65: Cut off contact with Ma Yifei

"You're an upperclassman?" Feng Yixue covered her mouth, incredulous.

She had thought Ling Xian was still a student like her, but she didn't expect him to have graduated long ago.

He was actually her senior alumnus.

In an instant, the shared identity brought the two closer together.

"Yes."

"Someone like you must have been a prominent figure at Jiangnan University back then, right? I've surprisingly never heard of you." Feng Yixue tilted her head slightly and asked.

Ling Xian explained, "I was just an ordinary student back then. If I had to say, I was just low-profile."

Feng Yixue nodded, clearly agreeing with that statement.

In her view, someone as outstanding as Ling Xian must dislike being disturbed by others.

"By the way, this is the painting you left here last time." Feng Yixue turned around and brought out a well-preserved canvas from beside the easel behind her.

"It's yours."

"Really?" Feng Yixue's eyes lit up, her tone revealing her joy.

"Although you don't have the fame of a great painter right now, your work definitely has the skill of one."

"I believe you will definitely become a top-tier painter in the future. When that time comes, this painting in my hands will be very valuable."

Feng Yixue raised her hand and lightly punched Ling Xian's arm, her tone lighthearted as if she were joking.

"Unfortunately, painting is just a hobby for me. I won't be heading in that direction in the future." Ling Xian shrugged.

"Huh?" Feng Yixue looked surprised. "With your talent, it's such a waste not to continue painting."

"Alright, let's not talk about me." Ling Xian changed the subject, his gaze falling on the dark circles under her eyes. "I noticed something was off with you as soon as I arrived. Did something happen?"

"You can even tell that?" Feng Yixue looked up at Ling Xian, her gaze filled with a hint of admiration.

"I've studied a bit of Ancient Medical Arts; I can tell you haven't slept all night."

Ling Xian wasn't lying.

He had known the Living Dead for quite some time and had come into contact with countless Ancient Medical Books.

Combined with his powerful Spiritual Power, he had unknowingly mastered a lot of ancient medical knowledge.

Moreover, the dark circles under Feng Yixue's eyes were as thick as ink, her skin was loose, and even her spirit was listless.

Even an ordinary person could tell at a glance that she had stayed up all night.

Feng Yixue hesitated for a moment but eventually gave Ling Xian a brief account of what happened with Ma Yifei.

"You know, when Ma Yifei and I first met, he was clearly a youth wearing a faded school uniform with incredibly bright eyes, dedicated to serving his country."

"How did he become like this now?"

Recalling Ma Yifei's appearance in the video, which was even more violent than that of an ordinary rich second-generation heir.

Feng Yixue's stomach churned, and she couldn't help but frown slightly.

The student she had spent money to sponsor actually had such a face?

"Perhaps he is no longer the youth you knew." Ling Xian's voice was low, and every word was true.

Ma Yifei had awakened a System; he indeed wasn't that same youth anymore.

"You're right, people change." Feng Yixue patted her chest and let out a long sigh. "Thank you. I feel much better after saying it out loud."

"Yeah, don't keep it bottled up when you encounter troubling things in the future."

"Holding it in for too long can easily breed mental illness," Ling Xian reminded her.

"Did you learn this from Ancient Medical Books too?"

"That's right."

"Then if I want someone to talk to in the future, don't find me annoying." Feng Yixue leaned forward, her tone carrying a bit of anticipation.

"Alright."

"So, are we considered friends now?" Feng Yixue lowered her voice, her toes tracing light circles on the ground.

In just two short days, her favorability toward Ling Xian had skyrocketed.

This favorability was partly due to Ling Xian's stunning, world-class looks, but more so because she felt understood by him... The next day.

The Feng Family study.

Father Feng looked at the information on his phone, absolutely furious.

Footsteps came from the stairs. He snapped his head up and saw his daughter coming downstairs.

"Yixue, cut off all ties with Ma Yifei from now on. Not just you, the entire Feng Family must draw a clear line with him."

"Oh," Feng Yixue replied, putting down her water glass and asking curiously, "What happened?"

"That brat is cooperating with the Fu Family on some new project." Father Feng placed his phone on the desk.

"Dad, don't I know you?"

"You wouldn't be this angry over just that."

"There's something else, isn't there?" Feng Yixue walked to the desk, leaning her hands on the tabletop.

Seeing his daughter getting to the bottom of things, Father Feng stopped hiding it. He pulled a proposal from a pile of documents and threw it in front of her.

"Someone I planted in the Fu Family sent back a business proposal. In the plan that brat and the Fu Family formulated together, they actually listed my Feng Family as a 'high-quality asset that can be swallowed up.'"

"I never thought the money my Feng Family used for sponsorship would end up raising such an ungrateful wolf. How can I not be angry?"

Hearing her father's anger, Feng Yixue's expression became solemn.

The scenes in the video only made her feel disgusted with Ma Yifei.

But it wasn't enough to make her hate him.

But now... the Feng Family and the Fu Family were already blood rivals, yet Ma Yifei was actually helping the Fu Family deal with the Feng Family.

"Dad, this isn't right. Where did he get so much money?" Feng Yixue calmed down and raised a question.

Even if Ma Yifei was generous with his spending in the video last time, that was just for entertainment.

But business investment is a gold-swallowing beast! It's a bottomless pit!

"That brat has plenty of money."

He invested fifty million in one go last night, and that's just the beginning."

"What about later?"

"Not to mention over a billion, he can certainly come up with several hundred million in funds."

"I'm afraid his initial approach to you was just to scout out the Feng Family's weaknesses."

Feng Yixue was shocked!

Although the Feng Family's assets were nearly ten billion, their liquid capital might not even reach one billion.

The liquid funds they could use on a daily basis were only a few hundred million.

Before she could recover from her shock, Father Feng's phone suddenly vibrated, and a video popped up.

Father Feng clicked on it and watched. He was beyond furious: "Look for yourself! This brat actually stepped forward to represent the Fu Family to deal with the media, and he even said my Feng Family's traditional industries are backward!"

How could Father Feng not know that the Feng Family's industries had flaws? But a large ship is hard to turn around.

He didn't have enough capital for a transformation at all. The investment needed to enter a new field was an astronomical figure.

Moreover, there were still thousands of employees under the Feng Family to support.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Thinking of this, Father Feng became emotional and suddenly began to cough violently. His chest hurt from coughing, and he subconsciously covered his chest.

"Dad!" Feng Yixue hurriedly stepped forward to support him, gently patting his back.

"It's nothing, just an old ailment. A cigarette will fix it." Father Feng waved his hand and reached for the cigarette case in his pocket.

Feng Yixue was quick and snatched the cigarette case away.

"Your body is already like this, and you're still smoking? The doctor warned you last time that you must quit smoking and drinking."

Father Feng calmed down and smacked his lips, feeling his mouth was bland and tasteless.

He knew his daughter meant well, but a decades-old habit wasn't that easy to break.

"By the way, Yixue."

Father Feng changed the subject. "That Ling Xian you mentioned before, I had someone look into him."

The heir to the Donghai Ling Group, who is now the chairman of the Ling Group."

His company's scale is dozens of times larger than our Feng Family's."

Father Feng paused, his gaze falling on his daughter's face. "I'm not sure if he's trying to get close to you, but you'd better stay away from him."

These top-tier wealthy families care about matching social status. Our Feng Family simply can't reach that level."

"Actually, I'd prefer you to find a live-in son-in-law in the future."

"At least that way, you won't be mistreated in the Feng Family."

"If you marry out..."

"Stop, stop, stop! Dad, where are you going with this?" Feng Yixue hurriedly interrupted him, her face flushing slightly. "I'll decide my own happiness."

She was born with a bit of a rebellious streak.

The more her father opposed something, the more she wanted to try it.

It was like that when she met Ma Yifei, and now that her father was forbidding her from contacting Ling Xian, she instead developed a desire to get closer.