Chapter Eighty-Three: Visitors from the Yang Family

Dragon Fei was utterly stunned by the words of those two girls. He couldn't help but turn to look, but immediately turned his head back, feeling no urge to look again. Those two girls, aside from that pair of assets they could flaunt, seemed to have little else commendable. In Dragon Fei’s opinion, they simply didn’t know how to grow properly; or, as a certain comic performer might say, their looks seem to have been shaped entirely by whim.

Even more comical was the girl who had just finished changing in the fitting room. She poked her head out, intending to call her companion to help check her outfit, only to find Dragon Fei standing right at the door. The sound of her opening the door drew Dragon Fei’s attention, startling her so much she nearly screamed. She shrank back inside, hurriedly changed, then darted out, tossed her garment onto the shelf, and fled as though escaping.

Seeing the shop owner looking at her helplessly, Dragon Fei felt a pang of guilt. After all, his quarrel with Ye Qian had turned the proprietor into collateral damage; several sales were likely lost due to his presence. There had been about ten female customers before, but as soon as Dragon Fei entered, more than half left, and those remaining seemed only there for the spectacle.

“Excuse me, are you here to buy underwear?” The shop owner was on the verge of tears, forced to come over and greet Dragon Fei and his companions. She had no desire to actually do business with them; she simply wanted these unwelcome guests to leave quickly, lest her business suffer further.

Dragon Fei was displeased. “Madam, what you said just isn't right.”

The shop owner was taken aback, frowning. “What's wrong with what I said?”

“You asked if we’re here to buy underwear. Do you even carry underwear in my size?” Dragon Fei, seeing the proprietor was relatively young—no more than thirty, and quite cute—couldn’t resist teasing her.

As expected, the shop owner immediately blushed, but she was no pushover. Seeing Dragon Fei daring to flirt, she retorted, “If you’re not buying underwear, what are you doing here? I thought you meant to buy something, or perhaps for a friend?”

Dragon Fei was momentarily speechless, forced to laugh awkwardly and turn to Ye Qian. “Weren’t you going to buy underwear? Hurry up then!”

He was throwing caution to the wind—once someone truly does that, they become fearless, shedding all concern for dignity or face. Dragon Fei was now just so: since Ye Qian wanted to see him embarrassed, he had every right to retaliate.

Ye Qian nearly fainted. She hadn't expected Dragon Fei to be so thick-skinned; not a trace of embarrassment, even after the proprietor unwittingly helped her, and he remained utterly brazen!

“Fine, I’ll buy it. Weren’t you going to help me choose? Pick one for me then!” Ye Qian pressed on, determined that if she lost face, she’d drag someone else down with her.

“Madam, do you have a size twenty-eight? Get her a size twenty-eight bra!” Dragon Fei chuckled mischievously.

Everyone was amused and thoroughly baffled by his remark. A size twenty-eight bra? That would be more like a T-shirt, perhaps even a camisole!

The shop owner, naturally witty, decided Dragon Fei was just here to cause trouble. She grabbed a nearby camisole and handed it to him. “Here you go!”

The proprietor was equally outrageous, and the remaining customers couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Dragon Fei, you scoundrel!” Ye Qian stamped her feet and ran off, furious. Dragon Fei, I won’t let you get away with this! You shameless creature, your skin is too thick—and that shop owner, one day I’ll come back and smash up your wretched store for teaming up with him to bully me!

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“Sorry, madam, she won’t be buying after all!” Dragon Fei grinned, refusing to take the camisole, and pulled the bemused Liu Ruoyi along as they dashed out.

Competing with me? That’s like playing the rogue with a professional—let’s see whose skin is thicker!

As soon as Dragon Fei left, laughter erupted inside the lingerie shop.

Once out of the shop and beyond the proprietor’s line of sight, Ye Qian stopped and glared at Dragon Fei, her eyes blazing. When Dragon Fei hesitated to approach, Ye Qian ground her teeth and said, “Dragon Fei, come here!”

Dragon Fei looked a little nervous and laughed, “Ye Qian, what’s wrong? Just a joke—are you really mad? Surely you’re not so petty?”

“Did you hear me? Come here!” Ye Qian was unmoved by his words. She no longer needed to pretend to be magnanimous; she wanted an outlet, she wanted revenge, and who else would she target but Dragon Fei, the culprit?

“I’m not coming. You’re just going to bite me again!” Dragon Fei shook his head vigorously, warily watching Ye Qian.

His words sparked an idea in Ye Qian, who immediately lunged at him. Dragon Fei was startled and tried to flee, but Ye Qian said just one thing, and he obediently froze.

“Dragon Fei, if you dare run, I’ll tell everyone your embarrassing secrets!”

That was Ye Qian’s exact threat.

Dragon Fei stopped at once, shouting, “If you slander me, I’ll fight you!” He cast a nervous glance at Liu Ruoyi, but fortunately, she seemed used to their antics and showed no intention of intervening.

Without another word, Ye Qian bit down hard, and Dragon Fei cried out, “Ye Qian, you really are a dog—why are you biting again? I knew you’d never do anything good! Let go—there’s blood already!”

Liu Ruoyi, who hadn’t intended to mediate, suddenly panicked upon seeing Ye Qian biting Dragon Fei’s shoulder so fiercely his face twisted in pain. She hurried over, jumping and pleading, “Please stop fighting—let go, Ye Qian, don’t bite him anymore!”

Ye Qian, seeing Liu Ruoyi almost in tears and even calling her ‘sister’ for the first time, felt a strange blend of sourness and satisfaction. She released Dragon Fei, but his shoulder was indeed stained with blood.

That girl really bit hard!

“Dragon Fei, are you alright?” Liu Ruoyi rushed to his side, visibly worried.

Dragon Fei leaned in and whispered, “I’m fine, silly girl. I’m just playing with her. If I don’t pretend, she’ll never let up today!”

“Really?” Liu Ruoyi was still uneasy. “But you’re bleeding!”

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“It’s nothing, just excess—so it’s coming out!” Dragon Fei shot a fierce glare at Ye Qian.

Seeing Dragon Fei and Liu Ruoyi so affectionate, Ye Qian felt an inexplicable surge of anger. She was about to attack again when Dragon Fei’s phone rang.

He quickly pulled out his phone and gestured for her to stop. Ye Qian relented; after all, a woman can make a scene, but there’s a limit—too much, and a man will grow annoyed or even resentful. Ye Qian understood this.

After finishing the call, Dragon Fei apologized, “Ruoyi, sorry. I was planning to take you both to my rented place and cook you a nice meal, but someone needs me now—I have to go.”

“Is something wrong?” Liu Ruoyi asked anxiously.

Dragon Fei shook his head and smiled. “No, it’s fine.”

“Are you sure?” Ye Qian, forgetting their spat, glanced at Dragon Fei. From his expression, she could tell the caller was no ordinary person; Dragon Fei wouldn’t be so excited and serious otherwise.

“It’s really fine.” Dragon Fei nodded.

“Who called you?” Ye Qian pressed, staring at him.

Dragon Fei hesitated, but seeing the concern in Ye Qian’s eyes, he blurted out, “Yang Batian—your idol!”

“What? Him? Can I come with you?” Ye Qian asked eagerly, her eyes sparkling.

“No,” Dragon Fei replied flatly.

Ye Qian grew anxious. “Why not?”

“When men have business, we don’t like women around.” Dragon Fei’s tone was solemn.

Ye Qian simply murmured and, surprisingly, didn’t make a fuss.

In truth, Dragon Fei worried that if he brought Ye Qian along, she’d cause trouble again. If Yang Batian, that eccentric, found out he was juggling multiple relationships, he might not say anything, but if he reported it to the Yang family patriarch, things could get messy!

And forget hoping for cover. Yang Batian’s visit to Tianhai was largely to deliver a warning and test on behalf of the Yang family. He would surely report back truthfully. These men from prominent families always put family interests first.

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