Urban Evil Suppression: Incorporating the Stone Hard Template

Ye Ziyun pouted at Ling Feng, her grip on his hand remaining tight.

Hearing his words, she pinched him even harder:

"You have so many rules, you're as rigid as a big rock."

"If you keep acting up, then... I'll have to charge you extra."

"You win!"

Ye Ziyun immediately stopped, feigning annoyance as she rubbed her delicate hands:

"You've really fallen for money."

Despite her cursing, Ye Ziyun suddenly remembered that Ling Feng hadn't mentioned how much money he wanted to charge before.

So... does this mean... she can choose to skip out on the bill after she's done?

Thinking of this, Ye Ziyun could no longer stay angry, and her eyes started darting around.

On the surface, he still pretended to be nonchalant, but in his heart, he was already making his own plans.

As the car continued to move forward, soon... a luxurious villa came into view.

Ye Ziyun stared intently at the extremely luxurious villa in front of her.

My eyes were glued to the viewer, and tears of envy involuntarily streamed down my face.

She knew perfectly well that this was definitely the home of the scumbag next to her.

Wiping away the tears that were welling up in her eyes, she suddenly felt incredibly jealous!

They really are... damn rich people! Evil capitalists!

After working herself to the bone for so many years, her entire fortune is only a little over a million.

But with this little money, what can you buy in Shanghai, where land is incredibly expensive?

The apartment she currently lives in costs over eight thousand yuan a month in rent alone!

Without a minimum investment of tens of millions, you wouldn't even dare to dream of buying it!

But what could she do? That apartment was the closest to her company.

The appeal is its convenience; it's less than a five-minute walk away.

There are also similar cheap properties on the market, with rents of five or six thousand, which are not uncommon.

However, a one-way trip on the road takes more than half an hour.

We persuaded her to give up; she simply didn't have the energy to keep going back and forth.

She is glamorous and looks forward to owning a house of her own in this city.

After thinking about the balance in her bank account, Ye Ziyun could only sigh helplessly.

Ling Feng gave her a strange look: "What's wrong with you now? Why are you sighing for no reason?"

"I'm envious of you, can't you see?" Ye Ziyun replied with a slightly sour taste in her mouth.

Unexpectedly, this prompted Ling Feng to smile wryly: "You're envious of me? That's quite unexpected!"

Ye Ziyun, do you want to listen to what kind of indecent things you're saying?

You know my background; I'm a child who was switched at birth, unwanted by both my parents.

You're just leaving me to fend for myself out there, and you're telling me you envy me?

He then looked up and saw the large villa in front of him, and suddenly realized:

"This villa was purchased jointly by the Ling and Chu families when the two families got married."

It's just a little bit of financial compensation for my...unloved son.

Of course... more likely, the Ling family was considering the face of the marriage alliance between the two families!

However... long before the Ling Group collapsed, my father-in-law, Chu Tianxiong, had already approached Ling Hai.

The full amount of the purchase price for this villa has been refunded to the Ling family!

So... this house has absolutely nothing to do with me now, are you still envious?

Ye Ziyun was stunned, and the sour envy on her face froze on her face.

Especially after hearing Ling Feng's self-deprecating humor, that little bit of resentment and injustice vanished in the blink of an eye.

"Um... I'm sorry about that... just pretend I didn't say anything."

Ye Ziyun was so embarrassed that she wished she could disappear into the ground.

I was so caught up in my envy that I forgot about the former young master of the Ling family standing beside me.

He was someone the Ling family had discarded like trash, and he had never experienced the life of a rich second-generation.

In comparison, although she lived a life of hardship, it was still better than those days of wandering and displacement.

Seeing Ling Feng's calm and composed expression, Ye Ziyun felt her cheeks burning.

Ling Feng didn't care what Ye Ziyun thought. After saying a few words to her, he drove towards the underground parking garage.

After arriving at the destination and parking the car, I opened the door and got out.

"We're here!" Seeing Ye Ziyun still sitting in the car in a daze, Ling Feng walked over and knocked on the car window:

"Get down! What are you thinking about while sitting there?"

"Ah...oh...coming,coming, I'm coming down now." Ye Ziyun hurriedly came to her senses.

She brushed a stray hair from her ear, then pushed open the car door and got out.

With a lingering blush on her cheeks, she whispered to Ling Feng:

"What happened before... I'm sorry! I didn't mean it..."

"Alright, I didn't even care!" Ling Feng glanced at her indifferently.

Without delving into anything further, he turned and walked towards the elevator.

"Don't just stand there, come with me!"

"Oh... here it comes!" Ye Ziyun quickly put aside her distracting thoughts and hurried after him.

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As the elevator doors slowly opened, Ye Ziyun was once again struck by the lifestyle of the wealthy.

The understated yet luxurious living room layout suddenly unfolded before her eyes.

A crystal chandelier, and translucent marble with cloud-patterned design.

There was also the dark brown leather sofa, and the hand-woven cashmere blanket, etc.

Each and every one of them made Ye Ziyun sigh softly with envy!

"Stop looking, let's go inside!"

Ling Feng gently pushed Ye Ziyun before leading her into the living room.

At this moment, Chu Lianxin and Zhou Mei were sitting together in the living room, talking in hushed tones.

Hearing footsteps, the two looked up at the same time, their gazes first falling on Ling Feng.

They quickly shifted their gaze to Ye Ziyun behind Ling Feng.

A hint of curiosity and inquiry spontaneously surfaced in their eyes.

Under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, Ye Ziyun's cheeks flushed slightly, like a mistress caught in the act by the wife.

He then shook his head, trying to clear his mind of these chaotic thoughts.

He nodded slightly, somewhat awkwardly, to the two of them as a greeting.

Chu Lianxin and Zhou Mei smiled and nodded in response, then stood up and went to greet Ling Feng.

"Brother Feng, you're back. And who is this...?"

"Didn't I already mention it to you on the phone?"

Ling Feng casually replied and led Ye Ziyun toward the sofa.

After everyone was seated, he continued to introduce them to each other.

"Ye Ziyun is Zhou Xiaoyun's best friend, and she'll probably be staying here for the next few days."

As for what problem she encountered, you can ask her yourselves. I'm going to take a hot shower first.