The Beautiful CEO’s Super Soldier King
Chapter 33 - 33 033 Drunk Shen Yuqin

33: Chapter 033: Drunk Shen Yuqin 33: Chapter 033: Drunk Shen Yuqin In a daze, the first thing that appeared in Shen Yuqin’s mind was Ye Chenfeng’s mischievously smiling face.

In the presidential suite.

“Old Wang, this Shen Yuqin is the beauty of Jiangnan University, this time we’ve really struck gold!” Feng Liang said.

“Really?” Wang Song’s eyes widened in surprise, but he soon burst into laughter, “Ha ha, good job today, Old Feng!”

“Don’t be too hasty, guys, how about counting me in?”

At that moment, a faint voice arose.

In the room, without any sign, there was now one more person.

Who else could it be if not Ye Chenfeng?

“Ah?

Is… is that you?”

As Feng Liang turned his head, he was startled.

After all, Ye Chenfeng had left a huge scar on him.

“Fatty Feng, your injuries from last time healed up, right?” Ye Chenfeng’s face had a harmless smile, but to Fatty Feng, it seemed utterly terrifying.

“Old Feng, who is he?” Wang Song asked discontentedly.

Feng Liang, somewhat terrified, said, “He’s just a minor employee at our company, quite skilled!”

Wang Song nodded, “A minor employee, huh?

Here, take this money, and don’t talk about today’s incident.

Take the money and scram!”

As he spoke, Wang Song also handed over ten thousand in cash to Ye Chenfeng.

“Okay!” Ye Chenfeng chuckled and accepted the ten thousand.

But the next second, the atmosphere shifted dramatically!

“Does having money make you awesome?”

Ye Chenfeng suddenly kicked out, striking Wang Song’s belly like thunder.

“Bang!”

Wang Song was sent flying directly, smashing fiercely into the wall, leaving a man-shaped bloodstain, and then slumped to the floor unconscious.

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes radiated a divine light as he swept a stern glance at Fatty Feng, who nearly wet himself.

“No, you…

you tell me how much you want…

I’ll give you everything…” Fatty Feng was already babbling incoherently.

“I want your mother!” Ye Chenfeng slapped Fatty Feng away.

A large bloody handprint was left on his already plump cheeks.

Fatty Feng was nearly exploded with rage, yet the pain was excruciating.

It hurt like hell…

“No!

No!

You bastard, I won’t let you get away with this…” As Ye Chenfeng approached again, Fatty Feng was nearly driven mad.

“No, no, please, big brother, don’t hit me again…”

“Bang!”

Ye Chenfeng kicked again, hitting Fatty Feng squarely…

“Ow…”

An hysterical scream tore through the night, the agonizing howl sending chills down the spine.

There’s a pain that seeps into the bones, wrenching the heart and slicing the lungs.

You see no bleeding, but the veins fracture.

You want to cry but have no tears, yet your heart weeps a river.

It robs you of facing women and ends your lineage.

This pain, which has an elegantly academic name recognized worldwide, is called testicular pain!

After dealing with the two men, Xiao Chuhe looked toward Shen Yuqin.

…

Shen Yuqin’s cheeks were flushed red, steaming, like a ripe peach.

Ye Chenfeng could only settle her down, and after making arrangements, Xiao Chuhe prepared to leave.

“You stay here, I’m leaving!”

“Blech!”

Just as Ye Chenfeng was about to leave, Shen Yuqin retched.

“Damn!”

Ye Chenfeng, experienced as he was, had never encountered such a situation before.

“Just my bad luck!”

Ye Chenfeng shook his head and went over to Shen Yuqin.

Upon closer inspection, Ye Chenfeng’s brow furrowed, as Shen Yuqin had vomited all over herself.

He could only deal with this extreme situation…