95: 95. Is Lu Feng being kept by someone?

Hearing this voice, all three subconsciously straightened their bodies.

Fat Jin stammered, "Well, Old Zhang met a friend, we're just chatting for a bit, and we'll leave right away."

Zhang Wenfa also lowered his voice and said, "Go, go, go, let's talk outside."

Xu Ting didn't look at them, but curiously looked at Lu Feng and asked, "You two know each other?"

As soon as she said this, Zhang Wenfa, Fat Jin, and Fan Kui were all stunned, looking at Lu Feng in unison.

What? Could it be... you two know each other too!?

Lu Feng smiled, "Zhang Wenfa, he's that eccentric roommate I told you about."

Only then did Xu Ting show a hint of a smile, saying, "So that's it, so you're the rich second-generation kid who shares a dorm with my brother and always thinks about chasing girls?"

Zhang Wenfa's heart was in turmoil: The Chairman of Donghai Group actually knows me? And knows my... embarrassing stories?

Fat Jin and Fan Kui looked at Xu Ting as if she were a stranger; they had never heard of this side of Sister Xu.

Especially Fat Jin, who was extremely envious.

Please, I'm your cousin, you've never been this nice to me, your own relative!

The two of them seemed to have known each other for a long time, as casual as old friends.

Xu Ting smiled and said, "Even if we know each other, we can't stay here. Let's go back first. Xiao Lu, let's go."

Her attitude was completely different.

Fat Jin really wanted to say that Lu Feng was also newly adult, but seeing his cousin's smile, he didn't dare to ruin it.

Lu Feng glanced at Zhang Wenfa, who was dumbfounded and whose eyes were full of "you're not right" messages, knowing that this matter couldn't be explained clearly in a short time. He could only silently pat his shoulder: "Let's talk about it when we get back if there's anything."

After speaking, he followed Xu Ting deeper inside.

It wasn't until their backs disappeared at the end of the corridor that Zhang Wenfa suddenly gasped, grabbing the nearby Fat Jin, his voice trembling: "Pa... Pangzi! Did you see that?... Your cousin... she... she personally went in with my roommate... What the hell... what's going on?!"

Fat Jin was also bewildered, scratching his chubby face: "I... I don't know either! I've never heard my sister mention knowing someone like Lu Feng..."

Fan Kui stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming with gossip, and lowered his voice: "Ahem... Old Zhang, you just said that card... was his? And now CEO Xu's attitude towards Lu Feng is so... special? Hiss... Lu Feng couldn't be..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the ambiguous meaning in his eyes was already very clear.

Zhang Wenfa was thunderstruck!

He slapped his thigh abruptly, his face constantly flashing with complex expressions of shock, realization, and 'so that's how it is,' and he stammered, "Holy crap! I get it too! I get everything!"

Only Fat Jin was still anxiously saying, "What do you get? Tell me."

"Black Gold Card! CEO Xu!!"

Zhang Wenfa's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a shocking secret, "No wonder Lu Feng has a real Black Gold Card! And he said someone gave it to him... Now CEO Xu treats him like this... This clearly is... is..."

He deliberated for a long time, finally finding a word he thought was appropriate, "Being kept! Yes! It must be like this! Lu Feng is being kept by your cousin!"

Although this conclusion was absurd, in the face of the extremely shocking facts before them, it seemed to be the only acceptable and reasonable explanation.

Fat Jin suddenly understood, then turned pale with fright.

That terrifying strong woman cousin, would she actually do such a thing? Unbelievable, too unbelievable.

"He's actually a kept man, damn it! I really didn't expect Lu Feng, who usually keeps quiet, to have such dumb luck!" Zhang Wenfa's face showed a distorted expression, a mix of envy and bitterness.

He felt his perception of this world had been refreshed again... On the other side, Lu Feng followed Xu Ting through the quiet corridor and arrived at an open-air golf driving range.

Although it was night, the entire venue was illuminated by soft lights, the grass was green, and the air was very fresh.

"Do you know how to play?"

Xu Ting took a golf club from a caddy nearby and handed it to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng weighed it a few times and smiled, "Let me try."

Xu Ting stood behind Lu Feng, just about to give him some pointers, when she suddenly saw him assume a very professional stance, then cleanly raise the club and swing!

"Whoosh... Thunk!"

The golf ball flew towards the distant flagstick, landing about half a meter from the hole, and stopped nearby.

Although it didn't go in, it still surprised Xu Ting.

"Didn't you say you've never played before?"

Lu Feng nodded very sincerely and said, "Indeed, I haven't. I'm just a poor student; I've only seen it on TV before."

There was one more thing he didn't mention, which was that he had learned it in a dream.

Over the past period, he often indulged in the method of 'dream plundering.' With the idea that more skills are always better, he had already learned four or five languages, and tried several sports like skateboarding, swimming, golf, and so on. Things he never had a chance to learn before now greatly interested him, and in the next phase, he even wanted to try music.

Xu Ting teased, "But your skill doesn't look like a poor student's at all; it looks more like a seasoned expert."

"I learn things very quickly..."

There weren't many people tonight, and the two of them chatted and swung clubs, feeling quite leisurely.

During the halftime break, Xu Ting looked at the twinkling city lights in the distance and suddenly asked, "Xiao Lu, do you know why I suddenly sought you out?"

"I guess it's definitely not about sponsoring my college education."

Xu Ting chuckled and shook her head: "You really helped me a lot with the cooperation on the three land parcels last time. After that crisis, I was very curious: even my group's professional team hadn't discovered the news yet, so how did you know in advance?"

Lu Feng met her gaze, his eyes showing no evasion, just a faint smile: "Everyone has their own channels for obtaining information, Sister Xu. Just consider it good luck on my part, that I happened to hear some rumors."

Xu Ting stared at him for a few seconds, seemingly trying to find a flaw in his calm face, but ultimately gave up.

She gently exhaled and said, "I know your information is much more powerful than I imagined, so... I want to ask you for a favor, a personal favor."

Lu Feng had some guesses in his heart, but still asked, "What kind of favor?"

Xu Ting was silent for a moment, and when she spoke again, her voice carried a hint of fatigue: "My father, Xu Hanlin, passed away three years ago. The official conclusion was illness, but I've always suspected it was a carefully planned murder. But three years have passed, and I've used all the power I could, yet I can't find any clues."

She looked at Lu Feng, her words earnest: "Xiao Lu, I know this request is presumptuous and very difficult, but I always feel that you... are not an ordinary person. Can you... can you help me investigate? Whatever the outcome, I can accept it."

Xu Ting knew she was somewhat desperate, but her father's death was an insurmountable hurdle in her heart, and she really wanted to know the truth.

Lu Feng was silent for a moment, then sighed: "Sister Xu, I don't like to get involved in other people's family matters, and you haven't found any clues in this matter. Perhaps... there might not be any suspicious points after all?"

Xu Ting's eyes dimmed, losing the demeanor of a strong businesswoman and instead resembling a helpless person. Her gaze drifted into the distance, and she murmured, "Perhaps, but I just haven't been willing to accept it."

According to rational judgment, Lu Feng should indeed refuse, but the words on his tongue changed, and he said, "Sister Xu, I can help you investigate, but I can't guarantee any results."

Xu Ting looked up at him and said, "Thank you, Xiao Lu, that's enough."

...Meanwhile, at the entrance of the Donghai Jiangxing Private Club.

Zhang Wenfa and the other two were squatting by the roadside, cracking melon seeds, completely immersed and unable to extricate themselves from the shocking gossip they had concocted.

Fan Kui chattered on, "It's definitely like this! You'll know if you look at the news! Lu Feng's situation was so difficult before, then suddenly he had money. Not only did his father have money to get a kidney source, but he also held a real Black Gold Card! Now look at him entering and exiting the club with your cousin like a couple. What else could this be if not being kept?"

Zhang Wenfa coughed and corrected, "Old Fan, watch your words. This is called resource exchange. Old Lu exchanged his youth for money and support! This is great!!"

Fat Jin was half-convinced: "No way... Lu Feng doesn't seem like that kind of person..."

Fan Kui laughed, "You can know a person's face, but not their heart, Pangzi!"

Zhang Wenfa's tone was also tinged with sourness: "Besides, your cousin is so beautiful, that figure, that looks... and she's rich. This soft rice, I would... cough, this opportunity, how many people want to eat it but can't! Old Lu has hit the jackpot!"

Based on his understanding of his cousin Xu Ting, Fat Jin still didn't quite believe it: "Old Zhang, your imagination is too wild. What if Lu Feng helped my sister with something important, and they're partners?"

Fan Kui reached out and touched Fat Jin's forehead: "Pangzi, you don't have a fever, do you? Partners? Lu Feng is just a high school graduate, a student! What can he help your sister with? Solving college entrance exam math problems? Don't be silly! Your hypothesis is even more absurd! No, I'm dying of curiosity now, I really want to know..."

Zhang Wenfa was also eager to see Lu Feng's embarrassed and stubborn look when he returned and was exposed.

This feeling of holding a shocking secret about his roommate made him temporarily forget the impact of the Black Gold Card, becoming unusually excited!