Although Qiao Yiyi was wearing large sunglasses, covering her face so thoroughly that her original appearance was almost invisible…
As someone who had shared the same bed with her…
Oh, no!
As someone who had lived under the same roof with her for several days, Jiang Fei could still recognize her.
She hadn’t changed her clothes; she was still wearing the same outfit she had on when she left Daocun Village that morning. Moreover, he also knew Qiao Yiyi’s agent, the middle-aged woman with a not-so-great personality, Auntie Mei.
Hearing Jiang Fei’s voice, Qiao Yiyi, who was about to turn and head upstairs, immediately stopped in her tracks. She turned around and saw Jiang Fei walking over with a smile. Surprised, she said, “Oh, what a coincidence!”
Seeing Jiang Fei, Qiao Yiyi naturally didn’t carry over the anger she had felt earlier when dealing with Li Jirong. Her voice no longer carried that cold edge; instead, it was filled with a hint of joy.
The large sunglasses she had refused to take off in front of Li Jirong were quickly removed as Jiang Fei approached, revealing her exquisite face, which countless fans hailed as the most beautiful and captivating in Asia.
In fact, not long ago, there had been an online poll for the most beautiful female celebrity in all of Asia. Although Qiao Yiyi didn’t clinch the title of the number one beauty, she had firmly secured a spot in the top five. Even in South Korea, most netizens accepted Qiao Yiyi as a foreign star.
And true to the nature of that country, many people even dug up various “evidence” to claim that Qiao Yiyi was actually of Korean descent! Going to South Korea now would be like returning to her roots, they said… ahem…
“How’s your throat? Any discomfort?” Jiang Fei asked.
Qiao Yiyi shook her head and smiled. “It’s fine, no discomfort at all.”
Ever since she watched Jiang Fei’s guitar performance last night, Qiao Yiyi’s feelings toward him had shifted from mere respect to outright admiration.
Before, she had known that Jiang Fei was skilled in medicine and cooking, and that he was a man of many talents. As a patient, Qiao Yiyi naturally respected him, but admiration was a different matter. After all, she was a singer, not a doctor or a chef, so there was no need for her to admire him in those areas.
But Jiang Fei’s mastery of musical instruments was a completely different story. This was her domain, and for him to surpass her so effortlessly, she couldn’t help but feel admiration!
And when a woman starts to admire a man, her gaze naturally changes, and her eyes begin to sparkle when she looks at him.
That’s exactly how Qiao Yiyi was now.
She had been wondering when she could see Jiang Fei perform on instruments other than the guitar—like the piano, the violin, or even the erhu. She was sure he wouldn’t be ordinary in those areas either!
For some reason, Qiao Yiyi had a subconscious belief that Jiang Fei was a jack-of-all-trades. He knew medicine, cooking, and even how to grow vegetables and fruits. So, when it came to musical instruments, he surely couldn’t be limited to just the guitar.
If Jiang Fei really could play other instruments, Qiao Yiyi was determined to invite her “idol” to her concert as a guest performer. With him there, her concert would undoubtedly be perfect, an extraordinary performance that would leave her fans in awe with its stunning auditory experience!
Although Qiao Yiyi was primarily a pop singer, her pursuit and appreciation of musical instruments far exceeded that of the average singer. That’s why she admired Jiang Fei so much.
“That’s good to hear,” Jiang Fei nodded, then glanced curiously at Li Jirong standing nearby, his brow slightly furrowed.
He wasn’t skilled in physiognomy, so he couldn’t judge a person’s character based on their appearance. But he was a doctor, and from the man’s complexion, he could tell that this guy was a seasoned playboy, his body weakened by excessive indulgence in wine and women.
A quick glance at the flashy red Ferrari parked behind the BMW told him all he needed to know.
What was someone like this doing pestering Qiao Yiyi?
Of course, these thoughts remained in Jiang Fei’s mind. He didn’t voice them out loud. After all, his relationship with Qiao Yiyi was strictly that of a doctor and patient, or perhaps collaborators. He had no right to interfere in her personal life.
“Let’s head upstairs. I’ll give you the acupuncture treatment right away,” Jiang Fei said with a smile.
Qiao Yiyi nodded and followed Jiang Fei upstairs.
As for Li Jirong, who had painstakingly prepared his “big move” and was brimming with confidence that he could win Qiao Yiyi over in one fell swoop—he was completely and utterly ignored!
When he confidently unleashed his “big move,” it didn’t even make a ripple! Instead, this random pretty boy who had appeared out of nowhere effortlessly won Qiao Yiyi over with just a few words, making her take off her sunglasses and greet him with a smile.
This was just…
Li Jirong’s eyes burned with murderous intent, his face turning ashen. In a flash, he darted in front of Jiang Fei and Qiao Yiyi, blocking their path. He glared at Jiang Fei and demanded, “Who are you?”
Jiang Fei looked at the frail man with some surprise. Despite his weak physique, almost drained by his lifestyle, the man had moved surprisingly fast, almost as if he had practiced some form of light-footed martial arts. It seemed that anger really could unleash a person’s hidden potential.
“Li Jirong, what do you think you’re doing? I’ve already told you I’m not interested in you or your movies, so please stop bothering me!” Qiao Yiyi’s eyebrows furrowed, her almond-shaped eyes widening as she spoke coldly, her face filled with displeasure.
At this point, she was no longer giving Li Jirong any face, regardless of his status or the fact that he could potentially blacklist many celebrities in the industry with a single word.
If it came to it, she could simply focus on her singing career and not seek opportunities in other areas. Qiao Yiyi had already established herself in the entertainment industry and had a solid fan base. She wasn’t someone who could be easily blacklisted by just anyone.
Moreover, Qiao Yiyi’s agency wasn’t affiliated with Li Jirong’s company, “Huaying Entertainment.”
Hearing Qiao Yiyi’s words, Li Jirong’s expression grew even more furious and indignant. His face twisted with anger, but he held back from lashing out at Qiao Yiyi. He knew that if he lost his temper with her, any chance of winning her over would be gone for good.
Instead, he pointed at Jiang Fei, his voice filled with bitterness and resentment. “Yiyi, I’ve done so much for you silently, without asking for anything in return. I didn’t expect you to accept me right away, and I was willing to wait for you to develop feelings for me. But now… I can’t stand this!”
“Stand what?” Qiao Yiyi asked.
“I can’t stand you… falling for someone like him!” Li Jirong shouted, his finger still pointed accusingly at Jiang Fei.
In his mind, he had already pieced together Jiang Fei’s identity from their earlier conversation. He must be the doctor treating Qiao Yiyi’s vocal cords.
Although he wasn’t entirely sure what had happened or who Jiang Fei was, or how he had managed to cure Qiao Yiyi’s vocal issues, one thing was crystal clear to him: the relationship between Qiao Yiyi and this man was far from just a simple doctor-patient dynamic!
Think about it—how long had he been pursuing Qiao Yiyi? Yet, apart from the initial polite smiles she had given him when they first met and she didn’t know him well, once he officially started his pursuit, he had never received a single kind look from her!
This alone showed how principled and dignified Qiao Yiyi was. She was completely different from most artists in the entertainment industry today, far removed from the actresses and models he usually played around with.
But now? Not only was Qiao Yiyi smiling at this doctor, but her eyes were also filled with admiration and reverence!
What did that kind of look signify? As a seasoned playboy, Li Jirong knew all too well!
“I don’t know who this man is or what methods he used to cure your voice, but Yiyi, you must not let yourself be deceived by someone like him! I can tell at a glance that he’s no good. He’s definitely harboring ill intentions toward you, plotting something sinister!”
Li Jirong’s face was dark with anger, his tone dripping with sarcasm and disdain as he glared at Jiang Fei. “If you fell for someone better than me, I could accept it! But don’t fall for this kind of trash, okay? It makes me feel insulted! Am I, Li Jirong, not even worth comparing to this garbage?”
Hearing this, Jiang Fei’s mouth twitched.
What did he mean by “Qiao Yiyi falling for someone like him” being an insult to Li Jirong?
This wasn’t something that should make Qiao Yiyi angry—it should make him angry!
This scoundrel had the audacity to badmouth him to his face, belittling him. Was this something a decent person would do?
Even a hypocrite wouldn’t stoop this low! Only a brainless, shameless fool would act like this.
Slap! The sound was sharp and piercing.
Jiang Fei’s fist clenched slightly, and he felt his “Qilin arm” (a metaphor for his strength) itching to act. He was ready to get physical.
But before he could, Qiao Yiyi, who was always well-mannered and polite, turned pale with anger, her body trembling. She decisively raised her hand and slapped Li Jirong across the face.
This playboy had been pestering her for a while, and while she had always dealt with him through words, never resorting to physical action, this time he had crossed the line by insulting Jiang Fei. Qiao Yiyi couldn’t tolerate that.
How dare this playboy compare himself to Jiang Fei, a master of music?
The loud slap stunned everyone present. For a moment, everyone froze in shock.
Jiang Fei’s clenched fist hadn’t even landed on Li Jirong’s face yet. Li Jirong, who never expected Qiao Yiyi to slap him, was completely caught off guard. Even Auntie Mei…
Auntie Mei was the first to recover from the shock. She quickly grabbed Qiao Yiyi’s arm, exclaiming, “Heavens! Yiyi, what are you doing?!”
It was one thing to give Li Jirong the cold shoulder and refuse to work with him in the future, but to slap him? That was going too far!
Not to mention the potential fallout, but physically assaulting someone was illegal! If Li Jirong decided to report this or leak it to the media…
What would happen to Qiao Yiyi’s pure, innocent image? Would she even be able to continue her singing career?
Li Jirong finally snapped out of his daze, clutching his face as he roared, “You fake, pretentious slut! You’ve probably been passed around by countless old men, yet you still act all innocent! How dare you hit me!”
The slap itself might not have been particularly strong or damaging.
But for a man, being slapped wasn’t about the pain—it was about the humiliation!
So Li Jirong, no longer caring about appearances, snarled with a twisted expression, “I’m going to make you pay! I’ll have you gang-raped—”
Bam!
Before he could finish his sentence, a fist the size of a sandbag slammed into his face.
Instantly, blood gushed from Li Jirong’s nose, his lips split, and his teeth—whether loosened or knocked out—silenced the rest of his vile words…