"No, you aren't real lovers. You're hired by Yaoyao, a shield she brought in!"
"This, this isn't real. Yaoyao must be doing this to anger me on purpose!"
Zheng Youlong's face contorted, unable to believe what he was seeing.
"Zheng Youlong, the facts are right in front of you, and you still don't believe? Do you want to be stimulated even more?"
"I, Ke Ke, advise you to stay away from my sister Yaoyao. Otherwise, you'll die of anger sooner or later!"
Luo Ke Ke said with a giggle.
Dark clouds gathered in Zheng Youlong's eyes, his bloodshot pupils revealing his rage.
"Young Master Long, let's go. Don't watch anymore, or you'll really die of anger!"
Geng Da Pao tugged at Zheng Youlong's arm, unable to bear seeing him suffer setbacks repeatedly.
"Yes, Young Master Long. Out of sight, out of mind. With your family background, you can find any girl you want. There's no need to cling to Liu Mengyao. Give up!"
Jia Xiaoming adjusted his glasses, realizing Zheng Youlong had no chance.
Even without Lin Feng, Zheng Youlong would never have ended up with Liu Mengyao.
The reason was simple: Liu Mengyao never took Zheng Youlong seriously at all.
"Fine, I'll give up. I wish you happiness. But Yaoyao, remember, you didn't cherish me, not that I, Zheng Youlong, wronged you!"
Zheng Youlong said angrily, then turned and left.
"Young Madam, that's enough. He's gone, so you don't need to keep acting!"
Lin Feng gently pushed Liu Mengyao away. He was truly unaccustomed to being kissed by her so suddenly.
Even though Liu Mengyao's lips were soft and sweet, with a faint fragrance, she was, after all, his boss.
A subordinate dating his boss was quite perverse!
Liu Mengyao, however, didn't react as strongly as Lin Feng. She pursed her lips, savoring the taste of Lin Feng's mouth, feeling inexpressibly happy and sweet.
Like a little girl who had eaten honey, she lowered her head shyly, clasped her hands together, and dared not look at Lin Feng.
Fortunately, Liu Mengyao's phone rang at this moment, breaking the somewhat awkward atmosphere.
"Dad, why are you calling me all of a sudden?"
Seeing it was Liu Weimin calling, Liu Mengyao couldn't help but pout.
It had been so long, she thought her father had forgotten her.
"Yaoyao, I sent Uncle Liu to pick you up. Uncle Liu said you weren't home. Where are you?"
Liu Weimin asked gently.
"We're at the mall."
"Then come to Grandpa's house. Your brothers and sisters are all back. Let's have a family dinner together."
Liu Weimin instructed.
"Okay, Dad. We'll be there now."
Upon hearing this, Liu Mengyao couldn't bother picking out more clothes for Lin Feng. She signaled Lin Feng to drive them quickly to the Liu family's old mansion.
The Liu family was a wealthy and powerful clan in Qingcheng.
The Liu family's old mansion was located by Crescent Bay in Qingcheng, nestled against the mountains and by the water, a prime location with excellent feng shui.
As they approached the old mansion, they could see a sprawling complex of buildings, covering an area as large as five or six football fields.
It resembled a magnificent ancient siheyuan.
Moreover, this siheyuan was not meant for ordinary people. Its scale and grandeur were at least that of a prince's residence.
"Young Madam, what does your grandfather do? Judging by this, your grandfather isn't just powerful!"
After getting out of the car, Lin Feng asked curiously. Liu Weimin's financial standing certainly wouldn't allow for such a grand construction. It could only mean that Liu Weimin's father was the true magnate.
"My grandfather fought in the war. Have you heard of Ye Nanzheng? My grandfather was a comrade-in-arms with Ye Nanzheng."
"After the war ended, my grandfather retired. He managed the Liu family's ancestral property while also renovating the ancestral mansion passed down through generations."
"Our ancestors were prime ministers. You should know which one without me saying it."
When Liu Mengyao spoke of her grandfather, a look of profound pride appeared on her delicate, fair face.
Lin Feng smiled knowingly, guessing who Liu Mengyao's ancestor was. The only prime minister known for such a characteristic was Liu Luoguo.
He truly didn't expect the Liu family's ancestors to have been so glorious.
"Sister Yaoyao, why are you telling Lin the little guy so much? He doesn't even know the senior Ye Nanzheng, so how could he possibly know how amazing Grandpa Liu is!"
Luo Ke Ke trotted up, having overheard Liu Mengyao and Lin Feng's conversation. She couldn't wait to chime in.
"Little ancestor Ke Ke, how do you know I don't know Ye Nanzheng? Let me tell you, I not only know Ye Nanzheng, but I also saved his life!"
Lin Feng laughed heartily. Luo Ke Ke was underestimating him.
In response, Lin Feng received a collective eye-roll from Liu Mengyao and Luo Ke Ke.
Lin Feng saved Ye Nanzheng?
Who would believe that?
What was Ye Nanzheng's status? Was Lin Feng even worthy?
"Ouch!"
Liu Mengyao suddenly cried out in pain, bending over and pressing her hand against her fair ankle.
"Young Madam, what's wrong?"
Lin Feng quickly crouched down to check.
Good heavens, Liu Mengyao was wearing high heels, and the slender heel had gotten stuck in a brick crevice.
"Don't move, I'll pull it out for you."
Lin Feng grabbed the heel and was about to pull it from the crevice when Liu Mengyao winced in pain, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appearing on her forehead.
"No, I think I twisted my foot. It hurts too much. Be gentle!"
Liu Mengyao gasped, the pain in her ankle feeling like needle pricks.
"Sister Yaoyao, you sprained your ankle! It's okay. Like last time, Lin will just give you a couple of needles."
Luo Ke Ke said casually. After all, Lin Feng had treated Liu Mengyao's sprained ankle last time.
Hearing about needles again, Liu Mengyao repeatedly shook her head in resistance.
She truly feared needles and would rather endure the pain in her foot than be pricked!
"Young Madam, how about this? I'll give you a massage. It's not a severe sprain this time; it'll be fine after a while."
Lin Feng said, picking Liu Mengyao up and placing her in the passenger seat of the car. He then crouched down and began to carefully massage Liu Mengyao's tender little foot with his hands.
Liu Mengyao quietly watched Lin Feng massage her foot, her moist eyes filling with memories.
She recalled Lin Feng's several life-saving rescues, his sucking snake venom for her, and his acupuncture treatments on her feet.
Most importantly, Liu Mengyao remembered the scene of her childhood friend, Little Qi Ge Ge, rescuing her with his own life.
Just like now, Little Qi Ge Ge's concerned and worried eyes hadn't changed at all.
No matter what, he still cared about her so much.
Liu Mengyao looked at Lin Feng's earnest and gentle actions, a sweet smile gracing her lips.
Luo Ke Ke watched from the side, and it would be a lie to say she wasn't envious.
But she still wholeheartedly blessed Liu Mengyao and Lin Feng.
After all, twenty years was a very long time!
"Alright, Young Madam, feel it. Does it still hurt?"
Lin Feng released Liu Mengyao's little foot, helped her up by the arm, and signaled her to take a couple of steps.
"No, it still hurts a bit."
As Liu Mengyao's foot touched the ground, she frowned in pain.
"Forget it, I'll carry you. Otherwise, Uncle Liu and the others will be waiting."
Lin Feng glanced at the time. With no other option, he had to carry Liu Mengyao.
Liu Mengyao didn't refuse. She leaned against Lin Feng's back, allowing him to carry her.
Lin Feng held one of Liu Mengyao's legs with one arm and supported her buttocks with the other.
Feeling the softness and allure of Liu Mengyao's little behind, he couldn't help but chuckle.
"Hey, what are you laughing at?"
Liu Mengyao asked, confused.
"I'm laughing that you, Young Madam, no longer resist me touching your backside. What's gotten into you? Why have you suddenly changed your ways?"
Lin Feng asked truthfully. If it were in the past, Liu Mengyao would have exploded if he touched her backside.