The Capital's Dragon Doctor

At that moment, Lin Feng was leisurely sipping a glass of red wine in a corner, with Su Yanxue sitting obediently by his side.

He had little interest in such business gatherings. Besides, Wang Tianlin and Li Minde would handle everything for him.

Lin Feng disliked these kinds of banquets. Aside from the requisite socializing, they were utterly devoid of any enjoyment.

Just then, he suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something.

But just as he was about to wrack his brain, a fragrant scent wafted over to him.

Li Shiqi entered the banquet hall in a white evening gown. Her every movement exuded a charm that was at once both seductive and pure.

Following behind her was the sophisticated beauty Zhou Yawen, whom Lin Feng had also happened to save last time.

"Lin Feng, we finally meet again!"

The moment she saw Lin Feng, Li Shiqi grabbed Zhou Yawen's delicate hand and jogged over. She had taken great care in dressing up today, making her appear all the more stunningly beautiful.

Lin Feng's gaze swept over Li Shiqi and Zhou Yawen.

"Mm."

He merely glanced at the two women before looking away. 'No signs of poison. It seems I acted just in time, preventing those shadowy forces from using Li Minde's daughter again.'

'So this is Mr. Lin's wife?'

Zhou Yawen glanced at Su Yanxue in surprise, a wave of shock hitting her. She had always been rather confident in her own looks, but she never imagined Su Yanxue could be so breathtakingly beautiful. 'No wonder Lin Feng married her.'

"And you are...?"

Lin Feng looked at Zhou Yawen with a flicker of confusion. She seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite place her.

"Mr. Lin, my name is Zhou Yawen. I'm the president of Yashi Cosmetics Company. I was also one of the women you rescued last time. I came here today specifically to thank you."

Zhou Yawen gave a faint smile and gently extended her slender hand to shake Lin Feng's.

"Oh."

Lin Feng responded coolly and released her hand.

His expression remained perfectly calm, as if what he had done was a completely trivial matter.

Zhou Yawen was taken aback by Lin Feng's demeanor for a moment but quickly composed herself.

"Yawen, don't just stand there. Come and sit with us."

Su Yanxue beckoned to her. They were from the same city, and both were female presidents. She knew Zhou Yawen's story and held a great deal of respect for the woman who had managed to save her company from the brink of bankruptcy.

"Okay."

Zhou Yawen smiled and nodded. But just as she was about to walk over, a sneering, sarcastic voice cut through the air.

"Well, well, if it isn't Xijing City's famous socialite. I hear you're doing quite well for yourself, latching onto someone so important. What a shame. President Lin is already a married man. How could he possibly be interested in you?"

A young man approached from across the way, looking every bit the spoiled rich brat. His eyes roamed brazenly over Zhou Yawen, filled with greed and lust.

Zhou Yawen's brow furrowed upon hearing his words. She said nothing, but she subconsciously edged away from the young man.

"Heh heh, scared now? I told you you'd fall into my hands sooner or later. Don't worry, it's just a matter of time."

The young man cackled.

"What nonsense are you spewing?"

Lin Feng's cool voice came from the side. He looked up at the young man, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"President Lin! I was just reminding a certain woman who doesn't know her place to stay in her lane. I was afraid she might bother you."

The young man clearly hadn't expected Lin Feng to react to his words at all. He trembled and quickly plastered on a fawning smile, trying to ingratiate himself.

His back was already drenched in a cold sweat. As a rich heir, he wasn't a complete idiot, especially when it came to Zhou Yawen, the woman he was relentlessly pursuing.

'I'd already investigated. Zhou Yawen and Lin Feng have no connection whatsoever. And Lin Feng himself is known for being extremely cold to outsiders. Otherwise, I never would have dared to pull a stunt like that.'

"Scum like you isn't even worthy of a garbage can."

Lin Feng said dispassionately, swirling the red wine in his glass. His eyes were devoid of any emotion, yet his words still made the young man tremble from head to toe.

"Haha! Such a sharp tongue. As expected of the man no one in Jingxi dares to provoke. How mighty and domineering!"

Just then, a middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair appeared abruptly. He wore a sharp suit, and his build was sturdy. He exuded an intense, murderous aura. A smile played on his lips, but a sinister, cold light glinted in his eyes.

He was flanked by several men in black, all of whom carried an air of brutal menace.

"Who is that? How dare he speak to President Lin like that?!"

"That can't be right. Isn't President Lin supposed to be incredibly powerful? How could someone be so insolent to him?"

The surrounding guests began to murmur amongst themselves.

They knew Lin Feng had an extraordinary background, but few were clear on the specifics.

Most had simply tagged along with friends or heard some rumors, hoping to make a few more connections. They didn't have a firm grasp on who Lin Feng really was.

After all, Lin Feng's background was simply too powerful—on a level they couldn't even begin to comprehend.

"Your Highness, you've arrived!"

Just as the crowd was wondering, a voice filled with elation and surprise rang out from the side.

Everyone turned to look and saw Dong Jianyu hurrying over from behind, his face a mask of delighted surprise.

"Is that... Dong Jianyu, the chairman of Black Gold Group?"

"It looks like he knows that middle-aged man."

"Wait, what did he just call him? Did he say 'Your Highness'?"

"'Your Highness'? Prince? Wait! Could he be from the Nanhai Royal Family?!"

"*Gasp*... If that's true, things are about to get interesting."

The crowd was stunned once again. A man treated with such reverence by Dong Jianyu—one of the top tycoons in Xijing's high society—and with the surname Wang... who else could he be from but the Nanhai Royal Family?!

"And who are you?"

In response to Dong Jianyu's friendly gesture, Wang Zeping merely gave him a passing glance before looking away, not even bothering to acknowledge him.

Dong Jianyu was instantly mortified by this, but he was a seasoned veteran of the business world and quickly regained his composure.

Everyone present knew just how formidable the Nanhai Royal Family was. An ordinary family could be effortlessly crushed by even one of Wang Zeping's sons.

"Your Highness, I am Dong Jianyu. I was the one who hosted Young Master Wang Kai when he was previously in Xijing."

Dong Jianyu said respectfully, clasping his hands in a deferential gesture. His posture was incredibly low, practically groveling.