Super War God in the City

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"Chu Bing, I'll explain things to her later, how about that?" Seeing Ling Fan looking somewhat sheepish, Yun Fei said coyly.

She had just recounted the story of Li Mengying to Ling Fan, acknowledging that Mengying had endured so much for him. Being a woman herself, how could she not understand a woman's heart? She felt sympathetic towards Mengying.

However, from her perspective, it wasn't appropriate, nor was it her place to get involved in these matters—wouldn't that just cause her unnecessary trouble?

But, based on her recent observations, Xiao Chubing already seemed psychologically prepared for keeping women like Li Mengying, her, and Feng Shuya by his side.

Besides, today's unanticipated encounter with Yao Yue was an example of this man's complex past; he was definitely not the ineffectual son-in-law who married into the Xiao Family two years ago.

Who knows how many more women like Yao Yue are part of his past? This thought put a lot of pressure on Yun Fei.

At this point, two camps had unconsciously formed in Ling Fan's backyard: one for the current women in his life and one for the women from his past.

Yun Fei, however, had clarity on the matter. Anyway, this guy was destined to have more than one woman, and it couldn't possibly be limited.

So, she might as well secure more spots for her side within the limited quota, even if Xiao Chubing found out, he probably wouldn't blame her.

With more people on her side, this guy, fleeting as the wind, would always have at least one woman on his mind, no matter where he went. Even at the end of the world, the chances of him coming back would be much greater.

There's a saying: don't try to guess a woman's thoughts. Now, Ling Fan couldn't even begin to guess what Yun Fei was thinking, even in his dreams!

In fact, Yun Fei had it tough too, making painstaking efforts, all to safeguard her interests in advance, hoping to retain a greater chance of keeping this man tied to her in the future.

Especially considering Ling Fan's way of doing things, which was too rigid. This worried her; he didn't have a shred of gentleness. What if he stumbled one day? With more ties to consider, he might at least think of them, right?

"Are you listening, or are you just playing dead? Do you know how much Xiao Ying has suffered for you? Are you really that heartless?" Yun Fei said irritably.

Ling Fan felt bitter inside. This situation was getting out of hand, and it seemed he hadn't provoked anyone; how did he end up with another emotional debt?

After listening to Yun Fei's account, he also felt uncomfortable, believing that indeed he had let Li Mengying down and owed her a lot.

Back when Li Mengying had set a trap for him at the Tian Hao Hotel, he didn't even spare her a glance. Who would have thought that he would find himself entangled with her in unexpected emotions?

Thinking of Li Mengying, Ling Fan's emotions were quite complex.

Seeing Ling Fan silent, Yun Fei bit her lip and said, "That's settled then. Meng Ying was willing to risk her life for you today. You can't let her down. Even if you don't have those kinds of feelings for her, you should at least give her an explanation!

Plus, you said it in front of everyone today—if anyone dares to touch your woman, Meng Ying has taken that to heart. If you're not interested in her, just make things clear later. Don't leave her hanging, making her wait for you like a widow!"

Ling Fan was stunned by Yun Fei's words, feeling as if he were being painted as some kind of heartbreaker.

Having said her piece, Yun Fei didn't wait for Ling Fan's response and wrapped herself in her clothes, ready to get out of bed. "You wait here. I'll call her over so the two of you can clarify things!"

Ling Fan was speechless. By the time he regained his composure, he heard the sound of the door closing with a 'click'.

Ling Fan stared blankly at the ceiling, his mind reeling. He considered himself worldly, having traveled the Seven Continents and the Five Oceans, but he had never experienced anything like this. Suddenly, he felt he might still be too young!

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Yun Fei put on her clothes and found Li Mengying in the room of the sisters An Xixue and An Xiyao. The sisters had already woken up and learned the general situation from Li Mengying's account, feeling a surge of relief.

"Are you two awake? How do you feel?" Yun Fei inquired.

She looked them up and down; indeed, they were breathtakingly beautiful. Otherwise, Tang Tiancheng wouldn't have gone to such lengths, using all sorts of means to possess them. Suddenly, she thought that if the sisters followed Ling Fan, that might not be a bad choice either.

However, she dismissed the thought almost as soon as it appeared. Creating more drama would be excessive. Many things were better left to take their natural course; one couldn't force them.

"Just a bit weak and dizzy, but otherwise okay!" the sisters responded in unison.

"Mmm, I've already checked you both over, there's no problem. Rest assured, a good sleep should fix everything. Meng Ying hasn't rested until now; I'll take her out first!" With these words of caution to the sisters, Yun Fei left the room with Li Mengying.

"Sister Yun, are you looking for me regarding something?" Li Mengying, perceptive as she was, sensed that Yun Fei might have something to discuss with her.

Yun Fei immediately whispered into her ear, and Li Mengying's curiosity turned into tension as she listened, ending in a state of stunned disbelief mixed with anxiety and delight, her face filled with incredulity.

"Sister Yun, stop teasing, how can this be possible!" Although Li Mengying was thrilled and excited, she still felt it was somewhat surreal.
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Yun Fei anticipated this reaction and retorted irritably, "There's only one chance. I know what's in your heart; even a fool could see it today. If you pass by this opportunity, there won't be another. To tell you the truth, not only me, but Yao Yue is also with him. This guy has plenty of women, he won't miss one more. If you truly like him, don't hold yourself back.

I've done all I can to help you, and I will never do such a foolish thing again!"

Saying this, she pulled the dazed Li Mengying towards the room where Ling Fan was.

Li Mengying entered the bedroom as if she were a marionette guided by Yun Fei.

"I've brought her. You two talk," Yun Fei nudged Li Mengying, giving her a meaningful look to seize the opportunity, then glared at Ling Fan before closing the door and leaving.

Li Mengying stood at the doorway, her mind a blank, her heart pounding like a drum.

Ling Fan took a deep breath as he observed Li Mengying's restrained and elegant figure, thinking to himself that there really wasn't much to discuss now.

"You're not planning on standing at the door all night, are you?" Ling Fan said to ease the tense atmosphere, teasing her.

At his words, Li Mengying snapped back to her senses. Recalling Yun Fei's earlier advice, she knew this wasn't the time for pretense and hesitantly approached the bedside.

"It seems Sister Yun has said everything that needed to be said. I just don't know if you're willing to accept me. I know I'm not worthy of you. If you find me disagreeable, I'll leave right now!" Li Mengying said meekly, thinking about the judgment and scorn of others, which made her feel an involuntary wave of inferiority towards Ling Fan.

After she spoke, Li Mengying bit her lip tightly, her anxiety unbearable. If Ling Fan rejected her, she didn't know how she would live or face him again.

Ling Fan sighed inwardly, wondering how he could possibly refuse. He was softhearted and couldn't bear to see women wronged. He knew that a rejection today would deeply wound Li Mengying's heart.

He was a person untroubled by minor details, not a pedantic and stubborn man. He didn't care about certain complexes, and he thought well of Li Mengying's character. Therefore, he did not mind her past experiences.

Li Mengying, with her head bowed in nervousness, was tense to the utmost when suddenly she felt light as air, and the next second, she found herself upon the soft bed.

Ling Fan didn't wish to waste any more words. Thereupon, the room blossomed into spring...