Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 697 - 695 - Ren Feifan is Furious!_1

Chapter 697: Chapter 695 - Ren Feifan is Furious!_1

Ren Feifan and Ye Qingcheng presented their invitations and entered the area.

Once inside, Ren Feifan discovered that surprisingly, most of Capital City’s rich young wastrels and well-known individuals had been invited!

Ren Feifan saw many familiar faces.

He even discovered that these people were largely the same as those present at that banquet back then!

If it hadn’t been for that banquet, he wouldn’t have ended up being known as the number one good-for-nothing in Capital City!

Nor would he have become a plaything for everyone.

At one banquet, Ren Feifan overindulged and got wildly drunk. When he woke up, he found himself holding a pistol with a riddled corpse in front of him. The dead man had the surname Chen and the single name of Ting. Chen Ting was the most likely successor as the Family Head of the Chen Family in Capital City.

But that day Chen Ting ended up dying at the hands of the number one good-for-nothing in Capital City, Ren Feifan!

At least that’s how things seemed to be. There was even a supposed eyewitness. What’s ridiculous was this eyewitness happened to be Zhao Xinyi, Ren Feifan’s fiancée whom he had never met. Since that day, it seemed as though Ren Feifan stood in opposition to the whole world...

Abandoned by his family, mocked by the upper class wastrels, and endless assassination attempts... he had become the most peculiar and awkward presence in Capital City!

So now what purpose does Zhao Xinyi have for setting up a similar banquet?

But perhaps this is not so bad. It began here, so let it end here. Some people and some matters should also be put to rest.

As Ren Feifan and Ye Qingcheng made their way further in, they naturally encountered some acquaintances.

"Qingcheng, is this your boyfriend?"

All of a sudden, a crisp voice cut through Ren Feifan’s train of thought. Ren Feifan lifted his eyes to see a beautiful woman. The woman had a full bosom and a pert posterior, with a waist that could be encircled by an arm.

Quickly, the woman’s gaze fell upon Ren Feifan, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Aunt Hong, you actually came?" Ye Qingcheng asked with an excited tone.

"I didn’t intend to attend, but I heard that today Zhao Xinyi has prepared a great surprise for everyone in Capital City, and I got curious. Speaking of which, Qingcheng, your boyfriend has a good body, won’t you introduce us?"

Aunt Hong gently swirled her wine glass, with a hint of a smile on her lips.

Ye Qingcheng’s face turned a light shade of red. She pulled Ren Feifan slightly closer to her before saying, "Aunt Hong, his name is Ren Feifan... he... he is my boyfriend."

Aunt Hong hummed in doubt, murmuring, "I recall that the Ren Family in Capital City has a young master also named Ren Feifan, but that young master has become a laughingstock in Capital City."

Just as Ye Qingcheng was about to speak, Ren Feifan said gently, "I am indeed the laughingstock you mentioned."

Aunt Hong was taken aback. She never expected Ye Qingcheng to actually choose the number one good-for-nothing in Capital City as her boyfriend?

She had recently returned from M Country, having done business there for a while. As a woman, she controlled nearly twenty percent of the energy industry in M Country.

The extent of Aunt Hong’s formidable influence and power was thus evident.

Because she had been in M Country for such a long period, she had only a rough grasp of the recent events in Capital City.

The atmosphere turned a bit awkward, but Aunt Hong soon laughed and said, "I know my dear Qingcheng has sharp eyes. If you were really as worthless as they claim, Qingcheng wouldn’t be holding your hand. So, I guess — you’re several times more formidable than anyone can imagine. Especially when it comes to matters between men and women, you should be quite... powerful... hehe."

Ye Qingcheng’s face turned redder by the word, and she finally silenced Aunt Hong by covering her mouth.

"Aunt Hong, if you continue like this, I won’t talk to you anymore."

"Ha ha ha, it seems our dear Qingcheng has really grown into a woman. Qingcheng, how does it feel to be a woman?"

Soon, the two were playfully arguing, attracting the fervent gazes of countless men towards them.

A knowing smile appeared on Ren Feifan’s face.

Just then, Zhao Xinyi emerged from the crowd. A smile played at the corners of her mouth; she was still as proud and aloof as a white swan.

"Oh, I thought Ren Feifan wouldn’t come. I didn’t expect you to actually show up!"

Zhao Xinyi tried to put her arm around Ren Feifan’s shoulder, but he stepped aside to avoid the contact.

"I’m sorry, I don’t like disgusting women touching my body," he said.

Ren Feifan coldly said.

"Oh, so many days have passed and yet your temper is still so fiery? Ah, right, the reason I asked you to be here today is because I have a great gift for you. I guarantee that you will be moved to tears when you see this present. Of course, you need not thank me. After all, we once were engaged. I would spare no effort to do something for you."

Zhao Xinyi’s eyes curved like crescent moons, reveling in her own delight.

"Oh." Ren Feifan said without any hint of warmth or coldness.

Ren Feifan had no intentions of interacting with Zhao Xinyi, her presence made him uncomfortable.

Afterwards, Ren Feifan directly took a seat beside Ye Qingcheng. Their seats were very close to the stage, and the banquet had already started.

Ren Feifan wondered why Zhao Xinyi arranged such prime seating for them, right in the center.

Right in front of them was the stage, providing a clear view of the host’s faces.

"Feifan, I feel like Zhao Xinyi has bad intentions. The main organizers of this banquet are companies under the Zhao Family of Capital City. According to Zhao Xinyi’s character, she should have arranged the worst seating for us."

Ye Qingcheng said with uncertainty.

"Just wait and see. When the time comes, we will fight fire with fire."

Ren Feifan sat nonchalantly, his gaze calm, as if nothing could disrupt his composure.

The banquet started with a few top singers performing on stage, drawing bouts of cheers from the crowd.

Following which were performances of various dances and martial arts. The girls were seductive, hot, and flexible, causing the young gentlemen below the stage to drool. Some even sent someone backstage to get the girls’ numbers.

Money and power were not problems for them; these women were their targets.

Ren Feifan kept his eyes shut throughout, one hand holding Ye Qingcheng’s. The coolness from his hand was comforting.

He was not interested in anything the stage offered.

He had even thought of a solution to deal with Zhao Xinyi. After this banquet, he would settle their dispute with a silver needle.

For now, he would let her catch her breath for a few more hours.

After an hour, only the last act remained.

The host took a deep breath and glanced at a woman at some distance. "The next performance is a bit special. We have a once important figure who volunteered to bark like a dog on stage for everyone. Would everyone give some applause to urge him on?"

Ren Feifan’s eyes narrowed. Barking like a dog?

Who would volunteer to perform such a humiliating act?

The person being made a spectacle of must have offended Zhao Xinyi and had ended up with such a fate.

"What a waste."

Ren Feifan sighed regretfully. Soon the curtain was pulled back, revealing a young man in a suit with an evil grin, holding a chain. At the end of the chain was a long-haired man crawling on the ground.

The man’s hair was messy, and he gave off a horrid smell, which made the girls in the front rows to cover their mouths and show looks of contempt.

"Organizers, why would you put such a person on stage? It’s so disgusting!"

"Exactly, was this man picked up from a pile of trash?"

"Wait, somehow this guy looks familiar. Have we seen him somewhere?"

A man in a suit said with a frown.

"Now that you mention it, he does seem familiar. I must have seen him at some gathering."

An old man also chimed in.

Soon, everyone’s gazes fell on the man lying on the ground, his neck chained.

The more they looked at him, the more familiar he seemed.