{Chapter: 292 Ye Feng's fiancée!}
When Ye Feng was still a young man undergoing medical treatment, his master, always farsighted and strategic, helped arrange a marriage alliance with one of the most prestigious families in Jiangbei—the Yun family.
His fiancée, Yun Yaxuan, was more than just a beautiful young lady from a noble lineage. Rumor had it that she was incredibly gentle and refined, and her appearance was so exquisite that she had earned a place among the Four Great Beauties of Jiangbei. Her features were delicate yet mesmerizing, and her presence seemed to carry a serene charm that made her unforgettable.
But her appeal wasn't limited to her looks. Yun Yaxuan was a woman of substance—cultured, talented, and wise beyond her years. From a young age, she had shown aptitude in classical arts. She was skilled in piano, calligraphy, and chess, and she possessed a deep appreciation for traditional Chinese culture, something that resonated with more conservative and respected circles. To many, she was the very embodiment of what one would call the perfect Chinese wife in cheongsam.
And yet, despite being betrothed, Ye Feng had never once met Yun Yaxuan in person.
Their lives had always seemed to be on different trajectories. When Yun Yaxuan was still in China, Ye Feng was living the life of a mercenary abroad, navigating the brutal conflicts of foreign lands. By the time Ye Feng returned home, she had already left for the United States to pursue higher education at none other than Harvard University—one of the top academic institutions in the world.
Thus, fate had continually drawn them apart.
In contrast to the ideal image of his betrothed, Ye Feng's own romantic history was... colorful, to say the least. In the past, he had been something of a legend—tall, striking, charismatic. With just a flick of his fingers or a casual glance, he could make women naked and fuck them. He used to live a life surrounded by lust and desire.
But those days felt long gone.
Now, injured and less powerful than before, Ye Feng found himself in a humiliating position. To maintain the company of women, he had to resort to using money—something that deeply wounded his pride. What was even worse was the look in those women's eyes. Pity. Disdain. Superiority. They accepted his money, but their every movement, every glance, reminded him of how far he had fallen.
Some of them even dared to mock him.
Unable to bear the humiliation, Ye Feng had lashed out in violence more than once. Several women bore the brunt of his frustration and bitterness. But the Chen family, wielding influence and power, made sure to clean up after him. Those women disappeared from the public eye without so much as a ripple in the water.
Still, there was one thing Ye Feng feared—what if Yun Yaxuan, the woman he had never met, also looked at him with the same eyes?
What if she, too, was repulsed by his current state?
However, his master had reassured him repeatedly that Yun Yaxuan was not that kind of woman. Her upbringing was extremely traditional. She believed in the old values: If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, follow the dog. In her world, marriage was a sacred duty—not a transactional relationship that could be dismissed based on physical appearance or misfortune.
She had never once objected to the arranged engagement.
Because of that, Ye Feng allowed himself a sliver of hope. A woman like Yun Yaxuan, with beauty, poise, talent, and unwavering principles, was hard to find. And she was returning to China soon.
With Yan Ruyue slipping further out of his reach, Yun Yaxuan seemed like the perfect replacement.
No—she was more than a replacement. She would become the jewel of his crown.
When the time came, Ye Feng planned to shower Yun Yaxuan with affection, attention, and extravagant displays of love—right in front of Lin Yuan and Yan Ruyue. He would make Yan Ruyue watch as he treated another woman far better than he had ever treated her. He would let her see what she gave up when she turned her back on him and chose Lin Yuan instead.
Ye Feng's eyes gleamed with a twisted sense of anticipation. His heart pulsed with dark delight.
He was eagerly awaiting Yun Yaxuan's return.
But what Ye Feng didn't know—what hadn't yet crossed his mind—was that Lin Yuan, ever the strategist, had already started collecting information on Yun Yaxuan long before this. Unbeknownst to Ye Feng, his so-called trump card had already been marked and placed within the scope of Lin Yuan's long-term plan.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Lin Yuan had just returned home.
After a refreshing shower, he laid down on his bed, letting the steam fade from his skin. The cool air brushed against him gently as he reached for his system panel—his ever-trusty guide to growth and supremacy.
[Host: Lin Yuan]
[Counterattack Points: 10000]
[Wealth value: ¥17 billion]
[Attributes:]
[Strength: 200＋, Speed: 200＋, Reaction: 200 +, Charisma: 200 +, physique:200＋]
[Skills:]
[Medical Skills: Divine Level, Piano: Divine Level, Singing: Divine Level, Calligraphy: Divine Level, Equestrianism: Divine Level, Fighting: Divine Level, Pistol: Divine Level, Sniping: Divine Level, Stocks: Advanced, Antique Appraisal: Advanced, Tai Chi: Advanced, Chess: Advanced, Car Skill: Intermediate, Violin: Intermediate, English: Elementary,… ]
[Favorability Panel: ]
[Yan Ruyue: 80, Qiu Wanxi: 99, Qiao Siying: 0, Chi Qian: 27, Gui Qingtong: 94, Mei Yuxian: 82]
[Loyalty Panel:]
[Wang Ergou: 95, Shi Shengnan: 90, Chen Yu: 80]
[Fate Value:]
[Ye Feng: 670 (67% remaining)]
Earlier that day, Lin Yuan had upgraded his calligraphy skill to the divine level, which had cost him a hefty 4,000 counterattack points. But the rewards from his schemes and actions had piled up quickly. Now, with 10,000 points in hand, he was ready to allocate his resources.
He casually invested 6,000 counterattack points, assigning 20 attribute points each to Strength, Physique, and Charisma. With that, only 4,000 remained—enough for an emergency or sudden opportunity.
Immediately after allocating the points, Lin Yuan felt a change ripple through his body.
His limbs were heavier, yet more powerful. His chest felt solid, and there was a refined sharpness to his presence. He stood up, curious to test his newly upgraded body.
His room, like the rest of the mansion, was expansive and well-furnished. The massive king-sized bed beneath him was a good candidate.
With ease, Lin Yuan gripped the edge of the bed and, with just one hand, lifted the entire structure off the ground. The frame creaked slightly under its weight, but to Lin Yuan, it felt almost weightless.
"Still too light," he muttered, a little disappointed. His raw strength had reached monstrous levels.
Downstairs, his parents—Lin Jianjun and Meng Yuelan—heard the noise and looked up in concern.
"What on earth is he doing up there?" Meng Yuelan murmured.
"Probably training again," Lin Jianjun said with a shake of his head, both impressed and confused.
Meng Yuelan's expression grew slightly worried when she heard the sudden thud and shifting noises from upstairs. "Yuan'er, what's going on up there?" she called out, concerned about lacing her voice.
Lin Jianjun, sitting beside her, shook his head calmly and raised a finger to his lips in a hush gesture. "Don't worry," he said in a low voice, "our son is just… full of youthful energy. Best not to disturb him right now."
Realization dawned on Meng Yuelan's face, and she nodded slowly. "Ah, that makes sense. Yuan'er is still young, after all—vigorous, strong, and at his prime," she chuckled, her tone turning thoughtful. "It really might be time we put it on the agenda to help him find a good daughter-in-law."
She tapped her fingers against the armrest, already thinking aloud. "That girl from the Yan family… she still seems like a good choice. From what I've seen, she's fond of Yuan'er. Maybe we should go talk to Song Xuan and see where things stand."
Lin Jianjun raised an eyebrow and added, "The little lady from the Mei family too—Qingtong, was it? She's promising. If we can build strong ties with the Mei family, it would be a powerful alliance for both sides."
"Hmmm… you're right," Meng Yuelan said with a sigh, falling into contemplation.
Just a few months ago, they had quietly worried whether their son would ever settle down. Lin Yuan had always seemed so driven and independent, distant from matters of love. But now, things had changed. Now, they found themselves not wondering if he would marry, but who would be worthy to become their daughter-in-law.
Back upstairs, Lin Yuan was entirely unaware of his parents' discussion.
After casually testing his newfound physical strength, Lin Yuan stood in front of the full-length mirror in his room, carefully examining his reflection.
The results of adding 20 attribute points to his Charisma stat were clearly visible.
He looked even more striking than before—his features sharper, his posture even more confident, his aura practically glowing. He had the charm of a classical idol paired with the composed magnetism of a seasoned leader.
His features looked impossibly perfect. Sharp eyes, a sculpted jaw, and an aura that seemed to draw attention effortlessly.
As he continued admiring his reflection, a ridiculous thought briefly crossed his mind.
"If I wore women's clothing right now… I might even outshine Chi Qian, who has a perfect 100-point beauty rating…"
His eyes twitched at the mental image, and he quickly shook his head. "No, no. What am I even thinking?!"
He chuckled, dismissing the thought and walking away from the mirror.
Soon after, Lin Yuan changed into comfortable clothes and laid down to sleep, drifting into slumber with a satisfied heart.
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The Next Morning
As sunlight poured through the curtains, Lin Yuan woke up with sharp clarity and a refreshed body.
The first thing he did was call Long Wu.
He needed to get an update on the situation in Xiling District.
Although the ownership rights of the district had already been outlined and settled in principle, the transition process wasn't fully complete. The handover documents still hadn't been formally presented to all relevant parties. There were still people who needed to move in, businesses to be notified, and security details to finalize.
After hearing Long Wu's report, Lin Yuan decided to personally visit the Xiling District.
He was familiar with the intricacies of the area—and even more familiar with the Chen family's underhanded dealings.
By the end of the morning, Lin Yuan had not only wiped out the remnants of the Qingshan Gang still operating in the Xiling District, but he had also confiscated and consolidated all of the Chen family's remaining assets and real estate in the area.
In addition, he laid out a rough strategic roadmap for how the properties and local companies would be developed moving forward—identifying potential partners, setting long-term goals, and assigning the key points to Long Wu's team for implementation.
It was almost noon when Lin Yuan finally left, confident everything was on track.
Next, he drove straight to Jiangbei First People's Hospital, where he had arranged to meet Qiu Wanxi and Jiang Rou.
They had lunch together in the hospital cafeteria, where Lin Yuan made sure Qiu Wanxi had a balanced meal and followed up on her condition. After carefully examining her pulse and general health, he gave a satisfied nod.
"You're basically ready to be discharged," he said with a gentle smile. "You could leave tonight or tomorrow morning, depending on how you feel."
Then, he turned toward both women and added, "Once you're out, Wanxi, stay with Dr. Jiang for a few more days—just until you're completely recovered. Then you can either return to the Hope Cake Shop or move into my villa in Zhaoyang District."
He pulled a sleek, metallic key from his pocket and handed it to Qiu Wanxi.
"Take this," he said warmly. "My villa in Riverview is just sitting there unused. The bed at the cake shop is too small. You'll recover faster in comfort."
Wanxi's eyes lit up with happiness. "Thank you Master Lin!" she said cheerfully as she accepted the key with both hands.
Lin Yuan's intention wasn't just kindness. He knew that Qiu Wanxi had already opened her heart to him. Once she recovered fully, he planned to make their relationship truly intimate.
Jiang Rou, standing beside her, couldn't help but smile as well. Though she wasn't materialistic, she was still impressed by Lin Yuan's generosity. The villa he just handed over was located in one of the most prestigious districts of Jiangbei, and likely worth hundreds of millions.
The way he handed it over so casually—like it was no big deal—felt very much like something out of a domineering CEO romance novel.
"I'll take good care of Wanxi while she's healing," Jiang Rou added.
Lin Yuan nodded, gave them both a few more instructions, then left the hospital.
His next destination was the Mei family's residence.
He had arranged to speak with Mei Yuxian—though his reasons weren't entirely business-related.
If Lin Yuan longed for anyone lately, it was definitely her. Mei Yuxian's mature beauty and flirtatious grace made her irresistible.
Luckily, Lin Yuan's stats in physique and stamina were sky-high. Otherwise, he doubted he could handle the kind of intensity that often came with their encounters.
Soon, Lin Yuan's car rolled to a stop in front of the Mei family's lavish estate.
But instead of being greeted by the charming and voluptuous Mei Yuxian…
The front door opened to reveal the delicate and pure-faced girl—Gui Qingtong.
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