Chapter 8

As the panoramic elevator slowly descended, Xiao Cheng lowered his head and saw Aunt Yu getting into a Bentley. This car was a limited edition sports car that had not yet been sold in the country, with a market value of over ten million.

Fang Yujia had her own car, a four-seat CEO version of a Maserati, which was not particularly valuable but suited her well. Xiao Cheng recalled what Aunt Yu had said not long ago. Could it be that Aunt Yu went out with Qiao Yifeng? In Xiao Cheng's memory, Aunt Yu had never been alone with any man.

Xiao Cheng's expression changed, and he had a bad feeling.

Previously, the various behaviors of Xiao Guowei and Qiao Yifeng made him feel something was wrong. Now that Aunt Yu and Qiao Yifeng were out together, something might happen. Although it was just a guess, he did not want Aunt Yu to take any risks. His intuition had always been accurate; otherwise, he would have died in the five-year survival game long ago.

Xiao Cheng walked downstairs, found Aunt Yu's Maserati, and used her key to open the car. He immediately drove off in pursuit.

The Bentley sports car was already very eye-catching among the other cars, and with Xiao Cheng's peak innate divine sense, there was no worry about losing it. Xiao Cheng quietly followed the Bentley, turning several corners. After about half an hour, they arrived in front of a club in the northern suburbs.

Why did they come to such a remote place? If Xiao Cheng had any doubts before, he was now even more certain that Qiao Yifeng had some plan. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here.

To talk? To eat? Why choose this place when any other place would do?

Not only Xiao Cheng but also Fang Yujia had this feeling. However, Qiao Yifeng said that the private kitchen in this club was excellent, and there was no better place in the entire city. Since Qiao Yifeng was her old classmate and had always been excellent in both character and studies, Fang Yujia believed him.

The club was converted from a standalone villa, with no other buildings around. The interior was exquisitely decorated, dignified yet elegant, with a black and white color scheme that truly fit the setting.

"Wait!" Just as the two were about to enter the club, a familiar voice came from behind.

Fang Yujia turned around and saw that it was her younger brother-in-law, Xiao Cheng. She frowned, wondering why Xiao Cheng had come here.

Qiao Yifeng, recognizing the person, looked extremely displeased, as if he had eaten a dead child. He was puzzled, wondering why this guy always seemed to follow them. However, this expression quickly disappeared, and he thought it might be better that Xiao Cheng was here, so he wouldn't have to deal with him separately later.

"Why are you here?"

Fang Yujia was a bit unhappy at first, but then she thought that it was indeed unsafe for a woman to come to such a place alone. Having her younger brother-in-law around gave her some sense of security, so she wasn't angry that Xiao Cheng had followed her.

Xiao Cheng naturally knew how unwelcome he was, but he had to come; he was always worried.

"I haven't eaten lunch yet, so I came to trouble Young Master Qiao for a meal. I'm sure Young Master Qiao won't refuse, right?"

"Of course not, it's an honor for me to have Young Master Xiao here!" Qiao Yifeng courteously let Xiao Cheng go first.

The three entered the Qingfeng Club, with Qiao Yifeng walking last and secretly giving signals to the waiters and security guards. With Xiao Cheng's peak innate divine sense, this scene did not escape his notice. He merely smiled faintly and ignored it. He wanted to see what Qiao Yifeng had planned.

Xiao Cheng had to admit that the layout of the club was quite interesting, with artificial hills, ponds, and animal statues arranged in harmony with nature. Although the club, converted from a villa, was relatively small, the designer's ingenuity in placing mirrors around the area made it feel spacious. The natural breeze was also cleverly introduced, making the corridors and verandas feel cool and creating an illusion of being in nature.

It seemed that the owner of the club had some expertise, but in Xiao Cheng's eyes, it was just a bit of expertise.

Qiao Yifeng had excellent eloquence and, as they walked, continuously introduced the various antique furnishings, speaking fluently and without pause. However, Fang Yujia listened with little interest, as she had no interest in such things.

Every male waiter who saw Fang Yujia passing by couldn't help but be dazzled. Even though they were waiters in a high-end club and had seen many beautiful women, none of them had ever seen a woman as stunning as Fang Yujia. Her beauty was so overwhelming that it left one breathless.

Led by a waiter, the three entered an elegant private room, which Qiao Yifeng had clearly reserved in advance.

This club was primarily focused on fine dining, with some necessary entertainment facilities.

Xiao Cheng, without any hesitation, took the menu and started browsing, but he couldn't find what he was looking for. The names were too refined, and he couldn't figure out what they were.

"Bring me ten plates of donkey liver and lungs!" Xiao Cheng threw the menu to the waiter and ordered directly.

The waiter was clearly startled by Xiao Cheng's request and looked at him hesitantly. Donkey liver and lungs were one thing, but ten plates at once? Even though the Qingfeng Club was famous for its cuisine and had stocks of exotic dishes like deep-sea black sand meat, donkey liver and lungs were quite obscure. Who would come to such a high-end club to eat donkey liver and lungs?

Not just the waiter, but Fang Yujia and Qiao Yifeng also found it hard to believe. Why suddenly order donkey liver and lungs, and ten plates at that? Fang Yujia knew her younger brother-in-law never followed conventional rules and didn't say anything, letting him have his way.

The waiter, extremely troubled, said it might take a while to prepare the dish. Xiao Cheng didn't care; he was determined to eat donkey liver and lungs today.

Qiao Yifeng chuckled and said, "Young Master Xiao's taste is indeed unique." Xiao Cheng glanced at Qiao Yifeng and started attacking a plate of fruit.

Seeing that Xiao Cheng showed no abnormal behavior, Qiao Yifeng felt slightly relieved. After all, Xiao Cheng's appearance was too strange, and he was worried that Xiao Cheng might disrupt his plan. Tonight was a crucial part of his plan. Qiao Yifeng excused himself to go to the restroom.

Xiao Cheng watched Qiao Yifeng's departing back and knew that Qiao Yifeng was probably going to prepare something. He wasn't afraid; although his cultivation was only at the fourth stage of Foundation Establishment, if an internal martial arts expert appeared, he might not be a match. However, with his powerful divine sense, he could still take Aunt Yu and escape if necessary.

Qiao Yifeng left the private room and went directly to another room. Inside, an old man and several bare-chested men were sitting. The men had various exaggerated tattoos, clearly not good people. In the middle of the room was a camera. Qiao Yifeng gave the old man in the fine clothes a signal and asked, "Third Sir, are you ready?"

"Ha ha, as Young Master Qiao ordered, I have prepared everything carefully. Here is your medicine." The old man said, handing over two small white pills. If one looked closely, the pills had the letters "CML2" printed on them. If Xiao Cheng were here, he would recognize the pills.

The old man continued to laugh, "Young Master Qiao, you have good fortune. That woman is a famous beauty in the city, and I think she is still a virgin."

Hearing this, Qiao Yifeng was taken aback. Fang Yujia had already been married; how could she still be a virgin? But the old man was experienced and probably wouldn't be wrong. He then realized that the Xiao family's secret technique required maintaining one's virginity, so it was possible that she hadn't consummated her marriage. Qiao Yifeng was excited; this was an unexpected bonus.

"Once we're done, beat that little brat to a pulp!"

The old man nodded; he had done this kind of thing many times and had no qualms about it.

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