his eyes narrowing with amusement.

“Speak! I’m an upright person; I don’t fear having a shadow. Why would I fear your slander?”

Li Wenxuan appeared so confidently righteous that one couldn’t help but want to believe him.

The classmates started to feel perhaps Tang Feng was mistaken or had merely heard some rumors?

Li Wenxuan didn’t seem like the type to be a kept man at all.

Tang Feng slowly put down his chopsticks and took another sip of wine, stretching out the moment ceremoniously.

Just when everyone was becoming impatient, he began to speak slowly, “Do you recognize a woman named Wang Xiumin?”

Li Wenxuan, who had been highly emotional just moments before, suddenly went quiet upon hearing this name, as if struck by lightning.

“You… how do you know Mr. Wang?” He looked at Tang Feng as if he’d seen a ghost.

The rest of the classmates immediately deduced from his expression that there might be a story between him and this woman named Wang Xiumin.

Tang Feng tapped his fingers on the table, smiling as he looked at him, “It seems you know this Mr. Wang. May I be so bold as to ask what your relationship with her is?”

Li Wenxuan forced himself to remain calm, “I… I’m not very familiar with Mr. Wang, I’ve only seen her a few times at some banquets.”

“Oh? Really?” Tang Feng asked with a smile, as if seeing through everything.

“Of course it’s true. What are you asking this for?” Li Wenxuan avoided his gaze, feeling guilty, and went to take a sip of wine only to remember that he had thrown his glass away earlier. Reluctantly, he withdrew his hand.

At this moment, a classmate curiously asked, “Tang Feng, who exactly is this Mr. Wang?”

Tang Feng took the bottle of Mogao Golden Knight Wine, pouring himself a glass, “This Mr. Wang is quite the legendary woman, a self-made entrepreneur who built a business empire from nothing. She’s over 60 years old with assets worth several billion, a well-known wealthy woman in Zhonghai.”

“But more fascinating than her business legend is another of her quirks…”

He paused deliberately, looking up at Li Wenxuan, “Which is keeping male models.”

“It’s said that at one point, she was supporting a dozen or so male models at the same time, each and every one a handsome fellow with sweet words and good ‘skills.’ I’m not wrong, am I, Li Wenxuan?”

Li Wenxuan snorted, “How would I know?”

Seeing that he was still being stubborn, Tang Feng continued the revelation, “Moreover, I’ve heard that Mr. Wang has a penchant for some perverse games of wealthy women’s joy. Nearly every male model she’s kept has one or several scars on their body. Dare you take off your shirt and let everyone see?”

Li Wenxuan could no longer sit still; he stood up abruptly, pointing angrily at Tang Feng, “You’re slandering me, I have no scars on my body.”

“Then take off your clothes and prove it. If you have no scars, I’ll kneel and apologize to you,” Tang Feng pressed on.

“Why should I take off my clothes? If you dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I’ll sue you for defamation?” Li Wenxuan was now completely disconcerted, looking like a cornered wild dog.

But the others were no fools.

Just from his panicked demeanor, Tang Feng’s words seemed validated.

The looks they gave Li Wenxuan were filled with peculiar amusement.

“What look is that? Don’t listen to his nonsense. I’ve never lived off a woman, you have to believe me…”

Li Wenxuan hastily explained to the crowd.

But his explanation only seemed pale and powerless.