Liu Wangfeng smiled gracefully and pulled out a chair like a true gentleman. “Xueqing, please have a seat.”
Jiang Tian, at this moment, realized he had underestimated Liu Wangfeng’s intelligence. This guy had probably already investigated the status of his marriage with Zhao Xueqing and even dug up all the details about Jiang Tian himself. Clearly, Liu Wangfeng didn’t see Jiang Tian as a threat.
However, Jiang Tian didn’t react much. He simply pulled out a chair and was about to sit next to Zhao Xueqing.
But the burly man beside Liu Wangfeng suddenly pushed the chair back in, sneering, “Miss Zhao, our Young Master Liu only invited you. May I ask who this gentleman is and why he’s tagging along?”
“I’m Xueqing’s husband. We sleep in the same bed at night and work together during the day. We’re inseparable,” Jiang Tian said calmly, pulling the chair back and sitting down.
“Jiang Tian, you jerk…” Zhao Xueqing blushed furiously, her face turning a deep shade of red, looking both shy and charming.
“How am I a jerk? Last night in bed, weren’t you calling me ‘dear brother’?” Jiang Tian’s hand casually brushed over Zhao Xueqing’s silk-clad thigh, feeling the smooth, soft texture like warm jade.
Zhao Xueqing’s heart raced, her eyes shimmering with a mix of embarrassment and intoxication. Although she knew Jiang Tian was just putting on an act to make Liu Wangfeng back off, she couldn’t help but feel her heart flutter.
Strangely, she found herself unable to resist Jiang Tian’s touch. There was something refreshing and appealing about him that drew her in irresistibly.
The room fell into dead silence.
Liu Wangfeng’s face darkened instantly. He had done his homework—he knew the two had a strained relationship and had never shared a bed. But now, it seemed like their relationship was much closer than he had thought.
No matter how composed Liu Wangfeng was, the thought of the woman he loved being intimate with Jiang Tian made his blood boil. He clenched his teeth so hard they nearly cracked.
Moreover, Wu Zhaohui had told him that Jiang Tian’s mind was broken. But now, Jiang Tian seemed perfectly normal. Had the plan failed?
Forcing a pale smile, Liu Wangfeng said, “Haha, Mr. Jiang and Xueqing are such a perfect couple. It’s truly enviable.”
He then shot a glance at the burly man and said, “Hailuo, don’t be rude to Mr. Jiang. Go and tell the waiter to prepare the dishes.”
“Yes, Young Master!” Hailuo nodded and quickly left the room.
Jiang Tian couldn’t help but gain a bit of respect for Liu Wangfeng. It seemed he wasn’t just some spoiled rich kid; he knew how to bide his time.
Both Jiang Tian and Liu Wangfeng made Zhao Xueqing feel a bit uneasy. She took a deep breath to calm herself and said calmly, “Young Master Liu, since it’s still early, let’s discuss the cooperation first.”
“Of course, Xueqing. Whatever you say. The guest follows the host’s lead!” Liu Wangfeng, now ignoring Jiang Tian, had regained his composure and smiled gently like a refined gentleman.
Although he was clearly trying to please Zhao Xueqing, once the negotiation began, Liu Wangfeng showed his skill. He knew when to concede and when to stand firm, always backing his decisions with solid reasoning.
When it came to business, Zhao Xueqing became more animated. Social gatherings weren’t her forte, but in business negotiations, she shone like a true businesswoman. She eloquently presented the product details with precise data and fiercely negotiated to secure the best terms.
Jiang Tian watched Zhao Xueqing with tender eyes, thinking to himself how he had failed to notice her charm in his past life. Such a capable and virtuous wife, and yet he had mistreated her. He truly hadn’t been human.
An hour later, the cooperation plan was finalized. Liu Wangfeng signed the strategic cooperation agreement, and Zhao Xueqing only needed to take it back for Wei Fang to sign, sealing the deal.
“Great. I hope you’ll honor your commitments, Young Master Liu. I believe our ‘Skin Revitalizing Cream’ will be a hit, opening up vast market opportunities for both of us!” Zhao Xueqing said as she put away the contract. The long negotiation had left her cheeks flushed, adding a captivating softness to her demeanor.
Seeing this, Liu Wangfeng’s heart raced, and he was momentarily stunned before he replied solemnly, “Absolutely! I look forward to our successful cooperation!”
It was already past eight in the evening.
Hailuo stood up and said with a simple smile, “Young Master Liu and Miss Zhao must be hungry. Shall we serve the dishes?”
“Yes, let’s eat. Meeting Miss Zhao today has made me very happy. Bring out that bottle of Château Latour I’ve been saving!” Liu Wangfeng said.
Zhao Xueqing didn’t object. To maintain her figure, she usually ate very little at lunch, and now she was starving.
Soon, the dishes and wine were served. Hailuo opened the bottle and poured wine for everyone.
Liu Wangfeng raised his glass and said with a smile, “This cooperation with Zhao Pharmaceuticals has been very smooth and pleasant. Xueqing, let me propose a toast to you!”
“Young Master Liu, you’re too kind. I should be the one toasting you!” Zhao Xueqing raised her glass and smiled softly.
Clink! The two glasses met in the air, the crimson wine swirling inside.
Zhao Xueqing’s fair hand, illuminated by the crystal chandelier, looked like it was carved from the finest jade, making Liu Wangfeng’s heart race again.
“Mr. Jiang, let me toast you!” Hailuo, with a simple smile, raised his glass to Jiang Tian.
“Drink this, and you’ll be mine!”
As Zhao Xueqing’s glass touched her lips, Liu Wangfeng took a sip of his wine, a cold smile forming at the corner of his mouth. He was feeling quite pleased with himself.
But to his surprise, Jiang Tian suddenly snatched Zhao Xueqing’s glass, tilted his head back, and downed the wine in one go. Wiping his mouth, he said, “Xueqing’s trying to conceive. She can’t drink. I’ll take it for her!”
Zhao Xueqing felt a sweet warmth in her heart. She hadn’t expected Jiang Tian to step in and drink on her behalf. It was actually quite thoughtful.
Liu Wangfeng frowned but smiled and said, “No problem. Hailuo, get Xueqing a bottle of juice.”
Hailuo turned and fetched a bottle of coconut juice from the cabinet, placing it in front of Zhao Xueqing.
“Liu Wangfeng, isn’t this enough? Poisoning her repeatedly—do you have no shame?” Jiang Tian suddenly spoke coldly, his eyes icy.
“Poison? What are you talking about?” Zhao Xueqing was confused, her face filled with astonishment.
Liu Wangfeng’s eyes flickered with panic, but he forced a smile. “Jiang Tian, what kind of joke is this? My cooperation with Miss Zhao is based on sincerity!”
“Let’s go!” Jiang Tian grabbed Zhao Xueqing’s hand and stood up.
He had already decided to kill Liu Wangfeng, but the incident with Li Pengtao had taught him a lesson—if he was going to kill someone, it had to be done under the cover of darkness.
“Jiang Tian, if you don’t explain yourself, you’re not leaving this room!” Liu Wangfeng remained seated, a cruel smile on his face as he subtly made a throat-slitting gesture to Hailuo.
Hailuo quickly moved to block the door.
“No one in this world can stop me!” Jiang Tian, holding Zhao Xueqing’s hand, sneered disdainfully. “If you value your life, get out of my way!”
“Haha, Jiang Tian, who do you think you are, talking to our Young Master like that!” Hailuo threw a punch straight at Jiang Tian’s chest, his face twisted with malice, as if he wanted to beat Jiang Tian to death.
Hailuo was a genuine martial artist, at the peak of Iron Body realm, far stronger than any of Zhou Zhenghao’s men. His punch was like a cannonball, tearing through the air and creating a gust of wind that made it hard to breathe.
If that punch landed, it could shatter stone, and an ordinary person would be killed instantly.
“With this punch, Jiang Tian will probably meet his maker!”
“A discarded waste of the Jiang family, daring to challenge me, daring to compete with me for a woman—do you even deserve it?”
Liu Wangfeng didn’t move, sitting calmly as if he were fishing, swirling his wine glass, his eyes cold and filled with mockery and disdain.
Just moments ago, Liu Wangfeng had received instructions from Jinling. They had given him the green light to kill Jiang Tian to disrupt the Jiang family’s plans, and in return, they would help Liu Wangfeng deal with the fallout and take down the Zhao family.
Slap!
But to everyone’s shock, Jiang Tian simply raised his hand and swatted Hailuo’s face like he was swatting a fly.
Hailuo flew sideways like a broken kite, crossing five meters before his head slammed into the wall, leaving a trail of blood.
Hailuo slumped to the ground, unconscious and motionless.
“What?!” Liu Wangfeng was horrified. He stood up, instinctively taking a step back.
Wasn’t this guy supposed to be a useless waste? How was he so strong? Hailuo was an internal force expert sent from Jinling!
It felt like Jiang Tian had transformed from an ant that could be crushed with a finger into a roaring prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Jiang Tian turned and walked toward Liu Wangfeng, his eyes filled with killing intent. “Young Master Liu, I didn’t want to escalate this. I gave you a chance, but you didn’t take it.”
“Jiang Tian, what are you going to do?” Sensing the icy murderous aura, Liu Wangfeng panicked, his voice trembling.
“You drugged her, then ordered Hailuo to kill me. What do you think I should do to you?” Jiang Tian walked up to him and slapped him across the face.
Slap!
Liu Wangfeng was sent flying, crashing into the wall and shattering the LCD TV before sliding to the ground.
His head was bleeding profusely, his face covered in blood, a far cry from the elegant young master he had been moments ago.
“Jiang Tian, how dare you hit me! I won’t let you get away with this!” Liu Wangfeng clutched his head, struggling to stand, and pointed at Jiang Tian, his teeth clenched in rage.
As a top-tier young master of Linzhou, on par with Tang Jianfeng, he had always been untouchable. He had never suffered such humiliation.
“I hope you can still threaten me after I break all your limbs!” Jiang Tian said coldly, his hands moving like lightning as he grabbed Liu Wangfeng’s arm and twisted it.
Crack!
A crisp sound echoed as Liu Wangfeng’s arm bent at an unnatural angle, like a mantis’s limb.
“What?!” Zhao Xueqing was stunned, unable to believe what she was seeing.
In all of Linzhou, Liu Wangfeng was a taboo figure, someone no one dared to provoke. But Jiang Tian had not only slapped him but also broken his arm.
“Ah—!” Liu Wangfeng’s handsome face twisted in pain, and he let out a blood-curdling scream, stumbling backward and knocking over the coffee table.
