Chapter 123: The Attitude of Second Master Tang

Yao Jianghe snapped sharply, his tone imperious and commanding, showing Yao Qianqian no respect whatsoever in front of the senior executives of the Yao Group.

Feeling the spiteful, gleeful gazes of the company’s top brass, Yao Qianqian’s heart sank with bitterness.

Now, her attitude toward Lin Feng had undergone a profound transformation.

Not for any other reason, but because of Lin Feng’s extraordinary ability to turn the world upside down and his mysterious power, which stirred her emotions deeply, as if she had been swept back into the fervor of love for him.

After all, women are drawn to heroes and the strong.

In the past, Lin Feng was nothing more than a weak, worthless wimp in her eyes; now, everything was different.

As long as she could hold onto Lin Feng, she would become the wife of a great man, and the elite of Binhai City would surely come to curry favor with her!

Although Lin Feng had proposed divorce, as long as the paperwork hadn’t been processed, she remained his legal wife—there was still hope!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yao Qianqian rushed out of the conference room to find Lin Feng.

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Moments later, Yao Qianqian arrived at the sales department, just in time to see Lin Feng chatting casually with Wang Lun.

She tucked her bangs behind her ear, walked slowly to Lin Feng’s side, and said softly and coquettishly, “Lin Feng, you came to work today, why didn’t you tell me?”

Lin Feng frowned slightly at her teasing tone and replied coldly, “Yao Qianqian, I was just about to look for you. Let’s go to the civil affairs office and finalize the divorce. I’ve brought all the documents.”

“Divorce? Why would you want a divorce? I don’t agree! I swear, I’ll be good to you from now on!”

Upon hearing Lin Feng’s intention to divorce her, tears welled up in Yao Qianqian’s eyes. She grabbed Lin Feng’s arm, suddenly acting coy and clingy.

Lin Feng’s right arm was pressed against the softness of her chest, rubbing against it.

But instead of feeling any pleasure, Lin Feng felt only disgust.

“Yao Qianqian, if there’s something you want to say, just say it. But don’t harbor any useless illusions about the divorce,” Lin Feng said resolutely.

“Lin Feng, you…”

His attitude once again deeply wounded Yao Qianqian’s heart.

“It’s Tang Yulin. He’s waiting for you in the conference room!” Yao Qianqian abruptly let go of Lin Feng’s arm and said coldly.

From feigned tenderness to icy rejection in less than three seconds—a transformation at the speed of light.

Hearing that it was Master Tang who wanted to see him, Lin Feng furrowed his brows and thought, “Heh, I didn’t expect this guy to still dare provoke me. Looks like last time’s lesson was too mild.”

Without hesitation, Lin Feng strode off straight to the third-floor conference room.

Before long, he arrived at the door.

“Lin Feng! Did you cause trouble outside and anger Master Tang? Now that he’s come looking for you, you better have an explanation! You owe Master Tang an explanation!”

Yao Jianghe immediately pointed at Lin Feng’s nose and started berating him without a word of preamble.

After the outburst, his expression shifted to a smiling one as he eagerly sought favor with Master Tang, distancing himself from Lin Feng.

“Master Tang, rest assured, Lin Feng is a worthless scoundrel. I will make him kneel and apologize to you! Please don’t let your anger fall on the Yao family!”

Two faces, one after another—this was sycophancy at its utmost.

Lin Feng stood at the conference room door, arms crossed, completely ignoring Yao Jianghe’s tirade. Instead, he looked coldly at Tang Yulin and said indifferently, “Master Tang, long time no see. What, wasn’t last time’s lesson enough? You want to do it again?”

Lin Feng’s biting words made Tang Yulin’s eyelids twitch. His right hand was still not fully healed; his middle and index fingers remained numb. The scene of Lin Feng’s ruthless strike that had defeated Master Modi in an instant was still vivid in his mind. That night had become an eternal nightmare.

“Lin Feng, what did you say? Even now, you shamelessly speak like this. Do you know who this is? He’s the second young master of the Tang family. If it weren’t for the rumors between you and Miss Tang Yunying, would he have come here to the Yao Group to demand an explanation? You’d better kneel and apologize to Master Tang right now!”

Yao Jianghe, treating a trivial matter as a serious command, smugly assumed that Master Tang’s visit was because of the scandal between Lin Feng and Tang Yunying. He was both delighted and eager to clear his own name, hoping to use Master Tang’s influence to punish Lin Feng.

The company’s senior executives had long known Lin Feng’s reputation as a worthless son-in-law. Every one of them sneered in secret, whispering:

“This Lin Feng is a master of pretending. Even now, with Master Tang at the door, he’s still putting on an act. Who in Yao Group doesn’t know he’s a loser?”

“Exactly. Now that Master Tang has blocked the door, even if he doesn’t die today, he’s going to lose face!”

“Anyway, this will be good entertainment. Can’t miss it!”

Lin Feng paid no mind to their disdain and stared coldly at Tang Yulin, “Oh? So that’s your idea, Master Tang? You want me to kneel and kowtow?”

At these words, Tang Yulin’s heart pounded in alarm.

This visit to the Yao Group was meant to invite Lin Feng to the Tang family mansion for a chat. Lin Feng was a master, soon to be the coach of the Tenglong Group, wielding immense power. To provoke him was tantamount to courting death.

Moreover, the old master’s intention was clearly to use this opportunity to mend the rift between them. Even with all his courage, Tang Yulin dared not act arrogantly now.

“Lin Feng, how dare you threaten Master Tang? I think you are—”

“Slap!”

Before Yao Jianghe could finish, Tang Yulin struck his plump face with a hard slap.

“Get lost,” Tang Yulin said roughly as he shoved Yao Jianghe aside, then respectfully bowed deeply to Lin Feng.

“Master Lin, you’ve made me look all over for you! Thanks to your guidance last time, I have reformed. This visit is by the old master’s order, to invite you to the Tang family residence for a discussion.”

“Oh? And what might that be about, Master Tang?”

“This matter is of great importance and involves secrets. It’s best to discuss it at the Tang family mansion.”

Before Lin Feng, Tang Yulin no longer dared show any hint of arrogance. Like a timid schoolboy, he was cautious and deferential.

“Master Tang, so that’s the situation! I clearly was—”

Yao Jianghe was utterly confused by Tang Yulin’s sudden change of attitude, covering his face in disbelief, his mind buzzing, eyes nearly popping out.

The gathered executives were equally stunned, jaws dropping in silence, too frightened to mock Lin Feng any further.

This was Master Tang, the second young master of the Tang family. Though he wielded no real power within the family, his status was unassailable.

Merely his position as the second young master far surpassed that of the Yao family, and his penchant for networking made his influence formidable.

To see him treat Lin Feng with such utmost respect and humility left many rubbing their eyes, unable to believe what they were witnessing.