835: Chapter 835: [The Well-Prepared Mysterious Force] 835: Chapter 835: [The Well-Prepared Mysterious Force] “Would you believe me if I told you the truth?” Ye Chenfeng asked in return.

Lu Wanqing nodded firmly: “Of course, why wouldn’t we believe you?”

“Would you believe if I said I’m a descendant of the British royal family?” Ye Chenfeng said.

Lu Wanqing furrowed her pretty eyebrows in surprise: “What?

You’re a descendant of the British royal family?

Don’t lie to me, you’re clearly from Divine Land!”

“Sigh!” Ye Chenfeng sighed heavily: “I knew you wouldn’t believe me even if I told the truth.”

“Huh?” Lu Wanqing was taken aback and asked seriously, “Could you really be a royal descendant?”

A sly smile curved on Ye Chenfeng’s lips: “Principal Lu, do you know how pigs die?”

“You… you’re teasing me!” After three seconds, Lu Wanqing realized that Ye Chenfeng was just messing with her.

“So naive!” Ye Chenfeng looked at Lu Wanqing with disdain.

Lu Wanqing smiled with a hint of irritation and ground her little teeth: “I won’t argue with you today because of the Monkey Wine.”

Immediately, Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing elegantly sipped the Monkey Wine, savoring it drop by drop, worried about wasting even a bit.

After all, this stuff is worth a fortune and shouldn’t be wasted at all.

“You guys should drink less, the aftereffects of Monkey Wine are very strong.

Besides, Old Bai’s Monkey Wine is completely natural, no additives, so it’s likely even stronger!” Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but warn them.

Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing didn’t listen, they continued to taste it, and this time, they didn’t take small sips but instead drank it in gulps.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s envious look, they thought he was going to snatch some.

Of course, Ye Chenfeng was indeed envious; after all, once this kind of wine is finished, the next time might be next year, it’s rare and precious.

Before long, the Monkey Wine in the pot was almost finished.

Soon after, their faces turned as red as apples, tenderly glowing as if they could burst with a touch.

They looked a bit more charming and captivating.

The two of them got dizzy and fell asleep soon after.

Luckily, all three were seated together, Ye Chenfeng in the middle, with the two women leaning on his shoulders to sleep.

“Let’s take a selfie!”

Ye Chenfeng took out his phone and snapped a photo, posting it on his social media titled “I have selfie cancer.”

A response came quickly, surprisingly from Gu Jundie: “What is selfie cancer?”

Subconsciously, Gu Jundie thought it was a real illness.

Ye Chenfeng replied: “Selfie cancer is a type of cancer that commonly manifests in social networks, spaces, and Weibo, mostly in the form of human faces, occasionally in back or limb shapes.

The causes of the cancer are often linked to the use of photo-editing software (like RuinPicShow), and prolonged exposure to high-risk environments like restaurants, cafes, libraries, and malls.

Women are more likely to develop this illness.

Experts suggest preventive measures: go makeup-free.”

“Take care of President Chu and Miss Lu!

If anything happens to them, I won’t let you off!” Gu Jundie replied with a significant warning tone.

Why doesn’t this chick care about me?

Ye Chenfeng thought to himself.

By around evening, the plane landed at Milan Airport.

“Huh?

We’ve already arrived?”

When Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing woke up, they found they had already deplaned, standing at Milan Malpensa International Airport.

Moreover, Ye Chenfeng was now holding their slender waists on either side as they walked, casually kicking the luggage in front of him.

European views are much more liberal than those in Divine Land.

Holding two beauties is common, but it’s the first time seeing someone from Divine Land like Ye Chenfeng do it.

The two rubbed their sleepy eyes and noticed everyone’s eyes were on the three of them.

“Let go!”

Lu Wanqing, feeling the eyes around them, blushed with embarrassment and quickly broke free from Ye Chenfeng’s embrace.

But without Ye Chenfeng’s support, Lu Wanqing felt dizzy, as if there were a big rock in her head, and her legs turned weak, she wobbled and almost fell to the ground.

Ye Chenfeng quickly pulled her back, leaving her blushing and silent.

Ye Chenfeng glanced at the two: “I told you to drink less.

And you two need to lose weight!”

“You…”

Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing stared at Ye Chenfeng angrily, wanting to hit him, but found their strength drained, unable to even lift their arms.

There were still designated people waiting outside the airport, but this time, they were from Chu Corporation, all from Divine Land.

They were to attend Milan Fashion Week with Chu Qingxue, including the Divine Land Day launch event.

It was Chu Corporation’s first time participating, and they had made extensive preparations.

“How did President Chu get this drunk?”

To Ye Chenfeng’s surprise, Gu Jundie was there too; no wonder she responded to his post, she was waiting in Milan.

“They stole my wine, I had no choice!” Ye Chenfeng looked helpless.

The group returned to their prearranged hotel, and Gu Jundie arranged for Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing to rest.

“Where are you going?” Gu Jundie stood at the door, watching Ye Chenfeng as he left.

Ye Chenfeng smiled warmly: “I happen to need a dance partner, joining me?”

“Not interested!” Gu Jundie glared at him before returning to her room.

Ye Chenfeng left the hotel alone, the night was deep,

His destination was Via Montenapoleone, the world-famous luxury shopping street.

The hotel was close to Via Montenapoleone, so Ye Chenfeng walked there.

“Respected Forbidden God King, please stop!”

Suddenly, someone appeared before Ye Chenfeng.

The man’s British style made him look tall and elegant, though his presence was restrained, he still gave off the aura of a sharp sword.

“Why should I stop?”

Ye Chenfeng asked doubtfully, knowing that anyone who can call out his title wouldn’t be a stranger.

The man smiled with a pure London accent: “Why doesn’t the Forbidden God King take a look around?”

Upon hearing this, Ye Chenfeng glanced around.

Although there were crowds, six or seven people stood out, taking strategic positions that trapped Ye Chenfeng.

“Is this reason satisfying enough, Your Excellency Forbidden God King?” The man’s smile deepened.

Ye Chenfeng also smiled: “Satisfying enough, but I still see you as nothing but weaklings!”

“Then the Forbidden God King can try!” The man said, rolling up his sleeves to reveal a striking mark on his arm.

Ye Chenfeng shook his head helplessly: “It’s you guys!

Looks like you came prepared!

Spill it, what’s the matter?”

“This way, please, respected Forbidden God King!” The man gestured politely.