112: Chapter 111 We Worship Money, We Are Glorious

"There are so many people here, aren't you embarrassed?"

"You're my boyfriend, what's wrong with a kiss?"

Ever since they had a 'doubles match' in the office that day, Liu Yan had completely let herself go.

"Uncle Liu, long time no see."

"Little Lin, you young people go ahead and chat. I'll take my leave now. I've already paid the bill."

"For the life-saving grace you showed our Liu family, I will thank you properly next time."

"Dad, hurry up and go. I'll thank you on your behalf."

"I guarantee Lin Feng will be satisfied."

Chairman Liu Xun sighed helplessly to himself.

As a father, seeing his daughter being so intimate with another man, how could he not be annoyed?

But Lin Feng was truly outstanding; he was a man worth entrusting one's life to.

Out of sight, out of mind. They were all young people, and he didn't want to stick around and be a nuisance.

"Little Wang, do you want to leave with me?"

"Chairman Liu, no thanks. I came to celebrate Yanyan's birthday. I'll definitely leave after I've finished eating."

Chairman Liu Xun glanced at him and walked towards the door.

This kid really had thick skin. He'd given him an out, but he refused to take it.

If he insisted on staying to humiliate himself, there was nothing he could do.

No wonder his daughter didn't like him. He was truly a loser, not even a ten-millionth of Lin Feng.

"Yanyan, I want to give you a birthday gift."

"No need. I didn't invite you."

"Heh, I'm the one who shamelessly showed up, I don't blame you."

The kid grinned, pulled out a box, and placed it on the table.

Xu Luo glanced at it and laughed dramatically: "Oh? Tiffany jewelry? You really broke the bank for this, huh?"

Wang Sheng looked even more smug, lifting his head proudly: "Beauty has a good eye. This is a silver bracelet from the Tiffany 1837 collection. I picked it out carefully."

"Yanyan, this suitor of yours isn't up to par. He bought a 2,500 necklace. No sincerity."

"Beauty, that's where you're wrong. It's the thought that counts. On the other hand, some people come to a birthday dinner empty-handed—trying to get a free meal, are we?"

"Tch, Lin Feng is my man. I don't need gifts from him."

Wang Sheng's heart sank, and his face flushed red.

Liu Yan didn't give him any face at all; she wasn't even pretending anymore.

"Yanyan, this necklace is a token of my affection. Please accept it."

"It's too cheap. I'm not interested."

"You... Yanyan, this is a token of my affection."

"Can a token of affection be eaten as a meal? Can it support me? My monthly living expenses alone are fifty or sixty thousand."

"But... but he didn't give you anything."

"People are different. I don't need Lin Feng to give me gifts. Just him showing up is the best gift."

Wang Sheng felt like he'd been hit in the head by a heavy fist; his brain was buzzing.

His girl was clinging to Lin Feng's arm, acting all lovey-dovey.

And he was like a clown, sitting there with no one paying him any attention.

The necklace on the table looked like some cheap item bought at a knick-knack market.

The main thing was Xu Luo. She was sitting next to Liu Yan, but her gaze was burning as she stared at Lin Feng.

Wang Sheng wasn't stupid. One look at that longing gaze, and he knew what was going on.

She liked Lin Feng too.

Why...

"What a coincidence. I actually did bring a gift today, I just don't know if Yanyan will like it."

Lin Feng pulled a box from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Cartier jewelry? Lin Feng, you really broke the bank."

Xu Luo's words carried a sour tone.

"It's alright, just 20k. Open it and see if you like it."

Liu Yan felt delighted and excitedly opened the box.

"Wow, this is the latest Cartier LOVE bracelet! Hubby, I love it."

She took the opportunity to kiss Lin Feng on the cheek.

Lin Feng pulled another box from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Luoluo, this is for you."

"I have one too?"

"Of course. Since it's Yanyan's birthday, I can't leave you out. Open it and see."

After Xu Luo opened it, her eyes lit up.

"How did you know I liked the Cartier Juste un Clou nail bracelet?"

"I didn't. I just saw that the price was quite high, so I bought it."

"But since it's Yanyan's birthday, yours is 5,000 cheaper than hers."

"At least you have a conscience."

Under Wang Sheng's shocked gaze, Xu Luo sat on the other side of Lin Feng, took his arm, and kissed his cheek.

After a brief short-circuit in his brain, the kid suddenly seemed to have discovered a new continent.

He stood up abruptly and pointed at Lin Feng: "Yanyan, look! He and your best friend are having an affair."

"I know."

"You... you know? Then why aren't you angry? I get it, I get it now. Are you waiting for me to stand up for you?"

"What? Are you sick in the head?"

Liu Yan looked at Wang Sheng as if he were an idiot.

"No, Yanyan, he's two-timing you, and the other one is your best friend! How are you not angry? This is impossible."

"He's so unfaithful, and you're completely indifferent?"

"I get it, I get it. You must be just playing along, right?"

Xu Luo clung to Lin Feng's arm and smiled: "Are you really dying to know the reason?"

"You... you're not angry either? Did you guys get your heads slammed in a door?"

Wang Sheng felt like he was having a mental breakdown. Was this really the 21st century?

Even in ancient times, the emperor's concubines couldn't be this harmonious, right.

"Because Lin Feng has money. He drops tens of thousands on necklaces just like that, so I don't care how many women he has."

"Yanyan is right. Lin Feng earns tens of millions a year, he's handsome, and he's generous. I don't mind how many women he has either."

Wang Sheng's mouth hung slightly open, and he asked tremblingly: "Then you two..."

"We are both his girlfriends."

Wang Sheng was struck by lightning. It felt like his last twenty-plus years had been a waste.

"Yanyan, you... how did you become such a gold digger? You weren't like this before."

"That's because you didn't know me. I would never like a poor loser like you."

"Mr. Wang, Yanyan is right. Are you as rich as Lin Feng? Rongcheng Beer has gone bankrupt, so you're unemployed, right? You can't even support yourself, yet you're chasing girls? Have you no shame?"

"Luoluo, don't talk to that poor ghost. He makes a few thousand a month and is trying to chase me? He wouldn't even be in the running for a gang rape."

"I... I... Yanyan, you..."

Wang Sheng was like the protagonist in a novel who gets humiliated by the villain at the very beginning.

The difference was, he wasn't the chosen one, he had no Golden Finger, nor was he a hidden rich second generation. He was just a real loser.

Xu Luo rolled her eyes and smiled: "Girls nowadays are all gold diggers. There's no sin in digging for gold; we are gold diggers, and we are proud."

"Pfft..."

Wang Sheng clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood directly.

"You... you guys... Lin Feng, I'll kill you sooner or later."

He bolted out the door; he really couldn't stay any longer this time.

"Lin Feng, that guy spat blood. He won't have any issues, will he?"

"Even if he does, it's got nothing to do with us. What can you do if his tolerance is too low?"

"Then... where are we going now?"

Lin Feng, with one on each arm, smiled: "How about we go to my place? The bed is 2.4 meters wide; it's super comfortable."

"We'll do whatever you say."

"I'll do whatever you say too."