Entering the wrong room, he became invincible after conquering the voluptuous aunt.

At this moment, Qiao Jinlian finally realized Ye Feng's strength. She knew very well that with Ye Feng's power, Wolf Brother wasn't even qualified to carry his shoes.

She was completely captivated by Ye Feng. Her voluptuous body was both alluring and frightening. Looking at Ye Feng, her voice trembled: "Ye Feng, I was wrong. I shouldn't have called Brother Wolf to cause you trouble. Please, please let me and my husband go."

Snapped!

Ye Feng raised his hand and slapped Qiao Jinlian across the back, a light but firm touch, a playful smile on his lips: "Didn't you just say Brother Wolf was awesome?"

"That was all just me making things up." Qiao Jinlian swallowed hard, her eyes instantly softening with a seductive light. She grabbed Ye Feng's arm pleadingly, "Ye Feng, I promise I'll never bother Jiang Qinghe again. I'll also give you an extra 200,000 yuan as compensation. Please forgive me this time."

Seeing Qiao Jinlian's arrogant demeanor followed by obsequiousness, and then looking at her ample bosom, Ye Feng sneered, his tone carrying an undeniable forcefulness: "If you want me to spare you and your husband, you'll have to let me have my way with you first."

"What?" Qiao Jinlian's expression changed drastically, her face instantly turning bright red. "I already have a husband, this isn't appropriate."

"Not good?" Ye Feng pulled Qiao Jinlian's voluptuous body into his arms, his hands caressing her full, soft waist. He lowered his head and breathed hot air into her ear, his tone carrying an all-knowing certainty. "If I'm not mistaken, your husband's sexual function has long been ruined. He can't satisfy you at all. Otherwise, how come you haven't had a child after so many years of marriage? Don't you want a child of your own?"

"How...how did you know?" Qiao Jinlian was shocked, her cheeks flushed red. This was a secret she and Pan Dahai had kept hidden in their hearts. A few years ago, Pan Dahai had an accident while working in the underworld and completely lost his fertility. This matter had never been mentioned to outsiders.

Just then, Pan Dahai, who was lying on the ground groaning in pain, woke up. He looked up and saw Ye Feng intimately embracing his wife, and could hear their conversation. Instantly, he was filled with rage and roared with bloodshot eyes, "You little bastard surnamed Ye, I'm going to kill you!"

As he spoke, Pan Dahai tried to get up and fight Ye Feng, but Qiao Jinlian rushed forward to stop him, grabbing his hand tightly and anxiously pleading, "Dahai, don't do anything rash! Wolf Brother has already been killed in an instant!"

"What?!" Pan Dahai's head was buzzing, his face filled with disbelief. "Brother Wolf is a martial arts grandmaster! How could he possibly..."

He subconsciously glanced around and immediately saw Wolf Brother lying next to the car, covered in blood, his head tilted to the side and motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"Holy shit!" Pan Dahai gasped, his anger instantly replaced by extreme fear. He staggered to Ye Feng, his back bent like a shrimp, his tone both obsequious and terrified, "Brother, it's a misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding! My wife and I were blind to your greatness, utterly ignorant!"

"Alright then, I'll host a top-notch banquet at the Haitang Grand Hotel tonight, personally apologizing to you and offering you tea in apology!"

"You dare to challenge me?" Ye Feng glanced at him disdainfully, grabbed Pan Dahai by the neck, lifted him up, and sneered, "You dare to call a martial arts grandmaster to kill me? I might as well send you to meet the King of Hell and be done with it."

"No, no, no!" Pan Dahai's face turned purple from being choked. He desperately pried at Ye Feng's wrist with both hands, begging frantically, "Mr. Ye, no, Grandpa Ye! I was really wrong. I'm willing to give you this milk tea shop as an apology, just please spare my life!"

Qiao Jinlian didn't want Pan Dahai to die like this. Although Pan Dahai was impotent, he had spoiled her in every way over the years and never mistreated her materially. She immediately grabbed Ye Feng's arm, pressed her soft body tightly against him, and pleaded through tears, "Ye Feng, please spare my husband! I'll give you anything you want, please!"

Looking at Qiao Jinlian's sincere plea for mercy and her alluring demeanor, Ye Feng suddenly had an idea. He sneered and released his grip: "Fine, I'll give you face this time and spare your husband's life so he can repent and start anew."

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Ye!" Pan Dahai coughed violently, clutching his neck, his face full of gratitude.

After regaining their senses, Pan Dahai and Qiao Jinlian immediately extended another enthusiastic invitation to Ye Feng, insisting on holding a banquet at the Haitian Hotel to apologize, and also hoping to build a relationship with Ye Feng and get on his good side.

Jiang Qinghe bit her lip, stepped forward and said gently to Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, why don't you go eat with them? I can manage things at the milk tea shop."

After Ye Feng left with Pan Dahai and Qiao Jinlian, Jiang Qinghe immediately called the cleaners to clean up the mess in the shop, and she and Lu Ranran got busy again. The milk tea shop quickly returned to its former liveliness.

Ten minutes later, Ye Feng and his two companions arrived at the Haitian Hotel. Pan Dahai was a regular customer and had booked the hotel's most upscale VIP room.

This private room is not only luxuriously decorated, but also has excellent soundproofing.

Pan Dahai busied himself gesturing for Ye Feng to sit down, then immediately called over a waiter, waving his hand generously: "Bring up all the best dishes from your hotel, and also bring over a case of '82 Lafite!"

Qiao Jinlian sat beside Ye Feng, looking at his calm and handsome appearance. Her face flushed slightly, and a strange fascination appeared in her eyes. Even her gaze softened.

Pan Dahai picked up the freshly poured wine glass, presented it to Ye Feng with both hands, and said respectfully, "Mr. Ye, my wife and I have a history with you, which can be described as a case of 'unrequited love.' In the future, if you ever need our help in this area, please don't hesitate to ask!"

"No problem." Ye Feng nodded lightly, but his hand suddenly reached under the table and landed on Qiao Jinlian's plump, snow-white thighs.

Qiao Jinlian's body trembled as if she had been electrocuted, her thigh muscles tensed, but she did not resist at all. Instead, she subconsciously moved closer to Ye Feng.

Soon, the waiter brought over the Lafite. Pan Dahai personally opened the bottle, filled Ye Feng's glass, poured himself a glass, raised his glass and said, "Mr. Ye, I'd like to toast you. I apologize for any offense I may have caused before. I hope you will be magnanimous and not take it to heart."

Ye Feng took the wine glass with one hand, tilted his head back and drank it down, while his other hand under the table became increasingly restless.

Qiao Jinlian felt weak all over and couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her cheeks flushed red as if they were about to bleed.

"What's wrong?" Pan Dahai asked Qiao Jinlian with a puzzled look when he heard the noise.

"No, it's nothing." Qiao Jinlian suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, waved her hand, and said in a slightly unsteady voice, "I'm probably just a little weak from staying up late at the shop recently, it's nothing serious."

Pan Dahai didn't think much of it, and smiled as he urged Ye Feng to eat, toasting him cup after cup, afraid of neglecting this great master.

The food was served one after another, with delicacies from land and sea filling the table. After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Pan Dahai suddenly stood up, clutching his stomach, and said apologetically, "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, my stomach is a little upset. I'm going to the restroom. You can continue eating, don't wait for me."

"Go ahead." Ye Feng waved his hand casually, but a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.

After Pan Dahai's figure disappeared through the door of the private room, Qiao Jinlian looked at Ye Feng's hand still resting on her thigh, a hint of resentment in her eyes, and whispered, "Ye Feng, have you had enough fun?"

"Not bad." Ye Feng smiled playfully, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Qiao Jinlian's waist, pulling her to his side. His tone was forceful, "Since he went to the toilet, why don't you help me with something?"

Qiao Jinlian's face flushed even redder, her eyes filled with shyness as she asked hesitantly, "What do you want me to do?"

Ye Feng lowered his head, whispered something in her ear, pinched her chin with his fingertips, and said with a playful smile, "You know what I mean."

Qiao Jinlian's heart raced instantly, pounding like a deer. After hesitating for a moment, looking at Ye Feng's handsome yet assertive face, she finally bit her lip and began searching for chopsticks under the table.

Half an hour later, Pan Dahai returned from the restroom, rubbing his stomach as he walked into the private room. He glanced around and asked curiously, "Mr. Ye, where's my wife? She's nowhere to be seen."

Ye Feng leaned back in his chair, wiped his mouth with his hand, smiled slightly, and said in a deep and unassuming tone, "She just said she had something to do and went out for a bit, telling us to eat first."

"Oh, I see." Pan Dahai didn't suspect anything, assuming that Qiao Jinlian really had private matters to attend to. He sat back down, picked up the wine bottle again, poured wine for Ye Feng, and said with a flattering expression, "Come on, Mr. Ye, let me have another drink with you. It's my honor to meet you today."

Ye Feng drank a few more cups with Pan Dahai. Seeing that Pan Dahai's face was flushed and his steps were unsteady, Ye Feng slowly stood up and stretched with a satisfied look on his face: "Alright, I've eaten and drunk, I should go back now."

"Mr. Ye, let me see you off!" Pan Dahai immediately stood up, staggered to catch up with Ye Feng, and looked at him with respect.

Pan Dahai escorted Ye Feng to the hotel, watching him get into the Maybach whose front end Pan Dahai had wrecked. He didn't forget to earnestly instruct, "Mr. Ye, please keep in touch. Call me anytime if you need anything!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, drove away from the Haitian Hotel, and headed towards Jiang Qinghe's milk tea shop.

Back at the entrance of the milk tea shop, Ye Feng parked his car and went inside. The shop was still bustling. Lu Ranran spotted him immediately, put down her cup, and came over with a look of surprise. She deliberately wiggled her sexy hips and said reproachfully, "Brother-in-law, you're having a good time, but Qinghe and I are exhausted. We're so busy we barely have time to breathe. Come and help us out."

Ye Feng chuckled and ruffled her hair. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Qinghe strode over, phone in hand, her face brimming with barely concealed excitement, her voice trembling slightly: "Ranran, my loan has finally come through! The bank notified me to sign the contract. Once it's signed, I'll get the money, and I can expand my store!"

Lu Ranran looked at her with concern: "Qinghe, you don't really need to go through all this trouble to take out a loan. I have some spare money, I can just give you a sum, you don't have to pay it back."

Jiang Qinghe shook her head, her eyes filled with unwavering determination: "Thank you, Ranran. I appreciate your kindness, but I don't want to take your money for nothing. I want to make the milk tea shop bigger and stronger through my own efforts. That's the only way I can feel at ease."

As she spoke, Jiang Qinghe took off her work apron, folded it neatly, and placed it aside. She then said to Lu Ranran, "Ranran, could you please watch the shop for me for a little while longer? I'm going to the bank now to sign the contract and get the loan. I'll be right back."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll take care of things at the shop." Lu Ranran nodded readily.

Ye Feng watched as Jiang Qinghe took off her apron, revealing her curvaceous figure with its prominent breasts and buttocks, a captivating sight. He couldn't help but say casually, "Qinghe, let me go with you. After all, someone as stunning as you might run into some clueless idiot if you go to the bank alone. That would be troublesome."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Jiang Qinghe felt a warmth in her heart. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked at Ye Feng's handsome face, slightly mesmerized. She said gently, "Okay, I feel at ease with you by my side. This way, we can look after each other."