23: Chapter 021: Refusing a Toast Only to Drink a Penalty?

23: Chapter 021: Refusing a Toast Only to Drink a Penalty?

“Go tell that poser Su Feiyu that Brother Ye is not familiar with him and has no interest in coming over!”

As if to respond to the girl in uniform, Su Jindi suddenly stood up, his excitement unparalleled.

As his words fell, he looked at Ye Fan with immense gratitude.

It seemed as if Ye Fan’s decision to stay was an enormous honor for him!

“Uh…”

Hearing Su Jindi’s words, the girl in the uniform opened her little mouth, painted with red lipstick, in shock, her face completely overtaken by surprise.

Across from them, in the Golden Card Bag, Su Feiyu’s smile froze on his face, and his eyebrows instantly raised.

Because he was interested in Gou Wei’s proposal, he decided to employ the first two of the three weapons “money, beauty, and violence” against Ye Fan.

He presented the weapon of beauty first — having arranged with the bar owner to have Zhang Li, after her singing performance, come over to his private room in order to lure Ye Fan there.

In his view, with Zhang Li igniting all the men’s hormones in the room, if she offered to drink with a man, it would greatly satisfy that man’s vanity!

He did not believe that Ye Fan could resist such charm!

And as long as Ye Fan came over, no matter if Ye Fan wanted to sleep with Zhang Li, or desired other women or money, he could meet Ye Fan’s conditions and thus control him!

Now, seeing Ye Fan remain indifferent, how could he possibly smile?

“Who is that guy?

Putting on such airs?”

As Su Feiyu raised his eyebrows, Zhang Li, who had just dazzled the crowd, was very displeased.

With her beauty, figure, and status as a TVB leading lady, ordinary men weren’t even worthy to grovel at her feet, yet the unknown man in the private room across the way had outright rejected Su Feiyu’s invitation.

He had zero interest in drinking with her, which was practically an insult to her pride!

“He does have quite an attitude.”

Without waiting for Su Feiyu to reply, Gou Wei also nodded in agreement, equally annoyed.

As Zhang Li and Gou Wei’s words echoed in his ears, Su Feiyu’s expression gradually grew darker, his gaze sharp as a knife as he stared at Ye Fan in the room opposite.

“Mr…

Mr.

Su…”

A minute later, the same uniformed girl who had relayed the message came to the entrance of the Golden Card Bag, attempting to relay Ye Fan’s message.

But remembering what Ye Fan had said, she felt a surge of dread, causing her voice to tremble as she spoke.

Su Feiyu looked coldly at the uniformed girl and asked darkly, “Why won’t he come over?”

“He…

He said he’s not familiar with Mr.

Su…”

Sensing the anger on Su Feiyu’s face, the girl’s calves began to tremble, but she still bravely relayed Ye Fan’s words, though her voice was barely louder than a mosquito’s buzz by the end of her sentence.

“What??”

This time, Zhang Li was genuinely shocked.

Having heard of Su Feiyu’s distinguished status and generous nature in Hanghu, she had agreed to join him for drinks.

But now, the man in the opposite private room not only declined Su Feiyu’s invitation but also claimed not to be familiar with him…

Too scared to respond and even afraid to look at Su Feiyu’s face, which was ominously dark, the girl stood trembling, as if she might collapse to the ground any second from fear.

“Damn it, he’s really asking for a slap in the face!”

Gou Wei was furious.

Known as Young Master Gou in Hanghu, and sometimes seen as Su Feiyu’s lapdog, he watched as his master was insulted by an unknown quack doctor and lost his temper.

If even Gou Wei was this angry, what about Su Feiyu?

“Get lost!”

Su Feiyu, with a face full of evil aura, barked at the uniformed girl, who turned pale with fright, her legs went weak, nearly falling over before she hurried away without daring to say another word.

“Miss Zhang, Boss Xu has two bottles of fine wine here.

Tell her that tonight, I want to open those two bottles.” After the uniformed girl had left, Su Feiyu turned to Zhang Li and spoke in an unquestionable tone.

As a former leading actress at Nangang TVB, Zhang Li had not risen to her position through acting skills but rather through spreading her legs.

As such, she was quite experienced in accompanying drinks.

Hearing Su Feiyu’s words, she was well aware that he was trying to send her away but pretended not to know anything and nodded to leave the Golden Card Bag.

Watching Zhang Li leave, Su Feiyu spoke again, his voice as cold as ice, “Since he won’t drink a toast, let him taste a penalty drink!”

“Mr.

Su, what should be done?”

Upon hearing this, Gou Wei’s heart stirred, fully aware that Su Feiyu was about to use his final card—violence!

“Break one of his legs and make him roll out of Hanghu!”

Su Feiyu uttered the words grimly through clenched teeth and then, worried that doing it too overtly might alert Su Hongyuan, he added, “Remember, not too obviously.”

“Mr.

Su, rest assured, I guarantee that after tonight, this person will no longer be seen on the streets of Hanghu,” Gou Wei stood up to take leave, and seeing that Su Feiyu had nothing more to say, silently left the Golden Card Bag.

“Su Yuxin, because… my father’s admonition, I originally wanted you to self-destruct, but this quack is really begging to be taught a lesson.

So, I might as well lend you a hand!”

Su Feiyu picked up a glass of wine, sneering while glancing at Ye Fan in the opposite private room, as if he had already seen the scene of Ye Fan being carried out of Hanghu horizontally.

“Mr.

Su, may I come in?”

At that moment, Zhang Li appeared at the door of the Golden Card Bag, holding a bottle of red wine from a private estate in the Bordeaux region of France, but she did not enter directly, instead showing a pitiable expression.

Upon hearing her, Su Feiyu withdrew his gaze, smilingly said, “Miss Zhang, these two bottles are specially opened for you, the perfect pairing of fine wine and a beautiful lady.”

“Mr.

Su, you really know how to make a girl happy.”

Zhang Li replied coquettishly and then leaned against Su Feiyu, letting him slide his hand up her short skirt to caress her buttocks.

Meanwhile, in the opposite private room, Ye Fan couldn’t hear the conversation between Su Feiyu and Gou Wei because the music in the bar was too loud, but he observed all the changes in Su Feiyu’s expressions.

When he caught Su Feiyu’s menacing gaze, he vaguely guessed what was happening, but he showed no concern, nor did he inform Su Jindi, simply soaking in the decadent atmosphere of the bar’s revelry.

An hour later, feeling bored, Ye Fan got up to leave with Su Jindi.

No sooner had they left the Golden Card Bag than Su Feiyu, followed by Zhang Li, left as well.

“Brother Ye, wait here for a moment, I’ll go get the car.”

Once outside the bar and down the steps, Su Jindi pointed toward the car parked in the corner of the parking lot, planning to bring it up to the entrance to pick up Ye Fan.

“Alright.”

Ye Fan nodded, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Zhang Li clinging to Su Feiyu’s arm in the hallway behind them, further cementing his guess, yet unaware of the trick Su Feiyu had up his sleeve.

“Vroom—”

As Ye Fan was pondering, suddenly, a roaring sound erupted, like the howl of a wild beast, instantly tearing through the sky.

Blinding headlights flashed as a Maserati sports car suddenly sprang to life, like a frenzied steel monster, hurtling towards Ye Fan with a howl…

The speed, swift as lightning!

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