Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

"Turn the page?"

Lei Xue snorted coldly, "You've ruined my reputation, and you think you can just move on? Dream on!"

"So what do you want?"

"I'll make you pay!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Lei Xue suddenly raised her leg and kicked Chen Feng in the groin!

The movements were fast and ruthless, clearly indicating that the person had practiced.

Chen Feng was caught off guard and had no time to dodge.

"boom!"

That kick landed squarely on the target.

"hiss--!"

Chen Feng gasped, his whole body instantly curling up like a shrimp, his face deathly pale, and cold sweat pouring down his face.

The excruciating pain that spread from his lower body to his entire body almost made him faint.

Oh shit!

A kick that will cut off your offspring!

That woman was too ruthless!

Chen Feng winced in pain and instinctively reached out to cover his groin.

But at that moment, his survival instinct kicked in—

In that instant, he instinctively squeezed his legs together, tightly clamping down on Lei Xue's foot that hadn't had time to retract!

"You! Let go!"

Lei Xue was caught off guard by Chen Feng's move and panicked, desperately trying to pull her leg back.

But Chen Feng was in excruciating pain and couldn't care less about anything else.

He held Lei Xue's legs tightly, refusing to let go.

"You bastard! You...you let go! Did you hear me!" Lei Xue was both ashamed and angry, her cheeks were so red they were almost bleeding.

From childhood to adulthood, when had she ever suffered such humiliation? To have her legs "locked" in such an unspeakable way by a man, unable to move.

The two of them were in a position that was both bizarre and comical at that moment.

Lei Xue raised one leg high, which was tightly clamped between Chen Feng's legs. Her whole body was almost suspended in the air, her body leaning forward, and her hands instinctively braced against his chest to maintain her balance.

Chen Feng, on the other hand, was hunched over, gritting his teeth, his face pale but still refusing to let go, like a shrimp whose tail had been stepped on but still clung to it tightly.

This pose, viewed from the side, is exactly like an "aerial split"—except it's not an elegant split, but a close-quarters brawl with a hint of gunpowder.

Chen Feng adjusted his posture slightly, trying to alleviate the excruciating pain. However, this movement made the already delicate balance between the two of them even more precarious.

Lei Xue swayed, cried out in surprise, and almost fell backward, gripping the wall even tighter.

"You...you stay still!"

She shrieked, a hint of barely perceptible panic in her voice.

This position put her at a complete disadvantage and was extremely undignified.

Even worse, because Lei Xue was wearing a short dress and her movements were too rapid, the hem of her skirt had already slipped down to her upper thighs.

As Chen Feng bent over in excruciating pain, his gaze passed over her taut calves, swept over the inside of her snow-white thighs, and plunged straight into a patch of spring light that shouldn't have been seen.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Lei Xue also noticed something, and looked down following Chen Feng's frozen gaze—

"ah--!!!"

A piercing scream, almost bursting through eardrums, suddenly rang out.

Her face flushed crimson instantly, followed by boundless shame, indignation, and rage!

"Where are you looking! You filthy scoundrel! I'll kill you!!!"

"I didn't see it, you lifted it up yourself," Chen Feng said shamelessly.

Her fair and slender thighs, her firm and rounded curves, and that...

Pink cotton underwear with a cartoon bear pattern.

Chen Feng: "..."

"You! You scoundrel! Pervert! You lecher!"

She struggled frantically and finally broke free from Chen Feng's grasp. She quickly pressed down on her skirt with her hands, feeling utterly ashamed and indignant.

Chen Feng had recovered a bit by this time. Although his lower body was still in excruciating pain, he didn't hold back with his words.

"Miss Lei, how old are you? Why are you still wearing cartoon underwear? Bear pattern? Is this kindergarten-level aesthetics?"

"Shut up!"

Lei Xue was practically going crazy; her eyes were red-rimmed. "You actually...you actually saw it! I'm going to kill you!"

"No, no, no!"

Chen Feng quickly backed away, "Calm down! You kicked me first! I was acting in self-defense!"

"Self-defense? You're staring up my skirt while my legs are clamped between your legs, and that's self-defense?"

"I didn't mean to! I was in so much pain I couldn't think of anything else!"

"You still dare to argue!"

As Lei Xue spoke, she was about to rush forward again.

Seeing that things were not going well, Chen Feng turned and ran, rushing into the men's restroom and closing the door behind him.

"You pervert! Come out here!"

Lei Xue pounded on the door frantically from the outside, yelling, "If you don't give me an explanation today, I'm not done with you!"

"Miss Lei! Calm down! This is the men's restroom! Isn't it inappropriate for a young lady like you to come in here?"

"I don't care about the toilet! Get out here!"

Chen Feng leaned against the door, a bitter smile playing on his lips.

Tonight has been incredibly unlucky. First, I was humiliated by the parking attendant, then I offended Lei Hu, and now I've run into that crazy woman, Lei Xue.

This moon-viewing party was truly spectacular!

...After a while, the knocking finally stopped.

Chen Feng cautiously pushed open a crack in the door, and only after confirming that Lei Xue had left did he breathe a sigh of relief and limp out.

He leaned against the wall and walked back to the terrace. In the distance, he saw Hao Mei chatting with a middle-aged businessman. He didn't rush over, but instead found a corner to stand in and silently relieve the pain in his lower body.

The farce involving Lei Xue had barely subsided when the banquet was drawing to a close.

Guests on the terrace began to leave in twos and threes.

"I'm going to the restroom to touch up my makeup, and then we'll leave."

Hao Mei glanced at the delicate ladies' watch on her wrist.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the elevator."

Chen Feng nodded. Although the kick he had just received was still throbbing, he maintained an upright posture.

Hao Mei lifted her skirt and walked away gracefully.

Chen Feng walked alone to the edge of the terrace and lit a cigarette.

The night breeze was slightly cool, dispelling some of the heat, but it couldn't dispel the inexplicable melancholy in his heart.

Tonight, he witnessed the true world of fame and fortune.

Luxury cars, fine wine, political intrigue, and women.

Everything here is cloaked in civilization, but at its core it is even more brutal than the streets of the South District.

Here, people kill without knives; they kill with money, power, and social class.

I had only smoked half of my cigarette when a strong, hostile scent of cologne hit me.

"Hey, Boss Chen, still reluctant to leave?"

Zhao Tai approached, swaying as he carried a glass of red wine.

He was thin and shorter than Chen Feng by half a head. Although his suit was expensive, it couldn't make him look imposing. Instead, it made him look thin and mean, like a bamboo pole wrapped in silk.

Chen Feng didn't turn around, he just casually exhaled a smoke ring.

"Young Master Zhao, please speak frankly."

Zhao Tai stood beside him, imitating him by leaning against the railing. He put on the fake smile typical of rich young masters, but his eyes were full of malice.

"Chen Feng, I'm too lazy to pretend to be a civilized person with you."

His voice was extremely low and reeked of alcohol, uttering each word slowly and deliberately, "Who the hell is Hao Mei? Don't you have any idea?"

Chen Feng tilted his head, a half-smile playing on his lips: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Tai sneered, his voice suddenly rising half an octave before quickly lowering again, as if afraid of being overheard. "She's Director Hao's darling daughter, a reporter for the Donghai Daily, and one of Donghai City's top socialites. And you? A country bumpkin who sells sand and cement, reeking of mud, dares to get close to her?"