A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Gu Feng ignored their conversation, picked up his phone, and walked aside to answer it. The call was from his advisor.

"Master, you wanted to see me?" Gu Feng asked.

"Gu Feng, where are you? Why are you so noisy?" The clerk frowned as soon as he answered the phone, and a series of howling noises came from the other end.

At this moment, Gu Feng's senior brothers had already opened their voices and were shouting "You have to fight to win" in completely off-key voices.

Gu Feng had no choice but to turn into the bathroom and close the door, which barely created some peace and quiet: "Li Xiaolan and I were drinking outside, at that KTV owned by Liu Tangzhu's wife, something like... something Meng."

Paramount KTV.

"Yes, yes, yes. Do you want to come over too? Hey, let me tell you, Master Liu's wife is really stunning. I was almost mesmerized by her."

"Pah! Don't you have any sense of propriety?" The advisor spat on the other end of the line, his tone quite disdainful. "Seduce Second Sister-in-law, that's a taboo in the martial arts world... Wait, you said his wife, Ye Lifen, is pretty? Hey, Gu Feng, are you blind? I'm an old man, and I don't usually like to look down on people, but if you really push me, I'll despise you with my heels. That fat, big-eared, fleshy woman, you say she's pretty? Don't disgust me, okay?"

"Forget it, there's no way to communicate with an old fogey like you. We have a generation gap. You're disgusting to say that such a beautiful woman is all fat."

"Gu Feng, I solemnly declare that you can insult me ​​as a person, but you can never insult my aesthetic sense."

"Alright, alright, Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, okay? Ye Lifen is fat and chubby, isn't that enough?"

"That's more like it."

"Not at all. I'm saying this with my conscience in my hands."

"you--"

"Master, get to the point. I'm still drinking over there."

"Next Saturday, the Ruifeng Building will open, and many dignitaries will be there. You'll have to show your face with me."

"Ruifeng Building? What nonsense! My apology, please spare me. You know me best; I hate this kind of socializing the most."

"You can decline other social engagements, but you're declining the opening ceremony of the Yihe headquarters too?"

"Well?"

"It's the building where we had our meeting last time. Saturday morning at nine o'clock."

"Can't I not go? I really don't like joining in these kinds of crowds."

"You're Yihe's son-in-law, so tell me if you're up to it? Anyway, I've delivered the message, it's up to you whether you go or not."

"Hey, sir—"

"Beep beep beep..."

Gu Feng looked at the disconnected phone and shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to push open the door and leave, his phone beeped twice, sending a multimedia message.

Upon opening it, there was a photo of a woman—just as the advisor had said, with a fat head, big ears, and piles of excess fat.

If it weren't for the curly hair, the earrings, and the face covered in makeup, he would have almost thought it was a man.

Looking at the sender, who else could it be but the advisor?

Gu Feng assumed the advisor was deliberately trying to disgust him, so he didn't think much of it and casually deleted the photo. Just as he was about to put his phone back in his pocket, the phone rang again. To his surprise, it was the advisor again.

"Master, are you ever going to stop?" Gu Feng was getting impatient.

"Did you see the photos?"

"I saw it."

"A sow, or Diao Chan?"

"That goes without saying, of course it's the former."

"Then why do you say I have bad taste? I may be old, but I'm not blind. If you ever want to make fun of me again, think carefully before you start."

"This..." Gu Feng was momentarily stunned. A flash of inspiration struck him, and he suddenly realized, "Master, don't tell me that the photo you posted is of Ye Lifen herself?"

"What do you think?" the advisor retorted with a cold snort, then hung up the phone.

Gu Feng stood there in the bathroom, holding his phone, lost in thought.

It wasn't until Cen Jingpeng pounded on the door loudly and shouted, "Junior brother, are you in there making a phone call while constipated, or doing something else while on the phone? Whatever you're doing, get out here right now!"

Gu Feng then came to his senses, put away his phone, and opened the door.

Before he could even step out, Cen Jingpeng rushed in like a gust of wind, plunged headfirst into the sink, and vomited a whole basinful with a loud "whoosh."

Gu Feng felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly fled.

Inside the private room, Li Xiaolan was belting out "The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing" with a voice that was completely off-key and out of tune.

Yang Xiaochen and Chu Tiannan were shaking dice on the side, locked in a drinking contest.

Gu Feng can't sing, and he has no interest in learning.

When the wine was poured into his mouth again, he felt the bitterness intensify—he had already figured out something very wrong.

The advisor's phone call and the photo clearly told him that Liu Lei's wife, Ye Lifen, was a fat, chubby woman with a fleshy face, and was definitely not the graceful, charming young woman he had just met.

So, who exactly was that woman just now?

Why would she impersonate Ye Lifen?

Regardless of her motives, Gu Feng was deeply displeased with her act of hiding her identity and impersonating someone else.

After a moment's thought, he made up his mind.

If the fake Ye Lifen was truly acting out of goodwill, doing a favor for the real Ye Lifen—or perhaps on some orders—then it would be understandable.

But if she gets any wicked ideas and tries to set a trap, then he won't blame him for turning the tables and letting her taste the bitter fruit.

Although the fake Ye Lifen only made a brief appearance, leading a group of girls out and then disappearing without a trace, Gu Feng was certain that she would reappear.

Sure enough, not long after, the doorbell for the private room rang again.

Ye Lifen walked in with a smile, followed by two waiters, each pushing a food cart.

"Young Master Feng, gentlemen, good evening." Ye Lifen greeted everyone with a sweet smile as soon as she entered, then turned and pointed to a food cart. "These are snacks that our KTV has specially prepared for our distinguished guests. I made them myself. Please do us the honor of having a taste."

The waiter gently lifted the gleaming silver cover, revealing a brightly colored fruit cake.

In the center of the cake, a heart shape is delicately arranged with strawberries and cherries, their vibrant red color both exquisite and pleasing, making one's mouth water at first glance.

"Sister-in-law, you're too kind. I can't accept this." Gu Feng stood up and said.

"I can't invite a distinguished guest like Young Master Feng even if I wanted to."

Ye Lifen smiled and took the knife from the waiter, as if she were about to cut a cake. However, a flash of cold light appeared, and the knife was thrust straight at Gu Feng's chest.

The knife didn't come very fast, but Gu Feng just stood there, neither dodging nor avoiding it.

All of this happened so suddenly that the senior brothers didn't even have time to exclaim in surprise before they saw the knife stop steadily in front of Gu Feng.

Ye Lifen's smile remained unchanged. She simply turned the knife handle and handed it to him, saying, "Young Master Feng, you should cut it."

"Hehe, okay." Gu Feng replied casually, took the knife, and looked as calm as if nothing had happened.

He made a light cut on the cake and then handed the knife back to Ye Lifen, his manner exactly like that of a top-notch surgeon in the operating room—I've made the first cut, the rest of the details are up to you.

Ye Lifen smiled as she took the knife and deftly cut the cake into small pieces, which she then had the waiter distribute to everyone. However, she deliberately only distributed the outermost pieces, leaving the middle piece for herself.

Finally, she personally placed the cherry-adorned cake in front of Gu Feng: "Young Master Feng, please have a taste."

"Okay." Gu Feng reached out and took it, but simply placed it on the table.

"What's wrong? Didn't you like the cake?" A barely perceptible hint of concern flashed in Ye Lifen's eyes.

"No. I've never really liked sweets," Gu Feng said casually.

Ye Lifen's expression stiffened slightly, then she smiled again: "Could it be that Young Master Feng, like us women, is always complaining about being afraid of gaining weight?"

"Hehe." Gu Feng chuckled, offering no further explanation.

He wasn't afraid of gaining weight, nor did he truly dislike sweets; he was just a little worried that there might be other "ingredients" added to the cake.

"Junior brother, if you're not going to eat, then I won't be polite." Yang Xiaochen said, reaching for Gu Feng's cake, which was covered in cherries.

Ye Lifen caught a glimpse of his movement, a hint of urgency flashing in her eyes. Her elbow seemingly touched the table unintentionally, knocking over a beer bottle.

Half a bottle of wine was immediately spilled, landing right on the cake.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I was so careless." Ye Lifen apologized repeatedly, deftly tossing the wine-stained cake and plate into the trash can, then carefully wiped the table before cutting another piece and handing it to Yang Xiaochen. "Sir, please try this piece."

All of this happened so naturally, and Ye Lifen's every word and action was impeccable.

Gu Feng watched coldly, but smiled faintly to himself.