Chapter 10: Dongfang Fei'er

“Hello, my name is Dongfang Fei'er.” The long-haired beauty let go of Little Loli and gracefully walked over to Yang Ning, extending her delicate hand.

The moment Yang Ning grasped that soft, seemingly boneless hand, he felt his soul nearly leave his body. Stammering, he managed, “H-Hello…”

Dongfang Fei'er stood at a height of 1.75 meters, her jet-black hair tinged with a subtle dark red. Her skin was as smooth and flawless as mutton-fat jade, almost begging to be touched. But what truly captivated him was her exquisite face, adorned with a pair of mesmerizing eyes that seemed to pierce the soul, carrying a faint hint of playful allure that added an indescribable layer of temptation.

Seductive!

Yang Ning had to admit, this was a woman whose charm seeped into her very bones!

“Little handsome, am I pretty?”

Seeing Yang Ning’s face flush red with embarrassment and his awkward demeanor, Dongfang Fei'er couldn’t help but wonder if this little cutie was a pure, innocent virgin.

With her bold personality, she gradually let out a sly, fox-like smile, clearly intending to tease Yang Ning.

“Pretty! Incredibly pretty!” Yang Ning’s words were utterly sincere.

“Such a sweet talker. I like that.”

“Little handsome, how’s my figure?”

“Amazing! Absolutely!”

“Fei'er, come up for a moment,” Lin Manxuan’s voice called from the second floor.

“Coming!”

Dongfang Fei'er replied, heading toward the stairs. As she passed by Yang Ning, she tilted her head and asked, “Little handsome, I can walk like a runway model. Want to see?”

Her coquettish tone made Yang Ning’s bones melt, and he nodded without hesitation. “Yes!”

It wasn’t until Dongfang Fei'er had been gone for a while that Yang Ning snapped out of his dazed, goofy state. His eyes met Little Loli’s nearby, her small face brimming with disdain.

Yang Ning’s face turned red as he coughed lightly. “Kid, it’s time to cook dinner.”

“Scoundrel!”

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When Lin Manxuan brought up the incident on the highway where they were ambushed by Liu Hu and his gang, Dongfang Fei'er clenched her fists in anger.

“Luckily, Yang Ning was there. Otherwise, Tong Tong and I might have fallen into a den of wolves.” Even now, Lin Manxuan felt a lingering fear.

“Manxuan, could this be Pei Yongxuan’s doing?” Dongfang Fei'er frowned. “You know he’s always had his eyes on you. He even made bold claims in public.”

“It’s not him,” Lin Manxuan shook her head with certainty.

“Why not?”

“I’ve studied Pei Yongxuan before. He’s domineering and always puts himself first. You could call it confidence, or arrogance, depending on how you look at it. Someone with his personality would never associate with lowlife scum like Liu Hu, let alone send him to kidnap me. That’s just not his style.”

Lin Manxuan, a holder of a doctorate in psychology, analyzed the situation with clear logic.

“Could it be Zheng Yukang then?” Dongfang Fei'er suggested again.

At the mention of that name, a flicker of disgust passed through Lin Manxuan’s large eyes. She shook her head. “No, not him either.”

Dongfang Fei'er nodded thoughtfully at her response.

Zheng Yukang might be despicable and have a motive to kidnap Lin Manxuan, but he would ensure her safety throughout the process, especially when it came to matters of a woman’s virtue.

After all, Zheng Yukang had an extreme obsession with purity. He would never collaborate with a degenerate like Liu Hu, who pounced on any woman he saw.

“Forget it, let’s not think about it for now.” Lin Manxuan shook her head. She withheld one detail—she suspected Gao Fu.

Gao Fu was her personal driver. In Lin Manxuan’s heart, she had long considered him family. Lin Mantong, in particular, had grown up under Gao Fu’s care. He used to take the young Tong Tong, just a few years old, to the zoo all the time.

That bond had formed unknowingly over the years.

Lin Manxuan shouldn’t have suspected Gao Fu, but upon reflection, there were several questionable points that made her waver time and again.

In Nanhu City, she had noticed something off about Gao Fu. He often slipped away to secluded corners to make phone calls. Last night, he even claimed there was an emergency at home and needed to return to his hometown, saying he couldn’t drive them back to Huahai.

And the biggest red flag was Liu Hu.

Why, out of everyone, did Liu Hu specifically mention Gao Fu’s name?

Moreover, if no one close to her had leaked information, how could Liu Hu have timed the ambush so perfectly to intercept her car?

Lin Manxuan clearly remembered that in the morning, Gao Fu had called to ask when she planned to return to Huahai, reminding her to drive safely.

It seemed normal at the time, but now, thinking back, it was riddled with suspicious details.

Lin Manxuan rubbed her temples. She truly didn’t want this to be true. She couldn’t accept that the kind Grandpa Gao would scheme against her!

“Manxuan, that little lover of yours isn’t bad. He’s handsome, can fight, and he’s even a pure, innocent virgin.” Dongfang Fei'er teased with a mischievous smile.

“I hired him.” Lin Manxuan replied without much explanation. Her best friend knew her personality well enough.

Sure enough, Dongfang Fei'er looked stunned. “You’re not planning to have him participate in the Appraisal Tournament, are you?”

“What else did you think?” Lin Manxuan gave a faint, enigmatic smile.

Dongfang Fei'er looked skeptical, her expression clearly saying, ‘This seventeen or eighteen-year-old innocent virgin? Are you sure he’s competing and not just embarrassing himself?’

As the two chatted and laughed while descending the stairs, they happened to see Yang Ning lounging on the sofa, bored and watching TV.

Dongfang Fei'er had changed into a tight-fitting dress that perfectly accentuated her devilish figure, leaving Yang Ning practically drooling.

“Manxuan, if you don’t want such an adorable little lover, I won’t hold back, okay?”

Holy crap!

What’s going on here?

Dongfang Fei'er’s words made Yang Ning’s heart bloom with joy. He nearly shouted, ‘I love Huahai! I love elegant ladies!’

Yes, in Yang Ning’s eyes, Dongfang Fei'er was absolutely a once-in-a-century goddess-level elegant lady!

“If you like him, take him,” Lin Manxuan said in her usual cold tone. As she passed by Yang Ning, she frowned and added, “Her name is Dongfang Fei'er. She’s an underwear model, and her greatest hobby is teasing people.”

Wow! An underwear model!

He’d definitely be in for a treat in the future. No wonder she could strike such naturally seductive poses.

Hmm, her greatest hobby, huh? Gotta remember that. Teasing people, is it? Well, in that case, we might just get along. I’m also…

Wait… What? Teasing people?

Before Yang Ning could process this, Dongfang Fei'er leaned in close, her breath like orchids. “Little handsome, tell me, who’s prettier, me or Manxuan?”

That flirtatious tone made Yang Ning abandon his old dilemma and dive headfirst into this new trap of comparing beauty.

This was an incredibly difficult question. Didn’t he notice that even the icy Lin Manxuan had paused her steps? She seemed indifferent, but her little ears were already perked up, secretly listening.

Clearly, appearance held a fatal allure for any woman!

This was basically the classic dilemma of ‘If your mom and wife both fell into the water, who would you save first?’

This was just too much of a setup!

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