Chapter 82 Tu Yuandong's Collapse of Cognition

Tu Yuandong froze. The briefcase tucked under his arm dropped straight to the ground.

He saw Yu Fei's eyelashes trembling lightly, saw her throat move as she swallowed, and saw her hand slide down from Chen Ang's hair to hook around his neck.

He just stood there, motionless, like a bystander who had been pressed on a pause button.

At the same time, a massive sense of humiliation struck his already fragile self-esteem once again.

The previous two times, it was all hearsay, speculation, and suspicion. But now, the two were brazenly French kissing, and he had seen it with his own eyes.

He felt something non-existent pressing down on his head with the weight of a thousand jun. He felt as if his entire being had been dyed green. In his self-righteous perception, he had been nakedly cuckolded.

In an instant, blood rushed to his head, and his reason was almost overwhelmed by the monstrous anger. Finally, the two separated.

"Mr. Tu, I think you may have misunderstood something." Yu Fei let go of Chen Ang and turned to look over, her lips still moist from the kiss, her lip petals slightly flushed.

"I helped you make the connection purely because of that house. You think I want to remarry? I'm really not that idle. I have a boyfriend, and our sex life is harmonious. Have I lost my mind to eat leftover shit?"

Shit? Did she mean that he was shit? With that one sentence, all of Tu Yuandong's dignity was shattered. His eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Yu Fei, his body heaving with the overflow of anger.

But he didn't dare do anything to Yu Fei, so he could only aim his spearhead at Chen Ang.

"Chen Ang, you piece of trash who lives off women." He didn't suppress his voice, but every word was ground out from between his teeth. "Did you buy the Company? Did you buy the bentley? It's all, damn it, Yu Fei's money."

He took another step forward, pointing at Chen Ang. "If you have the ability, use your own money to play with me. If you don't, get lost and go back to being the one who picks up the leftovers."

Although Chen Ang really wanted to mess him up, he preferred to play dirty rather than indulge in momentary bravery or vent momentary anger.

"President Tu, generally speaking, only when someone hits a sore spot do they get as flustered and exasperated as you. Mind your image; you are a big boss who has signed contracts worth tens of millions."

Chen Ang flicked his hand, his tone very gentle, but his expression was full of disdain and mockery.

Tu Yuandong closed his eyes, suppressing his chaotic breathing. As if awakened by Chen Ang's words, when he opened his eyes again, he had regained his composure. He let out a long breath. "That's right, you and I are worlds apart. You are destined to be a bottom-feeder, trampled by me without dignity. Even if Yu Fei has taken a liking to you, it's only temporary."

"Just wait. The days ahead are long, and you will eventually understand that turning things around isn't that easy."

After mocking Chen Ang, he looked at Yu Fei again, his manner feigning relaxation. "Yu Fei, just playing around is fine. You want something fresh and want to provoke me; I understand. The young puppies outside are much better than this coward. I suggest you go out and see more."

After speaking, he actually laughed to himself, looking like self-mockery, as if laughing at his own lack of composure just now.

Just as Yu Fei wanted to retort, Chen Ang's phone rang. Chen Ang looked at the number; it was Tan Xiaolei.

"Pick it up. It wouldn't be a call urging you to repay a loan, would it?" Tu Yuandong chuckled. "In that case, why not let Yu Fei transfer money to you? Remember not to look for Wen Huilin; her money is reserved for booking hotel rooms to wait for me."

Chen Ang looked up and stared at him, ignored him, and pressed answer.

Tan Xiaolei's roaring voice came through the built-in speaker, and Chen Ang had to pull the phone away from his ear.

Even without turning on the speakerphone, his excited voice was still conveyed word for word: "Buddy, Boss Ang, it's signed! 128 million. Those two office buildings are yours now."

Although the parking lot wasn't particularly quiet, it wasn't noisy either. Yu Fei and Tu Yuandong were not far away, and they heard Tan Xiaolei's voice clearly.

The shock in Yu Fei's beautiful eyes flashed and disappeared, replaced by even greater interest.

Undoubtedly, for a mature man, the addition of money can make him shine all over. In this world, no one is not materialistic. Even if Yu Fei is not short of money, she understands the concept of money better than many people.

The unit of "hundreds of millions"—if it's not a windfall from heaven, then it can no longer be described simply as wealth; what's involved behind this is a massive network of connections and relationships. In other words, there is power behind Chen Ang.

At this moment, her attitude toward Chen Ang changed again. Unlike Yu Fei, what Tu Yuandong felt was more shock and panic.

128 million, two office buildings, belonging to Chen Ang... Tu Yuandong frowned instantly, his face full of disbelief. What kind of joke is this? How is this possible?

He turned his head quickly to look at Yu Fei, only to find that Yu Fei also had a look of shock, apparently also stunned by this statement.

He realized that his previous guess was ridiculously wrong. The relationship between the two of them was not one of a strong woman and a weak man.

He turned back to look at Chen Ang, his eyes full of strange scrutiny. At this moment, his mocking expression froze, the curve of contempt on his lips had disappeared unconsciously, and his eyes no longer held the confidence from just a moment ago.

While thinking quickly in his mind, Chen Ang finally pulled the phone back to his ear. "If it's signed, it's signed. I'm busy now; we'll talk when I get back."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ang glanced at the dumbfounded Tu Yuandong. He picked his ear and asked, "President Tu, what did you just say? A debt collection call or something?"

Tu Yuandong's face changed instantly, his whole body was full of embarrassment, his insteps were tensed tightly, and his right toes kept grinding into the ground.

But embarrassment is something that cannot withstand being directly exposed.

Chen Ang stepped forward. "I actually heard that you have tens of millions in bank loans and also owe quite a bit to suppliers. When will the few million for the Company be paid? Tomorrow, I will let the Company's legal department talk to you. Do you think that's feasible?"

Standing right in front of Tu Yuandong, Chen Ang bent down to pick up his briefcase, stuffed it under his arm, tucked it in for him, and said earnestly: "President Tu, you have to look after this contract. This is your lifeline. Remember to read the terms clearly when you go back. If you breach the contract, then you're finished."

"So, regarding the matter of me keeping two pets, don't obsess over it; leave it to yourself to raise them in the future."

After speaking, Chen Ang looked him over from left to right, patted his shoulder, and then turned back to wave at Yu Fei. "Let's go. President Tu probably needs to calm down by himself."

Yu Fei smiled in response. When passing by Tu Yuandong, she naturally hooked her arm around Chen Ang, smiled, and looked up. "Boss Ang, you're hiding your true strength. This little woman is begging to be kept."

When Tu Yuandong heard this, his body shuddered again. He didn't dare to turn back; he didn't dare to let Chen Ang see his disheveled appearance.

He knew that he would never be able to lift his head in front of Chen Ang again. Yu Fei, the woman he had tried every possible way to climb up to, was now obediently begging to be kept by Chen Ang.

Between him and Chen Ang, the difference was immediately clear. He only just discovered that the man he once thought was the one who picks up the leftovers had never put him in his eyes.

The pride he once thought he had was not worth mentioning in others' eyes; he had always been a clown-like existence. Perhaps Chen Ang had never looked at him squarely, just like a dog he teased when bored.

He and him were originally people from two different worlds. How laughable...

At this moment, Tu Yuandong's perception collapsed, and all his dignity vanished in an instant. He didn't even know how he got into the car or how he returned to the Company. It wasn't until Wen Huilin's call came in that he gradually regained his senses.