Chapter 291: The Tour

“Disadvantageous to me?” Upon hearing Qing Yuanfeng’s words, Xiao Yufan’s eyebrows subtly furrowed, and a cold smile flickered across his lips, sending an eerie sensation deep into one’s heart. Especially under this gaze, Qing Yuanfeng couldn’t help but feel a chill creeping down his back.

“Those who stand against me rarely end up well. Of course, you’re an exception!”

Fixing his gaze on Qing Yuanfeng, Xiao Yufan continued. Indeed, aside from Lan Tianyuan, Qing Yuanfeng might be the only one who remained unscathed after opposing him. Qing felt a sense of relief—he had never truly provoked this walking storm.

“I’m merely giving you a warning. Sima Wenchang originally planned to use Dongfang Haoran to bring you down, but he didn’t expect you to swiftly take over the Beijing Club, throwing his plans into chaos. Naturally, he won’t give up so easily.”

“Sima Wenchang?” This time, Xiao Yufan’s expression immediately hardened. This man, renowned throughout the northern business circles, was no stranger to him. One of the three northern young tycoons, Sima Wenchang, hailed as a once-in-a-generation genius of the Sima family—how could Xiao Yufan possibly be unaware of him?

“It seems some people just can’t keep calm anymore. But that’s fine too. The sooner they surface, the better. I’ll make sure they understand—I Xiao Yufan am no soft target to be squeezed at anyone’s whim!”

A glint of icy coldness flashed through his eyes, and Xiao Yufan’s lips curled into an eerie arc. If someone dared to target him, he would become a cactus, leaving them utterly shredded. If Sima Wenchang wanted to play, he would naturally play along until the end.

“You two are no saints, and I have no intention of getting dragged into your pointless conflicts. As long as Qingluan and Yingluo are doing well, that’s all that matters…”

Watching Xiao Yufan’s expression, Qing Yuanfeng wasn’t sure what to say. Even if Sima Wenchang was powerful, it wasn’t certain he could do anything to Xiao Yufan. After all, Xiao wasn’t someone easily pushed around. Compared to Sima, Xiao seemed to hold an even higher position within the Sima family.

Grabbing a bottle of red wine, Qing Yuanfeng swayed away and raised his left hand slightly to signal Xiao not to follow. He simply wanted to be alone for a while. His temporary slump didn’t mean he would remain like this forever—especially after today’s encounter with Xiao Yufan.

“Have you ever considered merging your Star Enterprises into Glory, just like Lan Tianyuan did?” After a moment’s hesitation, Xiao Yufan called out toward Qing Yuanfeng’s retreating figure. Deep down, he truly hoped the Gemini Enterprises would join Glory. It would elevate Glory’s reputation and strength significantly.

“Let’s talk after Yingluo returns. You know, although there’s no possibility of us ever truly connecting, I’ve always been waiting!” Qing Yuanfeng’s voice drifted slowly closer. Xiao Yufan could only shake his head helplessly. It seemed persuading Qing Yuanfeng to join Glory would take some effort.

“Lan Tianyuan joined because Tianxuan and Qingluan chose Glory. this guy seems to follow the same pattern—again, it’s the women…”

Xiao Yufan sighed softly, thinking of Hu Yingluo far away in Britain, a gentle smile appearing on his face. Who could deny that having such extraordinary women wasn’t a form of strength? Or perhaps, on Xiao Yufan himself, there was always an inherent charm that kept every woman by his side.

As Xiao Yufan was about to rise and leave, he suddenly sensed someone quietly approaching him. He didn’t turn around, allowing the person to come closer until a pair of slightly cool, delicate hands covered his eyes. The faint, soft fragrance gradually stimulated his sensitive nerves.

“Naughty husband, guess who I am…” The voice, like celestial music, rang out. Xiao Yufan’s smile deepened. Only Lin Jiayao would dare to speak so brazenly in public.

“Guess if I’ll guess or not?” Xiao Yufan turned and pulled the delicate figure into his arms. His vision suddenly broadened, revealing the pale, beautiful face beneath the sunglasses. A sly, devilish smile curved across his face.

“Not fun at all. I knew you’d say that!” Lin Jiayao gave up pretending and leaned directly into Xiao Yufan’s chest, feigning annoyance. Even though the sunglasses obscured her eyes, passersby still felt a sense of awe. Of course, if they knew this woman standing on the pedestal of divinity was none other than Lin Jiayao, the entire shaded area would have instantly overflowed.

“Why are you back so soon? I thought you were on a national tour…”

Xiao Yufan was somewhat curious. How had she returned so quickly? Shouldn’t she still be on tour?

“Please, it’s already been several months! You don’t miss me at all, do you? Did you even want me to come back? My last stop was Beijing, so I came to see you, only to hear from Tianxuan that you’d run off…”

Lin Jiayao was clearly displeased. During all this time, Xiao Yufan had barely called her. Alone on tour, she had endured endless longing. Otherwise, why would she have rushed through this tour so quickly?

“How could I not miss my wife? I’ve been thinking of you day and night…”

Xiao Yufan whispered softly, though the way he said it sounded rather lewd. Lin Jiayao’s face flushed crimson. If her countless devoted fans knew their goddess was now in someone else’s arms, they might have gone berserk.

“As if anyone would believe you! I’d barely left before you added two more sisters to your collection and even picked up an unexpected fiancée!”

Though she knew Xiao Yufan was just teasing her, Lin Jiayao’s heart still warmed. Standing on the pedestal of divinity, she had no shortage of excellent suitors, yet her entire heart was filled only with Xiao Yufan, a love that grew deeper with time…

Xiao Yufan was momentarily speechless. It seemed this girl had come fully informed—she was here to confront him. Fortunately, she wouldn’t truly get angry; otherwise, he wouldn’t know what excuses to use to placate her.

Perhaps without realizing it, Lin Jiayao had already replaced Cheng Ying in Xiao Yufan’s heart. This woman, who had always silently stood by his side, had given him far more than mere patience…