Super War God in the City

Chapter 42: Apologizing in Person

Facing the scrutiny of the crowd, and especially the man-eating gaze of Feng Wende, Feng Wenshan said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Ya, are you sure you’re not mistaken? I know that worthless son-in-law of the Xiao Family all too well; he definitely couldn’t have such abilities."

Even if it killed him, Feng Wenshan couldn’t believe Ling Fan truly possessed such tremendous power to strike at the Feng Family.

"Dad, just tell the whole truth, I would never make a mistake. Not only the He Family, but the Zhou Family too, even Yun Fei stood with Ling Fan at the auction."

Although Shu Ya didn’t know why he had married into the Xiao Family and put up with all the humiliation in silence for two years, the man he was now was certainly no simple matter!" Shu Ya frowned deeply, her heart secretly alarmed by the news she had gathered.

"Third brother, if you don’t handle this matter well, I will ask the old man to take charge. The Feng Family is now on the brink of life and death, you’d better explain everything to me clearly!" Feng Wende said through clenched teeth.

Upon hearing this, Feng Wenshan’s legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground. He remembered Ling Fan’s warning and threats from the day before. Just one day had passed, and the Feng Family had fallen into a desperate situation. What terrifying background could that waste possibly have hidden?

As Feng Wenshan began to explain the ins and outs of the whole situation, at the Xiao Family Villa, in the bedroom.

After the events of the past two days, Xiao Chubing’s inner resistance and barriers towards Ling Fan had almost entirely dissolved.

At that moment, she was lying in bed, snuggling into Ling Fan’s arms like a little woman, her face blushing as she murmured, "Husband, I’m not dreaming, am I?"

"There are even bigger dreams to come! Only, the dreams are very real!"

Ling Fan looked at the beautiful woman in his arms and couldn’t help chuckling, "Wife, how about we just never wake up from this dream?"

With that, he made a motion as if to commence their wedding night consummation.

Xiao Chubing reacted immediately, her voice as quiet as a mosquito, burying her head shyly, "Hu... Husband, I’m not ready yet, can you give me a bit of time!"

Ling Fan took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his heart as he respected his woman and certainly wouldn’t do such a thing without Xiao Chubing’s willingness.

"I’m sorry... if you really..."

"This is fine, let’s sleep. I’ve been rather tired lately. There is a lot to handle at the company tomorrow, and you need to get up to speed with Fanxing too!" Ling Fan interrupted, comforting her.

"Mm, husband, you’re really sweet!" Xiao Chubing cuddled in Ling Fan’s arms, her face sweet and warm, a far cry from her usual proud and cold demeanor.

Ling Fan carefully tucked the bedclothes around Xiao Chubing, holding the soft and warm beauty in his arms, feeling an unprecedented peace in his heart!

The next morning, Xiao Chubing felt as joyous as a little bird, carefully dressed up and went to the company with Ling Fan.

Not long after they arrived at the company, Feng Wenshan showed up at the entrance to Tianyun Company with a troubled face.

Last night, after a full night of family discussions, they unanimously decided they must obtain Ling Fan’s forgiveness as the matter was initiated by Feng Wenshan, naturally, it was his responsibility to clean up the mess.

After hesitating for a moment, he braced himself and walked towards the company’s main entrance.

But he hadn’t taken many steps before he was stopped by someone, "What are you doing here?"

Feng Wenshan focused his gaze and saw it was a security guard.

He didn’t get angry but politely said, "I’m looking for President Xiao!"

"Hmm?" The person who stopped Feng Wenshan was none other than Qian Dayong, who had come out to inspect the guard posts.

As soon as he heard this man was looking for Xiao Chubing, he immediately became vigilant, remembering Ling Fan’s words.

"What’s your name? Wait here for a moment; I need to report this upstairs!" Qian Dayong said unapologetically.

Feng Wenshan almost cursed, looking up at the grand facade of the company, "Is the spectacle that grand? It’s run like a publicly-traded company!"

But as he was requesting a favor today, he had to endure, unable to find Ling Fan, he could only make a move indirectly through Xiao Chubing, and at the same time, he wanted to smooth their relationship through her.

Qian Dayong took note of the name, called over another security guard, "Li Fu, keep an eye on him; I’ll go upstairs to report!"

Watching Qian Dayong leave, Feng Wenshan muttered to himself, "The security here is way more impressive than the Feng Corporation’s security team!"

He turned his head to the security guard beside him, "What position does that person you just mentioned hold in your company?"

"The one just now is our Head of the Security Department. Just a reminder, don’t even think about scheming against President Xiao, regardless of your status, it would be wise to put away those thoughts!" Li Fu said with a cold snort.

Feng Wenshan: "...."

Third Floor, Xiao Chubing’s office.

"Young Master Ling, there’s someone named Feng Wenshan who wants to see the general manager! I stopped him, what do you think, should we meet him?" Qian Dayong reported to Ling Fan.

Xiao Chubing, who was working, had a perplexed look on her face. Shouldn’t they report directly to her?

Ling Fan raised his eyebrow, "You did well. Kick him out, tell him to beat it!"

Qian Dayong snapped to attention, "Yes sir!"

As he left the room, he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, "Thank goodness I always keep Young Master Ling’s orders in mind. I nearly made a huge mistake. During the assessment period, it seems better to wrongfully dismiss a thousand than to let even one slip through!"

After straightening his collar, he headed downstairs to get rid of Feng Wenshan.

Back in the office, Xiao Chubing realized, "Feng Wenshan must be here for the Feng Family!"

"Hmm, coming to beg for mercy? He thought he was so tough, there’s no way in."

Downstairs, Qian Dayong pointed at Feng Wenshan and scolded, "Lucky I’m clever, I nearly messed up big time. Our Deputy Head told you to get lost, scram now!"

Feng Wenshan was livid. When had he ever been treated so poorly? Wasn’t he supposed to report to Xiao Chubing? Why is there a Deputy Head involved?

Barely holding back his anger, "May I ask who your Deputy Head is?"

"Our President Xiao’s man, hurry up and scram, don’t make me get physical!" Qian Dayong was impatient.

"Ling… Ling Fan?" Feng Wenshan shuddered.

"Hmph, good that you know. Now get lost!"

Feng Wenshan walked away, caught in limbo, frantically spinning in circles. Left without an option, he made a phone call.

Ten minutes later...

Feng Shuya appeared in front of Feng Wenshan, wearing a knee-length dress and sunglasses.

"Let me try then, what’s the highest price we can pay?" asked Feng Shuya.

"At any cost!" Feng Wenshan gritted his teeth.

"Even if I am the cost?" Feng Shuya said lightly.

Feng Wenshan chuckled, "I hope he’s gutsy enough. He thinks Young Master Long is as easy to provoke as the Feng Family?"

Ignoring her father, Feng Shuya walked straight towards the entrance of the Tianyun Company.

Qian Dayong kept an eye on Feng Wenshan from a distance, seeing that this guy might not have given up his sinister intentions. He couldn’t afford to be negligent and remained vigilant. At that moment, he noticed that crafty old man had actually brought a beautiful woman with him.

"Please let him know, my name is Feng Shuya, I’m here to see your Young Master Ling!" Feng Shuya took off her sunglasses, revealing an extraordinarily beautiful face.

Qian Dayong’s eyes went wide, and he swallowed hard.

"You... please wait, I’ll go and ask for instructions!" he said, and hurriedly ran into the building.

PS: Sorry for the late update today. I didn’t want to pop up because it affects your reading experience, but I thought I should say something!

The main issue is that Xinghuo Jun fell sick, bedridden, and was dripped with IVs at the clinic during the day. My wife had surgery in September and went for a check-up at the hospital a few days ago; I must have caught something there. Winter viruses are fierce, so everyone take good care of your health!

Moreover, let me ramble a bit more. I don’t know if you can tell, but Xinghuo Jun’s books are different from others’. There are no deliberate imitations or trends; I’m striving to forge my own path and style, infused with some of my own insights and understanding of creativity!

Thus, it’s particularly draining. My writing speed isn’t very fast; I basically write the plot from 8:30 AM to 10 PM each day, and every day after finishing, I re-read and revise it multiple times. If I’m not satisfied, I’ll start over. I can only guarantee about three updates per day for now.

However, with creative growth, it will continue to improve. Watching the slow data growth every day assures me that Xinghuo Jun’s insights are not too misguided. Thank you for your love and support, which gives me more confidence and motivation to keep going. In short, thank you!